"As far as the age of steam is concerned, there are many scholars who overstate the role of Russell Gustav in promoting it, yet it seems to me that even without Russell the Great, someone else would have taken over the work. The advent of the age of steam is an irreversible law of history, just as ironclad ships will replace wooden sailing ships, and large factory machine production will replace individual small handicrafts, in the Quaternary period of the Solomonic Empire, the people generally ignorant and blindly believe in the rulers of the empire, and respectfully call them "black emperors". And after Russell the Great established the Republic of Intis, this blind worship began to fade, and the minds of the people were no longer ......," Melol Bright frowned and looked at the student who had raised his hand.

"Mr. Bright, I think there is something wrong with your perception." The student has pale yellow slightly curly hair, the tip of the nose is slightly freckled, but it is very attractive, and a pair of large black-framed glasses are placed on the high bridge of the nose, showing a faint bookish atmosphere.

"Russell the Great did abolish the monarchy in the early period of his reign in Intis, but in 1192 he changed the political system of Intis again, calling himself 'Julius Caesar', and only from the political aspect, during the reign of Russell the Great in Intis, he only changed the royal family of Intis from the Sauron family to the Gustav family, and after the death of Russell the Great, Intis still returned to the monarchy, does this mean that the conclusion that the steam age you mentioned was inevitable for social and political changes is unreasonable to a certain extent?"

"Susan, your opinion is too one-sided, although the Republic of Intis was replaced by the empire after that, but after this beginning, as steam promoted the development of social production, the new big factories and big bankers inevitably wanted to fight for more rights in the parliament, as their contradictions with the old aristocracy gradually expanded, the landed nobles had to choose struggle or compromise, the era of cold weapons has passed, and they can no longer rely on the invincible knights of the past to annihilate this wave, so it seems that It was only a matter of time before Intis became a republic again. Associate Professor Bright patiently explained to the students that he was still young for the history professors at the University of Beckland, having just celebrated his 40th birthday, and that as a middle-class with a stable income, he was more receptive and supportive of many things that were emerging.

"So Mr. Bright, can we look at it this way, if it were not for Russell the Great, Intis would not have experienced this unique history from empire to republic and then to empire, after all, it was Russell the Great who first had the Republic of Intius, and it was he who created this history and not history......" Susan still questioned the old professor's point of view, not paying attention to Bright's face at all.

"Enough!" The associate professor tried to calm his mood and tried his best to soften his words: "My child, you are really not suitable for a history department, such excellent sophistry is enough to make you a good lawyer." He mocked mercilessly, and then felt that his words seemed a little too heavy, but his status as an elder made him unable to pull his strings, so he could only stand awkwardly until the student next to the girl had the sight to pull the corner of her clothes and let her sit down.

"Okay, guys, let's get back to what we just said......"

Susan was born into a modest family that was relatively wealthy, and her father worked as a simple clerk in a mining company, earning nearly two pounds a week, which was much higher than many senior civil servants. She and her father were the only two people in her family, and she did not hire a handyman, and it was because of this that she was able to get her wish to be admitted to the history department of the University of Beckland after graduating from the church high school.

Susan was holding the heavy stack of books and notes, and wanted to get home early, when her father had not yet left work, and the task of preparing dinner for her father had fallen on her.

"Excuse me, may I ask where is the library at Beckland University, this is my first time here." Susan looked up, and was greeted by a delicate, slightly pale countenance, her voice sweet and soft, but with a sickly tingle, white and smooth neck, which should be very expensive judging by the fabric of the collar.

"Huh? You go straight along the road, turn right, turn left and go straight, and you'll see. She replied with a slight fuss.

"I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with this place, I mean, can you please take me there?" There was a hint of cunning in the girl's silver eyes, "I'll pay, well, how about a fivepence." ”

Susan lifted her slightly bulky black-rimmed glasses, and just turned around, a surprise knife suddenly slashed at the weakest part of her neck, and the schoolgirl did not resist at all, and fell limply into the arms of the strange girl.

Susan opened her eyes, it was a figure with long silver hair, her back to the beautiful curves that could only be seen, and the faint silver scales, the girl turned her back to Susan, gently wiping the black dirt on the inner thighs and the gaps in the scales.

"Are you awake?" She turned around, her long silver hair obscuring her perfect, smooth, fair body, and Susan looked at this silver-haired and silver-eyed girl, she was about sixteen or seventeen years old, she was outstanding, her body was bumpy, she was not very tall, but the perfect proportions made her legs very long?

Out of nowhere, the silver-haired girl lit a cigarette that only those middle- and lower-class men smoked, and the smoke was filled, and her eyes looked at this young girl quite predatorily, her skin was not very good, compared to these noble girls, it was obviously lacking in maintenance, and at the moment it was covered with all kinds of bruises, blood-red marks.

Isn't she going too far, Elle suddenly felt guilty, and then shook her head fiercely.

Susan closed her eyes tiredly, not looking at the strange objects scattered around the room, and Elle couldn't help but feel a sense of irritability as she looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. She stepped forward, lifted a smooth, scaly leg, and stepped on the girl's body.

"No matter how noble your heart is, you will feel pain, and you will also be immersed in pleasure" She smiled wickedly, her little feet trampling and ravaging the green body, "Finally, the heart succumbed to the crazy flesh, longing to be satisfied. ”

She grabbed Susan's pale yellow curly hair, forced her to look up, and pinched her chin hard, "30% of your father's company is in the hands of an earl, you don't want him to lose this job, once you lose this stable and generous salary, you will live the life of those inferior people that you usually look down on." She admired the horror in the girl's eyes, "I want you to be my governess, every day, remember every day, to come here." She gently licked the girl's cheek and whispered.

"Get dressed, get out of this door, don't think about trying to mention it to anyone, you can try."

The girl nodded silently, and Elle let go of her hand gripping her hair, and couldn't help but tease the tip of her slightly upturned nose.

"I like obedient girls. Cloudy, I'm waiting for you here, do you hear me. Elle slapped her suddenly, and five reddened fingerprints suddenly appeared on the girl's slightly flushed cheeks.

"Answer me!"

"I see." The girl's voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"Call me - 'master'." A wicked smile appeared on Elle's lips, and she was content to hear the girl say the word in humiliation, and she got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and without hesitation, crossed one leg and watched as the girl put on the luxurious but ill-fitting clothes she had prepared.

I'm sorry, watching the girl walk out of the room in a strange position, Elle buried her head between her legs and sobbed lowly.

"I don't want that, I'm sorry." Then she saw the door opened, and the girl's head, still fingerprinted, flushed, and frightened, was rudely torn off her neck and thrown in!

Her gloomy eyes were wide open, and she looked squarely at Elle sitting on the edge of the bed!

"As I said, they're just disposable." The man's voice came from outside the door, low and hoarse. "You didn't remember, and it made her die more painful."

"I'm going to kill you sooner or later!" Elle yanked at her silky silver hair in pain and screamed out the door.

"I'll wait for that day." The man's voice was still hoarse and low, but the difference was that the tone of the sentence was a little more excited than before.

"You can enjoy any sacrifice as you like."

"Any."