Star gold is priceless and has no market. w WW(QuanBen-XiaoShuo)c oM It is definitely not an easy task to draw out the power of the stars it contains. Just purifying it from raw ore into metal has already stumped a great alchemist like Faith. If you want to make this metal into various magic tools, you often need the cooperation of several astrologers, magicians, magicians and great alchemists to slowly draw out the power contained in it. Not to mention how difficult it is to gather these many top figures in the magic world, even if they are gathered together, the success is only 50 to 50. Among the surviving artifacts, as long as they involve the use of space, they will contain some star gold.
Rogge was troubled. How to get this thing was a problem. Once he got it, how to get rid of it was another problem. Although rare goods are available, there are not many people in the world who know the goods and are willing to buy them. If you don't sell, they won't buy. You may not be able to find the next buyer in ten or eight years. Although it is indestructible and indestructible, having this kind of treasure in your hands will make you always on tenterhooks and make you unable to sleep or eat well. Back then, the Immortal Fountain of Youth attracted a swarm of thieves, and a few young nobles spent more than a thousand gold coins just to defend the backyard.
What's more, when buying and selling this kind of thing, although getting rich means getting rich overnight, the risk is also directly proportional to the external wealth. After thinking about it, Luo Gesi still felt that it would be safer to give up this thing and exchange it for a few more slaves. Although hundreds of dwarf slaves may not seem to be worth one-tenth of this piece of star gold, they will actually bring gold coins after all. What's more, with the permission to provide weapons and armaments to the principality, the value of these dwarves must be far higher than their market price.
At this time, Jing Ge and Benjamin also came over, staring at this small piece of mysterious metal with fascinated faces. Gold, the gold of stars and the shining starlight, and the unpretentious, simple and rich gold of gold coins, flow slowly in everyone's heart.
The three of them looked at each other, and Rogge spoke first: "We all know the value of this piece of star gold. This thing is of no use to me. Which of you two is interested?"
Benjamin and Jing Ge were also thinking carefully. Having been in business for many years, Benjamin is well aware of the fact that the value of the gold coin in his hand is much higher than his future income. What's more, he is more optimistic about the underground mineral veins of the dwarf city. The only thing that worries him is the sudden appearance of the Abyss Devourer. Everyone knows that dwarves are talented in magic. Why can they summon such a large number of abyssal creatures? Unless this matter is resolved, Benjamin will not be able to reap the benefits of the mineral vein with peace of mind.
However, Benjamin changed his mind and realized that the lives of miners were still not that valuable compared to the mineral deposits. Nowadays, the livelihood of the people in the countries surrounding Ron Principality is deteriorating day by day. Many farmers have lost their land and become refugees. It is estimated that it does not cost much money to recruit many refugees, and some people can even work in the mines as long as they take care of food and housing.
But Jing Ge was unexpectedly interested in this piece of star gold. In any case, being willing to buy this thing must mean that he has huge resources and connections in the magic field, which made Rogge curious about Jing Ge's identity.
The three of them are all treacherous, scheming and decisive people, and they agreed on the ownership of the stolen goods in just a few words. Jing Ge obtained the star gold, Benjamin still obtained all the underground mineral veins, and Rogge obtained all the dwarves. In addition, he and Benjamin agreed to ensure the supply of the Hammer of War at low prices for various scarce metals in the future, and the "Helen" Hotel under Jing Ge's jurisdiction Half of the annual profits are given to Rogge.
After the plan was settled, Jing Ge immediately took the star gold and put it into an inconspicuous leather bag. The unique magical fluctuations of Star Gold disappeared immediately, which surprised Rogge again. This little bag can be of great use at certain times! Of course, the function at this moment is to prevent the vampire Froya from having such a thing. Jing Ge took out another piece of amber jade from his body and put it into the box. This piece of amber jade is very strange. There is a huge eyeball of an unknown creature condensed in it, and the subtle wrinkles in the light yellow pupils are clearly visible. A trace of vague magic fluctuation came out.
Rogge didn't see much, but his knowledge was quite broad. This was also due to the fact that the fat man read countless random books on weekdays. But he didn't know what this thing was. Before he could ask, a slender hand snatched the amber jade away.
"What is this? It's very strange!" Froya studied the amber jade over and over, but couldn't figure it out. So he put it into his little pocket and said lazily: "This thing belongs to me!"
The three foxes, big and small, looked at each other with a faint look of pain, but they didn't dare to lose even a little bit of the flattery on their faces. Froya was very proud and hummed a ditty.
Ruoda's dwarf dungeon was finally cleaned up, and the few remaining hunters escorted the long dwarf team out. Benjamin mobilized the manpower of Clark Chamber of Commerce and began to secretly take over the Dwarf Hills. Dwarves are violent and stubborn. Hunters and dwarves can now be said to have a deep hatred. Along the way, there were constant instances of hunters beating and scolding dwarves and dwarves rising up to resist. While walking through the Silent Forest the next day, the conflict between the hunters and the dwarves finally broke out.
First, a hunter knocked down a slow-moving old dwarf and whipped him violently. At this time, a dozen dwarves who were originally warriors suddenly rushed forward and knocked the hunter to the ground. When the three nearby hunters saw this scene, they rushed forward with their swords and chopped down several dwarves on the periphery. However, more dwarves rushed forward, drowning the four hunters in the crowd.
Immediately, more than a hundred dwarves broke away from the group and fled deep into the forest. Rogge, who was walking at the front of the team, learned about this and was shocked and angry. Fatty, Kate, and Franco immediately led a dozen people in pursuit. As a precaution, all the dwarves, except the sick, the elderly and children, were starved for more than three days, so Rogge easily intercepted the escaping slaves in the forest.
It is very easy to deal with these unarmed and hungry dwarfs with green eyes. In order to prevent the dwarves from escaping, Rogge first cast several spider web spells or vine winding spells around him, and then Kate and Franco ran like tigers down the mountain, crisscrossing among the dwarves. Although all the dwarves were willing to fight to the death, they were too hungry to do anything and were knocked to the ground one by one.
A quarter of an hour later, more than a hundred escaping dwarves were escorted back. Rogge, Kate and Jing Ge discussed in secret for a while, and then Jing Ge stood up. He gave the order and his men immediately captured ten dwarf children. Seven or eight dwarves immediately started crying. It seemed that these were their children.
"Now I'll show you! What will happen if you try to resist or escape! Aren't you very experienced? You can still run after three days of starvation, and you can kill four of my men! Don't worry, I won't kill them. You will not kill those who run away! However, these children! You must pay for the lives of my men! These children were killed by you guys who ran away! "
The warrior holding the dwarf child raised his sword and dropped it, and four heads rolled to the ground. Suddenly, the dwarves were crying, cursing, and even quarreling with each other.
"Stop!" Rogge shouted and ran over.
He stopped the warrior who was about to continue his attack, and had a heated argument with Jing Ge. After a while, Rogge returned to the dwarves and shouted loudly: "The lives of these six children will be kept for now! However, if someone escapes or riots again in the future, I won't be able to protect you. Just take care of yourself!"
Although there were still a small number of strong dwarves whose eyes were full of hatred, Rogge was satisfied to see that most of the strong dwarves had a look of helplessness and frustration on their faces.
This plan is extremely poisonous. In this way, any dwarf who wants to escape will become a person who deliberately wants to kill these children. Not to mention that he will most likely be captured by then, and the parents and relatives of these children will definitely not let him go from now on. Although it was people like Rogge and Kate who really harmed the entire dwarf family, in this case, most people would transfer their hatred more or less to the direct inducement: the escaping dwarves. Those who truly have a long-term vision and can figure out the key points will not think too much.
Rogge would have to face these dwarves directly in the future, and he would need them to make his pile of gold coins higher, so he would naturally seize this opportunity to sell well. As for this character who is harmful and makes dwarves hateful, Jing Ge is perfect to play. I don’t know how many slaves passed through his hands every year, and he didn’t care if he had two or three thousand more enemies.
The little riot quickly subsided. Rogge also restrained his men. It was okay to hit them, but they had to be careful when scolding them, especially not insulting the beliefs and customs of the dwarves.
The journey was uneventful. On this day, Froya suddenly found Rogge and gave him a large, thick and ancient notebook. She said it was quite interesting and asked him to take a closer look.
Anyway, with nothing to do, Rogge started studying in the carriage. This turned out to be Tianyan’s notes! It records the major events of this dwarf tribe over the past 150 years and the Sky Eye's experience in magic. The description was written in the common script of the continent. Although the dwarf's calligraphy was not worthy of praise, Rogge still reluctantly searched through the scrawled handwriting. Dwarves, elves, dragons and other races are full of mystery to humans, and it is really rare to have the opportunity to come into contact with first-hand historical materials.
"What's more," Rogge thought, "knowing more about the dwarves' habits will help them make more money for me in the future."
The thick notebook was opened, and a thrilling history was resurrected from the dust.
"November of the year 977 of the God of War calendar. This is already the third harsh winter. There are fewer and fewer prey in the mountains, and the underground water veins are gradually drying up. It seems that it is time to suggest that the clan leader restrict the drinking of alcohol by the clan members. After all, one barrel of ale can feed three dwarves for a month."
"October ninety-seventy-nine in the Ares Calendar. It is already the fifth cold and dry winter. Perhaps this is what the "Great Prophecy" said about the seven years of desolation. Last month, a new one was dug underground. Otherwise, I really don’t know how to get through this winter. It’s just that we dug more than 400 meters down to find this water source. How many people died for this water source? Ten, or eleven? No matter what , we all have to persevere here, as long as we have two more years! The greatest prophet of the dwarves, Cradric Mo, is omniscient, and the "Great Prophecy" he wrote at the cost of his last life will inevitably It’s right. Just hold on for another two years!”
"April, year ninety-eight in the God of War calendar. This winter still shows no signs of passing. There are no animals in the entire mountain, and the forests are dying in patches. The greatest God of War, do you really want to abandon you? People! There are already two small tribes in the nearby mountains that have begun to migrate out. May the God of War bless them and not take the path of the devil called in the "Great Prophecy"... I really miss the taste of ale..."
"September of the year ninety-eight in the God of War calendar. Five full months have passed, and there has been only one light rain in the five months. Only the deepest underground water source is left. The great wizard of the clan has been casting spells for more than ten days. , but the flames in the altar have never changed. God of War, are you unwilling to give us any more revelations? The workers have dug to a depth of 1,100 meters, but there is no hope of finding any water source. .”
"November of the year ninety-eight in the War God Calendar. The fifth tribe has moved away, heading towards the road of no return to the east. The scope of the misty forest that isolates the mountain dwarves and the hill dwarf kingdom in the west has expanded again. The tribe has appeared The first child to starve to death.”
"April 981 in the God of War Calendar. The last year is the end of the 'Seven Years of Desolation' in the prophecy. Only two dwarf tribes still insist on staying here, Tangkeli Mountains, this mountain dwarf The land of origin. But we can no longer hold on. The Raging Flame God Hammer finally decided to move the clan, and the elders all agreed. What's the use of my own opposition? Although the devil is waiting for us ahead, But according to what is said in the "Great Book of Prophecy", there will still be a tribe that is lucky enough to escape this disaster. God of War, I am not cursing our brother tribe. But the number of tribes is less than 7,000. Just. Three years ago there were still 20,000 people!”
"In May of the year 1983 in the Ares Calendar. The two-year trek finally ended, and only more than 3,000 people reached the destination. This place is really good, with rich mineral veins, forests, food and water. The only thing that makes people uneasy is What’s more, I’m a little closer to greedy and cunning humans. But why is my heart so full of uneasiness and fear?”
"January 1988 in the God of War Calendar. Since taking root here, the population of the tribe has finally begun to recover. But the flames of the altar have never changed, and I can't feel the slightest influence of the messenger of the God of War, the Holy Flame Warrior. Breath. For more than ten years, I can no longer communicate with the messengers of the God of War and receive divine messages."
"February of the ninth year of the Ares Calendar. How many times have you had the same nightmare? I dreamed that we were building a city on the heart of the devil, and the evil in the distance was peering at the wealth of the dwarves. It seems that the "Great Prophecy" Maybe we are not the lucky tribe in the world. Maybe it’s time for us to move away again.”
"April of the ninth year of the War God Calendar. Our king once again vetoed my proposal. Now the sentries began to disappear suddenly, and the tribe began to get sick inexplicably. The devil has come! We have been abandoned by the God of War. According to the Prophecy Book", The devil will be born from the blood and wealth of the dwarves."
Roger turned another page.
"There are not many elite warriors left in the clan. The cunning and ferocity of the demons are beyond everyone's imagination! Maybe only that magic can save... it is salvation, and the fate is unchangeable. But I want the demons to pay some price! Even if It’s at the price of my soul, even if I can never return to the glory of the God of War, I will make the demons pay the price!”
Seeing this, Rogge couldn't help but send the most vicious curse to the dwarf wizard. It is estimated that the magic that the old guy called Sky Eye was talking about was the magic that summoned the Devourer of the Abyss that almost cost him his life. While cursing, he continued to flip through the notebook, hoping to find some clues about the magic.
No matter what, this summoning magic is a bit too powerful. Moreover, dwarves, who have always been known for their incompetence in magic (the reason why they are not called idiots, is because dwarf wizards can still produce some auxiliary spells.) can use it. How can they not use it with their talent in magic? come out? Although Rogge knew that although he could not be said to be superior in magic and his level of magic power was still far behind, he was still somewhat better than the dwarves, right? What's more, summoning evil creatures is very suitable for his necromancer method.
This time Rogge was not disappointed. In a lot of discussions about philosophy, Ares teachings, various rituals and priestly magic, he finally found the records about 'that magic'. "Advanced Evil Summoning".
However, what disappointed Rogge was that the record was vague, especially the part about the spell. It could be seen that even the Sky Eye himself was at the stage of discussion. For this kind of advanced magic, if the spells, magic gestures and magic use are a little wrong, Rogge knows what the consequences will be. He even cursed this old guy secretly in his heart. There are not many dwarves who can do magic. If Sky Eye is not dead, I will treat him as a guest. Maybe I can give him a free status or something in two years.
"Advanced Evil Summoning" though? It seems that this magic does not exist in the mainland's orthodox magic system
Although the dwarf's magic level is not very good, this "advanced evil summons" still stumped Rogge. In particular, the Eye's treatment of incantations is inconsistent, mixing three vehicles of magical incantations: Common Tongue, Elvish Tongue, and Divine Tongue. The complexity of the magic left by the Sky Eye really opened Rogge's eyes.
After thinking hard for a day and getting nowhere, Fatty finally bit the bullet and went to meet his nemesis, Princess Froya. The desire for magic still overcame the fear of Froya.
This time Froya placed "Paradise Lost" in a light carriage. Although he had stayed in Lost Paradise three or four times at least, Rogge had never seen the original appearance of this artifact.
Froya loved splendor, and her study reflected her taste. The princess leaned lazily on a reclining chair, frowning slightly, and carefully read the magical records in the eyes of the sky, which were like a heavenly book. Rogge stood behind him and described in detail the situation in which Sky Eye cast magic that day.
Luo Ya sighed. Half of the magic notes were wrong and it was too difficult to understand. Wait... Can you tell me again how he recited the spell that day? "
The sound of the Heavenly Eye chanting the mantra that day was so loud that Rogge was still deeply impressed. Moreover, the mantra didn't seem to be difficult to understand.
Rogge repeated it bit by bit, and the expression on Froya's face kept changing. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and burst out laughing without any grace.
Seeing Froya smiling so wildly, Rogge didn't know why. However, the fat man is not an honest person. When Froya was leaning on the back of the chair and laughing so hard that she almost burst into tears, the fat man's eyes slipped in from her low-cut neckline from time to time. In that snowy white ice, suddenly He stared greedily at the protruding skin.
It took a long time for Froya to finish laughing. As soon as she raised her head, she met the fat man's evil eyes. Rogge immediately broke out in a cold sweat and lowered his head guiltily. Froya smiled ambiguously, stretched out her hand and slowly lifted Rogge's chin, and her long blue nails gently scratched Rogge's skin.
Rogge felt his mouth was dry and his heart was beating wildly.
Froya's fingers touched Rogge's skin, slowly going down. Her eyes slowly became blurry. The fat man's soul didn't know where to fly, and he screamed like a moan in his throat: "Princess..." Her cold and soft fingers touched the skin, making Rogge tremble with every touch.
Snapped!
A small electric fire flashed, and Rogge screamed and jumped up. The person had curled up like a shrimp in the air and fell heavily to the ground. Then the fat man covered his vagina with both hands and rolled around in pain.
There was still a trace of residual electric fire on Froya's fingertips, and her crisp, clear, and slightly evil laughter filled the whole room.
It took a long time before Rogge got up, his face still a little distorted.
The fat man wants to pretend for me! This princess knows how strong your magic resistance is. It's just causing you some pain, so go ahead with this weak expression! "
Rogge smiled awkwardly and asked, "Your Highness, what was so funny just now?"
When this topic was mentioned, Froya smiled brightly. She originally suspected that the magic used by the dwarf was the 'Advanced Gate to Another World', but the magic spell described was not at all, and the summoned one had nothing to do with the demons in the devil world. creatures of the abyss. After listening to what you just said, I realized that this dwarf actually recited the spell in the common language of the continent! He must have been unable to understand the divine language and had to find someone to translate it into the common language of the continent. Ha ha ha ha! "
Rogge was speechless upon hearing this. Magic spells are mainly composed of divine words. If you make even one mistake, the magic will fail. This spell cast by the 'translated' spell actually summoned countless abyss devourers. What a blessing! Of course, if Sky Eye were to fully unleash this seventh-level magic, Rogge would never be able to sustain it for that long, whether it was a Balrog or a Warcraft Guardian.
Rogge smiled coquettishly, thinking that his luck was really not that good. Such things could happen to him. He then remembered something and asked: "Your Highness, since you have found this notebook, can you let me have a look at the "Great Book of Prophecy"?"
"Book of Prophecy" I also want to read, but unfortunately it is not in this tribe. However, the magic level of the dwarf master is only this, so this prophecy book is probably not very good! "
"But Your Highness," Rogge thought for a while before saying, "This prophecy book seems to be quite accurate. Do you think there is such a thing as a prophecy?"
This is what Rogge really cares about. Almost all prophecy mages have light attributes, and they are the natural enemies of Rogge, the necromancer. From Fatty's understanding, this type of mage could only cast prophecy magic. But if they really have any predictive ability, their future situation will definitely not be good.
Froya wrinkled her slender eyebrows slightly and said slowly: "If we want to talk about prophecy, we may have to talk about fate first. I remember a long time ago, the teacher once said that fate is like a rushing river. , there are countless tributaries that merge into it, and then vent out from countless river channels. Human beings are like countless creatures in the river, being carried by the river water from one river channel to another. The water in this river is destiny. Unfortunately, most fish don’t know water exists.”
Rogge thought hard for a while and then asked: "If fate is really like this, doesn't it mean that what the prophet sees will be countless futures? So which future is real?"
"A prophet is like a fish, a fish that can jump out of the water. They can see clearly a section of the road ahead, but only for that short moment. What they can see clearly is often the two or three in front of them. Tributaries. Their future may or may not be in these tributaries.”
"But princess, if the prophets can see the future, then they can make preparations to avoid bad fate and welcome good luck. Isn't the future they foresee not the future?"
Froya smiled slightly. At first, I also asked the teacher this question. His answer was that in a river, most of it is sand and duckweed, and they just drift with the current without knowing anything. Only a few people are awakened and feel that there are some invisible forces influencing them. So they struggle and struggle, but often to no avail. A few lucky people were taken to a lucky river. They thought it was due to their own strength, so they appeared as strong men who conquered fate. In fact, they are just small shrimps in the river. Once their fate changes, these so-called 'chosen people' will sink to the bottom of the water again. Among the small fish and shrimps, a very small number will continue to grow and become larger fish. Some of the big fish will jump out of the water inadvertently, and only then will you see some of the river ahead. "
Froya paused, and Roger immediately brought a plate of fruit with great knowledge. The princess smiled brightly and was extremely satisfied with the fat man's knowledge. She stuffed a few grapes into her mouth and continued:
"For one reason or another, some of the big fish will keep jumping out of the water, trying to see clearly the direction of the river ahead. I think the dwarf who wrote the "Great Prophecy" should be such a fish. But A fish is not a bird. If you jump too many times from the river of destiny, the cost is your own life."
Rogge let out a long sigh and praised: "Master Yeluo is such a heavenly being. He actually has such profound insights into prophecies!"
Froya sneered, "This is not his opinion. This is the view of prophecy and destiny recorded in the manuscript of the first pope of the Church of Light."
Rogge asked cautiously: "How come Master Nayero has the Pope's manuscript? Does he have any deep relationship with the Church of Light?"
How could an old man who has never practiced cultivation have anything to do with the Church of Light? When he was young, he loved adventurous digging graves, which unfortunately included the Pope's tomb. This manuscript is one of the burial objects. "
Only then did Rogge feel relieved. As a necromancer, he was particularly sensitive to anything related to the Church of Light.
"Your Highness, can that person really change his destiny? Isn't there an old saying that says man can conquer nature?"
Froya thought about it and sighed lightly. Many people have changed their destiny, but most people are unaware of the existence of destiny and the results of their efforts. Maybe the effort to change your destiny is part of your destiny. It's like a school of fish in a river. The whole school swims to the left, and only a few want to swim to the right. As a result, they are often squeezed to death by the school of fish or pushed back to the original direction. If there are one or two fish that successfully change direction, most of them will be left alone and unable to survive. Moreover, just based on the limited futures that fish can see, how can we know that the future is truly lucky? "
Rogge said: "It's like there is a large rock in the water. If you want to swim towards it, you will be swept to both sides by the current. If you try to hide towards the edge, you might be swept up on the rock."
The princess smiled softly, "You damn fat man, you are really not stupid. In fact, every river of destiny is extremely wide. A fish, no matter how big it is, trying to change a river is actually It is an extremely difficult thing. However, many times even if you know there is no hope of swimming to another river, you still have to try your best. Alas!"
After saying that, a little loneliness crept onto Froya's face. She stared blankly at the dancing magic flames in front of her, her beautiful face flickering in and out of the firelight.
Rogge's heart moved, what could make Froya so helpless? She was born noble, extremely beautiful, and studied under Hierro, one of the top ten magicians. As for her talent, you can imagine that she is already a level 14 magician at such a young age. She is at least ten to eight times stronger than him. In terms of scheming and scheming, this thousand-year-old goblin is ruthless, cunning and insidious that few others can match, and its wealth is beyond the reach of an ordinary rich man like me.
What other worries could she have
Yes, the princess's troubles are the troubles of the Bourbon dynasty, the Archduke of Bavaria, the God of War of the Rhine League, and his son, the youngest paladin Ofiloch. Rebellion and conquest are themes of kingship. For thousands of years, countless large and small dynasties stepped on the corpse of the old royal family and ascended to the throne. However, more careerists failed, and their blood achieved the medals and titles of the royal nobles.
The current Principality of Bavaria is at best rebellious. But miracles are the heaviest topic on everyone's mind. Isn't the Princess Froya in front of me just a fish struggling desperately in the river of destiny? She has to fight not only the former God of War and the young Paladin, but also the Church of Light and those behind the miracles:
Gods in heaven.
Although Froya's momentary sadness was extremely poignant, Rogge also felt pain in his heart. But Fatty, who was still somewhat sober, knew that if Froya was a struggling fish, then he was at most a small river shrimp. Destiny gave him a broader vision than that of a fish, but due to his weak body, he could only choose to go with the flow. If the fish can't get out, what's the use of a little shrimp rushing up
"Princess, you can only solve your troubles by yourself. There is really nothing a villain can do!" Rogge thought silently in his heart.
Froya's sadness disappeared in a flash, and in the blink of an eye she was that charming fairy again.
"Fat man, you killed the Golden Lion Knight completely. How are you going to explain this time when you go back?" The princess looked into Rogge's eyes with a half-smile.
Rogge's heart skipped a beat. This was what he had been worried about. Fifty knights are nothing in ordinary knights. Aren't only about thirty of the more than three hundred dragon and beauty knights of my own coming back alive? But in the Golden Lion Knights, which has only more than 500 people, this is definitely not a small number. Every golden lion knight is at least a tenth-level knight. With such a large amount of combat power in his hands, Ofiloch is considered a favor by not turning himself into a coolie. What's more, after all, Paulus was killed by someone on his own side. At the moment, I can only hope that my identity as the church's guardian knight can be effective. When I go back this time, I must pay a heavy tribute to Burke and Bishop Gerard Hart.
Looking at Rogge with a frown on his face, the princess sighed lightly that there were not many accomplished young nobles here, and you guys are considered rare talents. Especially you, your methods are as bad as those of veterans who have been in the political arena for many years. Are you interested in exhibiting in Rhine City? Nancy's husband, the Marquis Rawdon, had died just a year earlier. Although this Marchioness is a bit older than you, she was a famous beauty among the nobility back then, but now she looks like she is only in her mid-twenties. The most important thing is that she has the blood of the Bourbon dynasty. I don’t need to tell you the benefits of this for your noble career. If you are interested, I can introduce you to it. "
Rogge raised his eyebrows, thought carefully about it, and shook his head. It wasn't that he wasn't interested. Marriage was the most common political game among nobles. Knights are the lowest nobles. Among the nobles who pay the most attention to rank and blood, Marquise Nancy has been married ten times or eight times. Even if she is in her fifties or sixties, she will never fall in love with this kind of lower nobles. But the situation at hand was different, and the profiteer instinct made him reject the proposal. He wanted to see what other chips Froya could bring to the table.
Seeing that Rogge was unmoved, Froya giggled, she was quite loyal. Or would you like the Earl of Field's daughter? She is only seventeen years old and is a little beauty. In fact, she has the most orthodox royal blood flowing in her body. She is my sister... Do you understand? "
Rogge looked struggling, but still shook his head firmly.
"Haha, you are such a fat man, you have such a big appetite. Do you want me to marry you?" Froya's eyes almost took away Rogge's soul.
With great difficulty, Rogge swallowed the four words "That's exactly what I meant" that rushed to his mouth.
Froya stretched herself. Marshal Rocherio still has two unmarried daughters. Think about it yourself! This is a truly rare opportunity! "
This time Rogge's heart really jumped. Marshal Rochelio is a figure whose status is comparable to that of the Grand Duke of Bavaria! David has vaguely revealed this meaning before, and it seems that this condition should be their bottom line.
But, am I really that valuable
When Froya came out of the carriage, the sky was already filled with stars. The cool breeze blew across Rogge's skin, making him feel a chill to the bone. He looked up at the endless stars, and seemed to feel the torrent of fate passing by around him. I am just an inconspicuous little shrimp in this big river. I am determined to kill the thief, but I am powerless to save myself.
Confronting fate, how many people will have the last laugh? Most of the true pioneers will fall, and only a very few lucky ones will be the final winners. Instead of taking advantage of that one-in-a-million heroic opportunity, it would be better to hide behind these pioneers. As long as the ones in front fall, the fruits will naturally belong to him. Even if there are one or two so-called 'voters' left, the sap behind them is always difficult to guard against.
Rogge smiled slightly, finally seeing a ray of light in the confusion. ,
But, ***, why can’t I feel the slightest breath of you until now? (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)