Chapter 581 Light Chapter 5329D2: Choosing a concubine

Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 581 Light Chapter 53.29-D2: Choosing a Concubine

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After experiments, the effect of "Iron Queen" is very practical. For example, when Alyssa's wrist guards were levitated, the whole person was paralyzed and suspended, unable to break free on her own; for example, when the quill moved by itself, Fumei was very happy. Just jump, and now it becomes voice input directly; for example, ordering an ordinary one-handed sword to follow you, neither far nor near, like a bodyguard that never rests.

The triggering distance is similar to that of most spells. There is no limit to the number of triggers each time. The pair of metal bracers are activated at the same time. It is a bit troublesome to maintain. If too many are activated, it will occupy Chitilati's concentration.

"This..." Annette stretched out her hand and touched the flying sword floating around you. The latter gently avoided her fingers, "It's amazing to get the activated weapon so easily."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chitilati covered her face shyly. With a bang, Alyssa fell to the ground from half a meter in the air. Tong En silently wrote down the note - the mood swings were significantly increased, or he was worried about the situation. Maintaining concentration has an impact.

After receiving the praise, Chitilati became out of control. She began to command a mop to wipe the floor by herself. The mop had no metal products except three nails. It would be impossible to let the three activated nails work together to perform the task of mopping the floor. It would be too relaxed; the candlesticks on the counter began to jump around, probably dancing; she ran out excitedly, and soon screams were heard in the town... The rails were erected one after another and lined up. The team moved out of the town, and it was a bit scary.

Before you even reached the castle, the flying sword responsible for guarding fell to the ground with a clatter and stopped moving.

Annette held her forehead and asked worriedly: "She will gradually become more proficient, right?"

"Didn't I promise another bottle of humanization potion? Higher intelligence means higher concentration and more simultaneous activations." Hathaway adjusted her glasses and sighed, "Now we are not worried about getting new ones. When I was playing with the toy steel golem, I was worried about whether there would be trouble during the concubine selection process." She muttered in a low voice, but she really couldn't control it this time.

Choosing a concubine?

oh.

When you return to your room, young and beautiful beauties of all kinds are neatly lined up in two rows, and they say to you in unison with smiles on their faces:

"I wish the noble Lord Viscount a long and healthy life~!"

A dozen delicate oriole sounds merged into one sound, echoing to the point of overflowing in the room, like a choir in a temple, like the sound of spring. If there really is such a magical power in the universe, it can make people feel exhausted physically and mentally. And if it is empty, it must be the power of beauty. Just standing in this space can bathe in the fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The facial features of the beauties of the human race all have a slightly exotic look, and they look particularly gorgeous. The other half are of the demi-human race, and they seem to be your private team, fully aware of your preferences.

but,

It's very sudden. What's going on now? Although I probably understand it, I really hope someone can explain it.

Hathaway handed a thick stack of personnel information into your hands: "On the way here, we have preliminarily checked the possibility of spies. The first thing we did after arriving was to let Moyash and Elizabeth take a look at the identity information. Safety can be guaranteed. They are all rescued slaves. They all grew up in the sand country. They are all homeless. Those who have a place to go have been liberated on the spot. In front of you, they all voluntarily follow and become your lover. The liberated slaves of employees, so be sure to pay them your wages on time and take vacations." After sighing in despair, Hathaway added, "Save as little as possible."

Annette saluted you and said: "Then, let me conduct the questioning and treat it as an interview. There are a lot of people. Please be patient, President."

Fourteen people!

You secretly glanced at Hathaway's expression. Needless to say, if you choose too many concubines, she will definitely kill her. Don't forget, you just collected a headless meat block, a slime, and haven't poured any medicine yet.

of tree trunk.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, Lord...President!" A woman who seemed to have seen you somewhere ran into your room in a panic, and then stood respectfully behind you. It took you a long time to remember.

, Clementine Walter, who holds the position of royal merchant, was called to give valuations to the freed slaves.

A, human, 22 years old. Black street receptionist level 7, inferior bard level 4. Absolutely neutral.

"Have you received any professional training?"

"I can regain my energy at night. I have learned to read and write but I still need to learn the Kingdom script again. I dance in the nightclub."

"What were your expectations?"

"Marry a good man. I heard that slavery was abolished in the Kingdom a few years ago. I hope that the work salary can be more than 1 gold per week, half a day off, and wine and meat for the leftovers. I have no physical strength, but my work attitude has always been very positive

initiative."

You looked down at the personnel information. There was a small note written by Hathaway on it: "Moyash confirmed that she has thin succubus blood. When she learned that the kingdom's warlocks did not have abyss blood heritage, she changed her story and did not mention that she was a warlock."

B, dark elf, about 22 years old as a human. Cemetery guard level 7, lesser priest level 4. Evil and lawful.

"How long have you been living with humans in Saudi Arabia?"

"I have been in charge of the cemetery since I was 50 years old, so I can't speak Dark Elf language and have not been influenced by related customs. I have been responsible for working in the cemetery since I was 50 years old, and I have learned some knowledge about Dark Priest magic and rituals."

"What were your expectations?"

"Continue to work in the cemetery in your territory. As a dark elf, I can adapt to the night shift, my mind is more stable than humans, and my spell casting ability is better. Although I don't have much strength, it is not a problem to dig a grave and transport the corpse. The kingdom will not

Execution of freed slaves who have jobs?"

Small print note: "Elizabeth confirmed that this woman never mentioned that she had worked in the Vatican dungeons after learning that dissection of corpses and human experiments were prohibited in the kingdom."

C, human, 22 years old. Ranger level 7. Neutral chaos.

"May I ask how you usually hunt?"

"I lurk under the sand and shoot arrows near the oasis. I am the best hunter in the village. If I am lucky, I can hunt deer. My brother was drafted away, and only my father who is in poor health is left in the family. The debts owed can only be paid by

I have to sell myself to pay it back. There is no time limit for slavery in Saudi Arabia, and I will never be able to go home."

"What were your expectations?"

"I am very good at mediating conflicts between neighbors in the village, and I have many female friends. If you can give me the position of chief maid, I can effectively assist you, madam, in stabilizing the lord's harem."

Notes: "A woman who is very good at observing people's emotions and is smart and strong. She has learned etiquette and fought underground wrestling. Her mind is full of thinking about how to obtain more benefits in a limited situation. She is very ambitious."

D, halfling, about 14 years old as a human. None. Good and lawful.

"How did you become...?"

"The power has destroyed my family and my family due to persecution. I have changed hands three times because I didn't work hard..."

"What were your expectations?"

"No... I don't know why I came here. I just know that I have to keep a sweet smile at all times, otherwise I will get beaten."

Note: "The heart seal is serious, and reading the voice is not smooth. She is the daughter of a halfling baron family. When she was very young, she was involved in the political struggle of the human nobles in a neighboring town. The physical injury is easy to heal, but the mental injury is not easy.

.Attention, there is one year difference, this is a minor."

E, human, 14 years old. Magazine writer level 7, lesser rogue level 4. Neutral chaotic.

"May I ask what exactly you were doing before?"

"Distribute leaflets and write tabloids. Every time I publish a small section, I will be responsible for it. Inquiring about information is also one of my jobs. The boss was arrested, and I was lucky enough to be rescued by adventurers just after being imprisoned.

Yes, hehe. I definitely can’t go back to my hometown. Marrying a noble man seems to be a good idea. I think I can continue to publish newspapers when I don’t have to sleep with him during the day, right?"

"What were your expectations?"

"I heard that the kingdom's entertainment readers and small newspapers are much more tolerant than Saudi Arabia. I should be able to write more outrageous gossip."

Note: "A wanted criminal with a 500-gold reward in Saudi Arabia. She assassinated two people, framed three barons, and had five anti-Government militants. She once swallowed a magic item that disguised her personal information. Her actual level should be Elite Rogue 11.

Level. He was arrested because he was betrayed by a store owner while buying medicine on the underworld. This person hates all nobles and will not be loyal."

F, Tauren, about 14 years old as a human. None of them. Good and lawful.

"May I ask how you got here?"

“I was born on a pasture and was rescued just as I was about to be transferred to another pasture as a dedicated cow for milk and calf production.”

"What were your expectations?"

"I miss my mother, but I still won't go back."

Note: "Malnutrition and depression have caused baldness on the back of the neck and buttocks. I am very strong but not suitable for fighting. I cannot produce milk."

G, human, 16 years old. Elite level 14 arcane knight inherited from the blood of the abyss. Evil and lawful.

"Excuse me, are those on your head the devil's horns?"

"Yes, as the spellcasting ability continues to improve, a little bit of demonic characteristics appear, and the tail also grows a little. I'm afraid it won't be able to grow wings."

"What were your expectations?"

"Fuck with Sister Elizabeth. I don't mind being cannon fodder, but I do mind being an outcast."

Note: "A frequent winner of mid-level competitions in his hometown's underworld arena, it's worth mentioning that he lost four times but survived all of them, which is very impressive. What's even more amazing is that he escaped from prison once and killed more than a dozen guards.

It ended in failure, but in the end he survived."

H, changeling, 16 years old. Elite holy warrior 14th level. Good and lawful.

"Excuse me, are these tattoos on your face a curse?"

"Yes, this is proof of my depravity. I was originally an evil warrior, and I became enlightened after being arrested by the Holy See."

"What were your expectations?"

“I am devoted to God and good, and I firmly walk on the path of a believer.”

Note: "A frequent winner in other arenas. After being subjected to extremely cruel torture in the Vatican dungeon, she turned to good deeds under the coercion of spells all over her body. Her heartache is unforgettable, and she may never be able to change again in her lifetime."

I, human, 16 years old. Saudi military advisor is level 7, elite mage is level 14. Neutral and lawful.

"May I ask why you are so young..."

"Are you going to be a deserter? No one paid attention to the strategy I proposed! I have no intention of committing myself to a small battlefield. My general is a 100% pure pig head and doesn't know what tactics are! It's bad luck. When I was arrested, the two countries

The war hasn’t started yet.”

"Your period..."

"As long as they can fight, the Viscount should have a lot of soldiers, right? I heard that the upper limit of the number should be about three hundred."
To be continued...