Master Lich's Knight Steward

With a seductive voice, someone is sexually exalted.

"The study room is fine too. The book says it's one of the best options for fun."

"...Ahem, this is an advanced class, but I have no objection. Let's take off our clothes first..."

Swish──

"Hey! Don't tear your expensive clothes!" A tornado knocked someone into the air.

"This... this is also fun..."

Even if he wanted to vomit blood, he didn't admit that he was too impatient to become a Fauvist. Ludwig felt that he had been abstinent for more than half a year, and it was reasonable for him to be impulsive.

"No taste that would waste money is allowed."

"...Okay, let's start again."

……

"Partial congestion, volume changes, the special sponge body of human males is really interesting, why does it react when I touch your neck and chest?" The lich found a living naked man to be a good material for research.

"Woo... um! Master, it's like this everywhere you touch it now... There will be a special reaction when you touch the body... Ha..." It's going crazy, why the teacher donated his body as a demonstration model, it's the other way around .

"Oh?...Ah!" The lich, who squatted down to study carefully, raised her head in displeasure, her beautiful face was sprayed with some kind of white thick liquid...

Ludwig felt a string snap in his brain.

"Master, I'm sorry."

He jumped on it.

Autumn, the symbol of harvest, has finally arrived.

It took the Lich a whole week to collect all the plants that needed to be processed, appreciating his harvest in the past year with golden eyes.

"Louis, have you estimated the total price? Are you going to sell it at St. Ceylon this time?"

Because these special products have already gained a reputation, and this time the output is relatively large, the city of Mecca, which is the closest to the villa, must not be able to eat it, but the imperial capital, which is most likely to attract the attention of various forces, is not a good choice... Struggling.

"I'm not well yet, wait a minute..." The handsome housekeeper was pointing at the abacus with an orchid.

"It's been a month, how long are you going to be weird?"

The black-haired Lich writhed uncomfortably. In all fairness, he preferred to listen to his servant's slightly hoarse sexy baritone voice rather than choking his throat.

"If you push that kick a little harder, I'm afraid I'll have to talk like this for the rest of my life."

Ludwig, who finally recovered his normal tone, shrugged. In fact, he was not very angry, at most he was a little disappointed—he really jumped into the Styx because he was thrown back into purgatory because he raped his soul master for a while. I can't wash it off.

"You asked for it, and it's not impossible to fix it..." The more he spoke, the more he read some books, the more he understood why a certain person went crazy that day, and the lich who played with fire felt a little guilty.

"But have you thought about it? After all, this body is only for temporary use, and it will still be transformed into an undead creature after returning."...Although he himself is quite reluctant, but magic is much more important than appearance, so recently the sensory department is getting tired of looking at it. It is a cautious reminder to those who start to read the girl's romance.

"I belong to you, the fire of your soul is higher than all light and darkness in the world." Ludwig solemnly repeated his oath, and then a sly smile appeared on his handsome face: "Of course your sweet body is also Attract me, since one day I will throw it away, how about enjoying it now?"

"...Go to hell!" The lich looked away, but at least he used a spell mixed with ice and water instead of expressing his anger directly with a kick.

"Hehe, wait until I finish the accounts, my young master." The gray-haired butler who turned into the most handsome drowned chicken was in a great mood, his eyes as blue as the highest part of the sky narrowed like a fox.

It seemed that his dear master was not very strong-willed in this respect.

Since you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, let's be a little aggressive and wait for the time to come...

"At least 20, we can have an account in Continental Bank." Ludwig declared with satisfaction.Since the last prosperous period before the demons invaded, having an account in the Continental Bank jointly opened by the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Law is a necessary passport to enter the upper class.

It’s not like the Demeyers who generally believe in the creation god Angora or the god of war Mars, how much they respect the greedy Phobos or the fair and rigid Lavald, but as a high-class person who frequently makes tens of thousands of transactions, you don’t Probably always walking around with a sack of gold coins on his shoulder.

"The person who opened the account should use Lawrence Eisen Willinghildr." The lich was carefully stroking a moon lotus with magic power, so that this sensitive plant could perfectly show its mature posture.

"Wait?" The Continental Bank does keep each account secret, but facing a state machine that is intertwined with the Temple of Light, the identity of an ordinary account owner is really worthless to guard to the death.

"I want to experience the intrigues of the upper class for myself. There is no need to put the ready-made materials out of date." The Lich blinked at his doubtful knight. Anyway, if he couldn't escape, he would be targeted by the forces of the imperial capital, so it would be better to be upright.

"As you wish, as long as the money is not spent before it's warmed up."

Because the beloved sword was still buried in the potato field, Ludwig unconsciously reminded it—it wasn’t him who decided to photograph it at the time anyway, the potato knight who was used to casually using sticks of firewood as a weapon had a heartless thought.

"?" The Lich looked at him with a blank, almost innocent look.

"Continental Bank's minimum standard for maintaining an account is fifty thousand in cash." Ludwig recalled that the family's fragments of the gods said that Phobos was a second-born god. He bet that this guy was a vampire before he picked up the magic fire. .

"Oh, this one. It's okay, I've already found a good way to make a lot of money," the Lich smiled sweetly, and pulled out a vulgar book from under the table with beautiful girls with gold coins and precious stones and arrogant men holding cards on the cover. He shook his head: "As long as you have the first pot of gold, it won't be a problem in the future."

gamble! ?

Poor Ludwig felt that his brain was knotted, and thankfully, his tongue was also knotted and the question in his head was not let out.Otherwise, the crime of questioning the calculation ability of a top mage is very serious!

Still entrusting the auction of the marvelous magical plants in the name of the mysterious alchemist Hilburton, the master and servant of Claus Manor, who stopped hanging around in the auction house to save their wallets from shrinking, carried their bulging bags. The purse went straight to Hongguang Avenue, the most prosperous and most decadent neighborhood in the imperial capital of St. Ceylon.

This time, the Lich didn't hide at all, the gorgeous Lawrence.Eisen.Little Master Willinghilde finally sees the light of day again.

Their goal this time was to be as aggressive as possible and to attract everyone's attention.So the lich's dress is described by Ludwig with subtle jealousy, it is a luxurious golden peacock covered with jewels!

Of course, this kind of dressing up is the upstart outfit, which is extremely suitable for Master Lawrence, who is the core of the lich. His snow-white skin, long golden hair, and the rare beauty inherited from Princess Alice are a little more plain. Dressing is simply an insult to this natural beauty.

So, someone's jealousy is entirely aimed at the lucky one in the Rainbow District, who has eyes full of visual feasts. He has already begun to miss the time when his master kept a low profile...

After stepping into the Las Vegas Club, the most luxurious and expensive casino in the Hongguang District, Ludwig immediately understood the meaning of Lawrence's dressing like this—he obviously did not have club membership, did not reveal his identity, and did not even exchange a large amount of chips. But the service desk manager of the club directly invited them to the VIP room upstairs.

"You are simply a goddess in miniature clothing!"

The obese man who originally didn't recognize anything except the amount of money bowed obsequiously, and forced out a respectful smile of admiration and longing on his face.

"I'm just afraid that putting us in the hall will disturb the order, and I'm also afraid that if I hook up a powerful Kaizi, I will retaliate..." Young Master Lich analyzed his knight attendants in a low voice. The third-rate popular books in the silver coin have brought together a lot of truths in the world.

"If he knows that you came from Li Resheng to tear him down, I'm afraid the goddess will be replaced by a banshee." Although I don't know if the lich has a strong gender consciousness, the vile attendant doesn't mind reminding him with an accent.

"Don't worry, I'll let him call me a devil without hesitation."

The beautiful Master Lawrence said with a smile that he would not be as knowledgeable as a narrow-minded knight. Although he was equally dissatisfied with the behavior of a certain pig coveting his collection, the lich in human clothes has a big heart—well, just before the appointment Just add two zeros after the profit amount!

The lich's plan is actually quite simple.

Relying on her beauty, luxurious attire and her own imposing manner, she successfully breaks into the entertainment circle of the aristocrats, and while attracting attention, she loses a lot and makes a lot of money.

Nobles with status are not like casinos who will directly do troublesome things that "can't afford to lose", so that the lich can smoothly bring the harvest home, and then let the itchy nobles slowly find out his identity as an important Back to the foreshadowing of the Willinghild family.

So simple and uninspiring, but so effective.

In fact, their plan to kill two birds with one stone went very smoothly, even a little too smoothly──

He hooked the enemy directly.

That night, the lich won every number on the bank crystal card and gave it to him as a gift of two exquisite villas near the imperial capital. He is the most beloved and proudest eldest son of the Duke of Osborne──

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