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Chapter 12 The Daily Life of Nobles

After the game ended, it was already evening.

A full moon rose in the sky.

The Guards escorted Prince Philip and Princess Elizabeth away and rushed back to the Holy City under the moonlight. Some guests also left.

But there are still some people staying in this manor, and those who stay are guests without female companions. This is their time to have fun.

Bess clapped his hands.

As if emerging from the ground, a song and dance troupe of beautiful women appeared in the back garden.

Their appearance immediately added a lot of color to the Manor this month.

As the cheerful music sounded, a dance began. The nobles each embraced the woman they liked and danced in the garden.

The music was very cheerful and energetic, and all of them were dancing masters. Even Bass, who was short and fat, danced with a dance that made Sean feel ashamed of himself - he lacked such education. Dances that soldiers in the army like

It was only performed in civilian pubs.

Of course, there are delicious food that you can take for yourself, plenty of fine wines, and a team of well-trained waiters to serve all guests. They can always appear appropriately and promptly when guests need food, wine, cigars, and even opium.

This is just the daily life of nobles.

"Sean, you can't do this. Why can't a man live without a woman? Haha, this is the life of a noble." Bess held the wine glass. His face was as red as the wine in the glass, but Sean only saw it in his eyes.

See calmness and sarcasm.

"If your words are heard by them, I'm afraid there will be bad consequences." Sean said.

"No, no, on the contrary, they are proud of it." Bess shook his head and said, "They were jealous and even fought in the romantic field, and then this romantic affair became a beautiful thing that people talked about, and even

Become the protagonist praised by the writer.

The life of a nobleman without a lover is considered boring and gloomy. Wine, opium, and women are the necessities of the nobleman. The so-called literature, art, music or philosophical accomplishments are just things used to decorate the appearance."

"I cannot agree with this outlook on life," Sean said. "Fashion is a very personal matter, but it is by no means promiscuous. The woman I want to have can only be exclusive to me."

"Haha, Sean, you have the potential to become a gentleman and have your own set of principles. But you are still young. Once you have tasted the taste, you may not say so. It is normal to start chaos and give up eventually.

They indulge in debauchery tonight, and tomorrow they become the civilized aristocrats who behave well and politely.

Take the song and dance troupe that appeared tonight as an example. There are also so-called girls from good families among them, who are here just to make money. Do you think their families don’t know this? In the eyes of their neighbors, they may have a hard-working, thrifty,

The good image of the Gu family. Do you think they like to be the playthings of noble men? No, they just want to make their families live a more decent life. Therefore, if there is demand, there will be supply."

"Okay, I'll admit it for now. But I'm not a noble!" Sean said, "Thank you for your advice, I will try my best to disappoint you."

Sean didn't hear Bess's answer. Maybe Bess didn't bother to answer because he had already been dragged away by two women with plump figures.

Sean doesn’t have a mysophobia, but he doesn’t want to lead a life of luxury and luxury, and he doesn’t want to waste his “first time”.

Sean lit a Duff cigar and walked around the manor. When the laughter behind him faded away, he felt better.

This is the remnant of the St. Helens Mountains, and the manor's wall almost encompasses a mountain peak. Sean walked farther and farther, and when he could only hear the sound of the wind and the sounds of small animals in the woods, he found that he had circled to the other side of the mountain.

One side.

This is a small fortress-like building. Judging from the overgrown surroundings, it seems to be a relic of a long-ago war.

Sean heard a cry of a young woman coming from the second-floor window of the building. If he hadn't been brave enough and used to seeing life and death, he might have been frightened and become ill.

Then, a rude woman yelled:

"Stupid woman, shut up!"

"I want to get out." The young woman begged.

"Don't even think about it, you crazy woman."

"No, I'm not crazy. It's the Marquis who lied. I'm not crazy." The woman continued, "Did he just want to marry a rich woman? This pauper, conspirator, he took everything from me!"

"Shut up!"

"No, he is a bloodthirsty monster!"

Then there was the sound of objects falling to the ground and the wail of a woman being beaten.

Sean listened for a while and left quietly.

It was dark at night, and it took Sean a long time to find his way back to the manor.

The dance was over, but there were two or more men and women lying on the beds and carpets in every room of the manor.

Clothes, boots, wine bottles and food residues were everywhere, as well as the strong smell of various perfumes mixed together.

After searching for a long time, Sean finally found Bess in the attic. He was naked and entangled with two women. They were both fast asleep and couldn't wake up.

Well, it was such a mess that Sean had to find a place to spend the night with the stable servants. He would never forget the way the servants looked at him as if he were an alien.

At that moment, Sean felt as holy as a white lotus.


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