Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

After Shevi and Damian's private meeting time ended, Sal first sent him back to the room.

After entering the bedroom, Xie Wei reached out and took off her veil, then looked at her ankles, signaling the man holding her to untie the handcuffs.

Xie Wei couldn't remove the shackles on his ankles and the exquisite corset by himself, so he had to ask Sal for help, but someone was obviously still unsatisfied and didn't want to take these things off for him.

The Lord of the Snowfield began to play dumb and tried to change the subject: "Can you take a break? Damian is still waiting for me in the meeting room. I'll send him away first and come back to have lunch with you later. What do you want for lunch? I'll ask them to prepare it."

"Sal, untie them." Xie Wei rubbed his forehead against Sal's forehead, his tone gentle but unyielding.

"Yes, my Lord." Although somewhat reluctant, after Xie Wei made it clear that it was not possible, Sal quickly untied those things.

After removing the shackles and corset, Thrall also took off Shevi's robe, but did not remove the accessories on Shevi's body. The corset was not particularly tight, and Thrall loosened it a little, but it still left some marks on Shevi's skin.

When changing Xie Wei's pajamas, Sal kissed the marks carefully. Having been with Xie Wei for a long time, Sal knew that marks of this degree would not cause Xie Wei any pain, but he still patiently comforted his partner for a while.

"This kind of underwear is made with special craftsmanship and it doesn't feel uncomfortable to wear. My little rose, can I ask you not to take them off? I like to decorate you like this and it makes me feel very satisfied." Sal's fingers shuttled through the underwear on Shevi that had no covering function at all and he couldn't let go of caressing his partner.

Xie Wei was almost coaxed to sleep by him, but after hearing what Sal said, he turned over and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Sal leaned over and kissed Xie Wei's round and soft shoulders, and stopped talking. He knew that if Little Rose didn't refuse, it meant she agreed.

Sal left the bedroom only after Xie Wei fell asleep.

Damian arrived at the castle at around eight in the morning. Shevi chatted with him for an hour. Sal sent Shevi back to the bedroom to kill some time. It was less than eleven o'clock when they returned to the meeting room.

The Lord of the Snowfield had no intention of inviting the Imperial Prince to lunch, so Damian only had about an hour to visit.

Damian did not pretend to be close to Shevi like Brett. After all, the Lord of the Snowfield was not someone who could be easily fooled. He openly dressed up the prince sent by the Empire like a little pet and brought him in front of him. This showed that the other party knew that the so-called Imperial Rose was just a false persona.

How could a prince who could be given away be a favored child? It was just to deceive the ignorant common people.

But it is obvious that Sal Pukas is only interested in Shiavi's young and beautiful body, and probably doesn't care about the little beauty's true identity.

After all, it was a huge bargain for the Parasos to get the prince of their empire, even if he was an illegitimate child. What's more, he was such a delicate and fragile little thing, there was nothing to complain about.

Damian only knew that Shiavi was not his biological brother, and his mother seemed to pay a lot of attention to the child, but that attention was not well-intentioned. His grandfather also warned him not to be too curious about the child.

Giving Hutt Island to a married prince and asking her husband to pay taxes is actually not particularly reasonable, and may even be far-fetched.

However, no matter how far-fetched something is, as long as there are enough benefits, you can try to implement it.

Damian believed that there were probably two purposes for trading Hutt Island with the Parasos. The main purpose was to exchange the soon-to-be-abandoned island for a large amount of magic crystals, and to pass on the disaster of Hutt Island to the Parasos. The other purpose might be to make Shiavi fall into a more terrible abyss. He guessed this based on the conversation he overheard before leaving.

His grandfather and his mother said: "If everything goes well, the Parasau people might just execute him. Even if Sal Pucas still covets his beauty and doesn't execute him, he won't favor him anymore. Without the favor of the Lord of the Snowfield, he can't survive in the Far North with his sickly body. As long as he dies, there will be nothing to worry about."

If you think about it, you will know that this he refers to Shiavi.

The young man who was sent to the cold and bitter barbarian territory was inherently weak and vulnerable. During the time he was in the hands of the Parasos, he was probably tortured and ravaged.

At this time, they only need to use coercion and inducement to make him listen to them and lobby the Lord of the Snowfield.

If Shiyavi persuaded the Lord of the Snowfield to take over Hutt Island, and the phantom barrier failed, the Parasos would know that they had been deceived. Given the Lord of the Snowfield's violent temper, he would not easily let Shiyavi go for causing him to lose so many magic crystals.

But now it seems that the Lord of the Snowfield has very limited favor for Shiavi and is not willing to give him so many magic crystals at all.

The Lord of the Snowfield seemed to have no interest in Hutt Island at all, but Damian thought that was only because the current taxes were beyond his acceptable range.

The Paraso people have no shortage of magic crystals. They just need to spend some time mining and they will have endless supply of magic crystals.

Damian didn't completely believe that the Far North Territory's crystal reserves were really less than 300 million, but he didn't think Shiavi would dare to lie to him.

This spring, the amount of grain the Parasau people bought from merchants was more than half less than in previous years. The imperial caravans were unable to enter the snowfield, and the remaining grain merchants did not sell all their grain, which was a bit strange.

The land in the Far North Territory has always been barren, but this year a harvest celebration was held. There were many delicious foods that had never been seen before at the celebration. Sal Pukas also gave a kind of paper to the merchants, and it seemed that he intended to use this paper to trade with the merchants.

Damian didn't think that the people of Paraso could come up with so many cooking methods in just one winter, nor did he think that the people of Paraso could make that kind of snow-white paper. Considering the amount of magic crystal reserves that Xie Wei mentioned, Damian suspected that Sal Pukas had exchanged a large amount of magic crystals for these things through other channels.

This could explain why the reserves of magic crystals in the Far North Territory were so small, but it was unclear who was trading with the Parasos. Damian took note of this and planned to have someone investigate it after returning to the empire.

While Damian was sitting in the meeting room waiting for the Lord of Snowfield, he thought over and over again about how to make the Lord of Snowfield agree to take over Hutt Island and give him more magic crystals.

He didn't have time to wait for Shiavi to slowly grind down the Lord of the Snowfield, so he thought of a few arguments, but was interrupted by the Lord of the Snowfield just as he started.

"If you want to continue the topic of Hutt Island, please don't waste any more time. I have no interest in that island. Shiavi likes it very much, but he is not worth spending so many magic crystals on it, right?" Sal said that it was not worth spending so many magic crystals, but what he thought in his heart was that that amount of magic crystals was not enough for Little Rose.

Damian changed the subject after hearing what he said. He said, "I don't know how Uncle Brett offended you, but I received news a few days ago that Uncle Brett unfortunately passed away on his way back to the Empire."

Sal remained calm and said, "Really? That's so unfortunate. Please accept my condolences."

"..." Not seeing any clues on the Snow Lord's face, Damian continued.

"Please forgive his crime and lift the entry restrictions to the Empire for the sake of his misfortune. After all, the civilians of the Empire are innocent, aren't they?"

"Brett's death does not conflict with his offense against me. I will not forgive him. If I must forgive him, there is a way. As long as the Empire allows the Parassian caravans to enter all your towns within ten years, the entry restriction issue can be resolved quickly."

Thrall spoke the Common Tongue fluently, but Damian had trouble understanding what he was saying.

Let the Parasaurian caravans enter all the towns of the empire within ten years! How greedy!

Damian sneered: "You are such a joke."

"Sir Damian seems dissatisfied with this proposal. How about a change? I can pay you the tax for Hutt Island that you proposed before in four installments, but I don't want Hutt Island. How about letting the Parasau caravans enter the imperial town?" After saying this, Sal said impatiently without waiting for Damian to respond.

"If you are not satisfied with this proposal, then I will offer you 300 million magic crystals in exchange for Hutt Island. 300 million magic crystals in exchange for an island that is of no use to the Parasau people. In addition, forgiving Brett's crime and lifting the entry restrictions will be used to offset the remaining magic crystals from the tax. What do you think, Sir Damian?"

Damian reacted and thought that Thrall's real purpose was to get the Empire to open a trade route for the Parasau people.

He suddenly said that he had returned to Hutt Island just to confuse people, but now he felt that exchanging 300 million magic crystals for Hutt Island was a very cost-effective thing, especially since the Lord of the Snowfield would lift the entry restrictions.