"Where to start? Here we go again..." Li Laixi rolled her eyes and stood up helplessly. She served Li Cang half a cup of black tea with an elegant and even slightly deliberate and exaggerated posture: "My status as chief gladiator is very interesting.
Ah, but it seems that I can only move around easily in the arena. I work five days a week and have two days off. I can’t go anywhere else. Maybe even Brother Wonton has more freedom than me!”
"I can do that, but if I walk a few steps, the narrator will ask me to go home and rest, as if he is afraid that I will die suddenly!"
"Carriage! It seems that only nobles are allowed to use carriages and bug-drawn vehicles here. It is logical for a count like you to buy a car, right?"
[Your wife Lilith's proposal makes your heart beat. As a descendant of a pure-blood noble with ancient heritage, your family once owned a bug-driven car engraved with the family crest to represent the supreme pure-blood glory.
, a true work of art made and decorated with gems and various extraordinary materials, but now it is covered with dust in the castle basement. Driving the car requires a lot of consumption, and this kind of consumption is obviously not something that a down-and-out aristocratic scion can afford.
Affordable]
[The restraint and dignity of the nobles prevent you from rejecting the reasonable request of your wife Lilith. You awkwardly say that you will think of a way. You will ask the slave bank to advance two quarters of the rent. At that time, you may be able to purchase a majestic unicorn.
The fairy is used for daily travel and protecting the castle]
[Your wife Lilith thoughtfully suggested that she could adjust the number of gladiatorial games from 4 to 8 per week and add 2 exhibition games. In this way, she might be able to get hundreds of crystal coins every week, which should be able to afford the servants of insect beasts and full-time coachmen.
daily needs]
[You are ashamed. Gladiator is an extremely dangerous job. A noble countess actually needs to work hard in the arena. This cannot be considered decent in any way, even if this is the job she has been doing before marriage.
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[Your wife Lilith saw your mood, knelt down by your knees, and comforted softly: It will be fine, everything will be fine, the glory of the family will continue in your hands, and your body will be healed.
, as long as...as long as I...]
[You know that my wife means something, but even men cannot enter the Abyss of the Dead by becoming a gladiator. The selection of hunters in the Abyss of the Dead has strict standards and is highly prejudiced against women. In the eyes of those people,
, even the so-called chief gladiator is nothing more than a showmanship.】
Li Laixi even murmured: "Do you think this means the inside story? Is there any other explanation for the abyss of the dead? If your 'illness' can be cured, it will be much easier to unfold the plot!"
Li Cang shook his head: "The order is wrong, you can sneak into the so-called abyss of the dead and you still need to cure my 'disease'?"
"Eh??"
Li Leisi's eyes widened.
Yes, what kind of outrageous misunderstanding is this? I can fight regardless of my martial arts skills or appearance. Instead of trying to find a way to eliminate the attributes of Teacher Cang, a tuberculosis ghost, it would be more effective to fight my way out on my own.
What about sex!
"Let's take it one step at a time..." Li Cang pinched his eyebrows and said, "If this place is completely dominated by the aristocracy, then even you may not be able to move easily. After all, even commoners dare to discuss your origins.
One or two, you can imagine what those nobles would look like."
"Where's the Honorary Lord Bartley next door? I feel like that impatient guy looks like he's easy to deceive..."
"It doesn't seem to work. The narrator has already vaguely reminded me at the beginning that a pariah will always be a pariah. If I recommend Bartley in any sitting meeting, I will almost certainly be unanimously opposed by all the nobles. With me in this state of decline
With the current situation, I'm afraid the end will not be too good. Bartley is very rich, so he shouldn't be so impatient. I'm afraid there is something forcing him to obtain a true noble status?"
"Simple, the fanny pack taiko is being treated like a pig to be slaughtered!"
"In this case, you might not be able to give it a try..." Li Cang looked at the two female slaves and said, "Go and walk around outside our rich neighbor's door, and accidentally ask us to go to Malti Spur."
He revealed the news about Ringer’s restaurant to his slaves, so he behaved naturally.”
"Yes, my respected master."
[Pure conspiracy does not belong to the dignity of the aristocracy, but political scheming does]
[But in order to continue the glory of the family and reshape the glory of the ancient bloodline, you chose to take a desperate risk and collude with Bartley, who is regarded as a piece of cake by some colleagues. There is an abyss ahead and a hell behind you. Once you fail, you may be doomed]
"Ouch~" Li Cang whistled, "So it is absolutely a bad habit to skip plot dialogue when playing games. Do you see, it is very feasible to advance the plot independently through this thing!"
"Only you!" Li Laixi said with disgust, "I remember when you were in school, you promised to play games with me, but as a result, I happily ran to the new district to create an account and earn gold, and even after completing the process, I was promoted to the highest level.
I’m level 35. Let me ask you again, this good guy is still reading the dialogue in the Novice Village. He’s so crazy! Let me tell you, Teacher Cang, this narration is not a good word. What do you think your chances of surviving a plot kill are?”
"But isn't that the beauty of word games?"
Li Laisi suddenly looked weird, emmm, not to mention my mother, he had forgotten where this guy's twisted, perverted and indifferent ability came from - he won in a battle of wits with the little coin kid!
[Marti Springer is a treasure shop loved by many young nobles. A noble Earl like you does not often appear here. The waiter will bring the chef and the owner of this restaurant to you.
In front of you, you respectfully and carefully introduced every special dish in the restaurant. Your wife Lilith gained the envy and jealousy of every noble lady and noble girl present]
[They, and they, with various thoughts, false feelings or pretense, send friendly greetings to you, and they keep whispering behind your back]
[Oh, of course, your distinguished bloodline and perfect appearance cannot completely cover up your poverty. Unfortunately, these ladies and noble girls have not had the idea of engaging in some aristocratic social behavior with you]
[You feel lost]
"Thank you, Timi. Then I'm really disappointed..." Li Cang's eyes immediately disappeared from the wolf-like gazes of those around him. He tried his best to release an awkward but polite ordinary smile on his face, and walked towards
He sat in his own seat and said, "Mom Xipi, this narrator is going to start praising me too!"
The weather was at least 30 degrees above zero. Li Laisi was stunned and put on a super elegant dark green mink fur cloak with a red fox collar under the narrator's magic. It was not until the waiter respectfully moved the chair for her that she was able to take it off.
She removed herself from this torture, revealing a luxurious evening dress with criss-cross straps underneath.
"I @#￥%..." Two drops of sweat broke out on Li Laisi's forehead. She pursed her lips and quickly spat out a string of greetings: "Are these nobles so idle? They show off their flesh in winter and wear mink in summer. They are dissatisfied with their own lives."
Too tough, do you want to soften it?"
Li Cang took the menu: "Thank me. Fortunately, when you were changing clothes, I didn't tell you that you looked good in that whalebone girdle. Otherwise, would you be able to keep your breasts after eating this meal?"
It’s all two things!”
Do you want to know about the chest-wrapping girdle that must be at least 40 centimeters wide and have 32 straps?
It doesn't matter whether you girdle your waist or not, but with the tallness of Big Leizi covering that thing, it's probably nothing more than being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts with an iron net...
Dalei Zi rolled his eyes angrily: "Hurry up, today we all had breakfast, a bowl of wonton soup with more water than meat, and a belly full of black tea and desserts. If we continue to eat less and eat more in this aristocratic style,
I will starve to death before I can go to work tomorrow!"
"Look at me!" Li Cang coughed lightly, and the waiter and chef immediately lowered their heads and listened: "As someone with the oldest pure-blood aristocratic lineage of St. Uktra Hill, I originally didn't want to appear in this simple place of yours.
It’s a small shop, but my newlywed wife, the beautiful Countess Lilith, seems to particularly love it here. As I see it, this small shop really surprises me. It is simple yet warm, and what’s even more rare is that it lingers in the shop.
The food tastes very simple and delicious, and I seem to feel a hunger that has not appeared in this frail body for a long time..."
It's very greasy and arrogant, but Li Cang tried his best.
However, these few words were extremely effective. They hit someone with precision, and the chef's back instantly straightened up. The red light on his face almost emitted a real warmth, roasting the face of the restaurant owner.
An overly excited face.
With his excited heart and trembling hands, little Malti Springer almost used all his strength to suppress the urge to yell. He forced himself to calm down and said loudly: "Your visit will be the eternal glory of our store.
The holy light of the bloodline of Uggdrasil will lead the way forward for the shop, and my cousin will serve you all the dishes he is good at so that you and the countess can taste them one by one——"
"Oh~" Li Cang's translator sounded like he was riding a donkey looking for a horse: "I hope my beautiful wife's good appetite will not scare away other customers in the restaurant. I can't wait to enjoy that kind of silence."
[The aristocratic ladies in the restaurant didn’t know that you, who has always been taciturn, actually have such a sense of humor, and they all looked at you with surprise and surprise. After whispering, you may get a few invitations to socialize with a little pity.]
"You are so funny!" Little Marty Springer poured half a glass of ice-cold white wine into Li Laisi's glass: "As for you, my distinguished Earl Cang Li, the 25-year-old White Pearl aging is not suitable.
For your body, if possible, I would like to serve you a heart-warming and stomach-warming treat. The secret recipe comes from a legendary ancient country’s sweet and hot rice wine.”
"A cup of hot water, thank you."
"Well..."
[Little Marty Springer casts a hidden and complicated look at you, and secretly curses in his heart. It turns out that poor Earl Cang Li is so weak that he can't even enjoy wine. Unfortunately, this humble Earl may really
The fire of life will be extinguished as those nobles discussed]
Unexpectedly, the meals provided by little Marty Springer were almost all foods based on alien beasts and Zerg. Li Cang and Li Leisi were overjoyed. Finally, finally, after a whole day, finally
It’s time to have a full meal!
One after another exquisite dishes were served on the table in turn, and the diners at the surrounding tables were gradually dumbfounded, and they even forgot to talk about it. The Earl, who was famous for his weak body and was about to die suddenly when the wind blew, was actually in such a state of being reincarnated as a starving ghost.
Could it be that he came here to eat the last supper, or the King's meal?
[Your appetite has deeply shocked the nobles around you. They almost thought that the ancient blood in your body had awakened and cured your disease]
[This is obviously aristocratic wisdom and a very clever way of sending signals. Perhaps this can explain your next behavior and make those who covet the honorary wealth of Lord Bartley have some wrong judgment]
[Honorary Lord Bartley came here after a long journey. A cunning businessman always has his own philistine tricks. For example, he just happened to reserve a seat next to you]
"Your neighbor, your loyal admirer Lord Bartley, greets you. My lord, it is my honor to meet you here. Please allow me to pay for the men and women dining in this restaurant today."
, this will definitely become my bragging capital in the future.”
"wow~"
"Lord Bartley is really getting more generous!"
"Oh, do I need him to pay the bill? He is really a wild dog who doesn't choose his way. No matter what the person who is interested in Lord Victor does, it is just in vain. I don't think anyone would think that a down-and-out Earl can make Lord Victor change his mind.
?That’s a truly greedy hyena! Don’t expect him to spit out the meat in his mouth!”
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[You heard the name of Lord Victor in the discussion. This Lord is not Lord That. Lord Victor is not a lord with a hat like the Honorary Lord Bartley. Victor Serra, the son of a real Duke, the only legitimate heir of the Serra family,
He will soon inherit the title of Grand Duke of Haen]
[Bartley’s face is very ugly]
[Arrogant blood can make people impulsive and conceited. You suddenly spoke up amid the discussion and invited Honorary Lord Bartley and his daughter Snowy Bartley to have dinner with you and your wife, Countess Lilith. There was silence in the restaurant.
, Bartley was very surprised]
Bartley's face turned white and blue for a while, but he was stunned and didn't move.
His daughter Xue Lai is a very lively girl about sixteen years old, with delicate appearance and very bold behavior: "My honor, Count Li Cang, Countess Lilith."
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Li Cang couldn't help but look up at her.
Xue Lai first pulled out a chair for his father, and after he sat down, he turned his back to his father and winked at Li Cang playfully: "I have read some books, and it mentioned the true pronunciation of your family name. Li is yours."
My family name is Cang Li, I believe you won’t like others calling you Cang Li.”
[The intuition from blood and nobility tells you that she will not refuse you to take her away tonight. The only problem is that the petite girl may not be able to see the sun tomorrow morning alive from the hands of the beautiful countess]
【Unfortunately】
[Your wife, the countess who was born as a pariah, obviously does not have the tolerance that a noble should have. She will never become a real noble, nor can she understand the true meaning of aristocratic friendship]
Li Cang knew from Li Lai Si's expression that her narrator had nothing good to say. He cleared his throat and said: "Honorary Lord Bartley, you obviously have a qualified heir. If every one of your children is like Xue
If everyone is as smart and wise as before, then in three generations at most, the Bartley family may become a real nobility, a nobility with a long history."
(Author's beep: I'm lying there, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. These good days have really made me miserable, blanch!)
