Before Mother Frith could finish speaking, Downton reached out, grabbed her right breast, and squeezed it hard. Then, the moment she screamed out in surprise, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The other mistresses were all stunned. You must know that even if Downton is a servant of God, he is just a scepter, while Fris is at the legendary level and can kill him with a wave of his hand.
"You are absolutely crazy, how dare you disrespect your mistress!"
Mother Deaver screamed, trying to arouse everyone's hatred and hatred and deprive Downton of his identity.
"Hmph, I'm just here to test your will and belief on behalf of the Queen of Gods. Now it seems that I'm very disappointed." Downton snorted coldly, but did not let go of Mother Frith.
The mistress was silent. They discovered that Downton's lip had been bitten by Fris. Although the mistress was ashamed and angry, she actually did not act excessively.
"Tsk, I didn't expect Friss to have such a hobby!"
Matron Baenre joked to ease the atmosphere. In fact, she knew that it was due to the explosion of power in Downton's left eye. In addition to exerting natural soul pressure on the drow, it also had a fatal attraction for them.
The drow's faith and power come from the Queen Rose, and Downton swallowed a ray of her will. Strictly speaking, he is equivalent to the incarnation of the Queen's will, and is the spokesperson of the Queen on earth. He has no huge influence on them.
The attraction is strange.
"you……"
Mother Frith finally recovered from the feeling that made her body tingle. Just when she was about to explode, Downton lowered her head and kissed her again.
This time, Downton moved his hands up and down, caressing his mistress's plump buttocks, and pressed her tightly against him.
"嘤咛!"
The mistress groaned. Then she wrapped herself around Downton and took the initiative. She responded enthusiastically.
"That's enough, do you want to have sex here?"
Mistress Ban Rui looked bad and yelled.
Friss reluctantly let go of Downton. Between their separated lips, there was a silver thread of saliva, which looked very lewd.
Downton's expression remained unchanged, but he was actually cursing 'I am Emperor Polo' in his heart. He had originally planned to use the name of the Queen of Gods to threaten these mistresses with the use of bed attendants to achieve his goal.
In his opinion, the eight mistresses were legends and had high status, so they would definitely not accept this approach, but he obviously underestimated the moral integrity of the mistresses.
"Very well, I will pay you three billion gold coins, but you must..."
Mistress Frese was leaning against his chest, her right hand was drawing circles on his lower abdomen, with a flattering look on her face. She was having fun with the God Queen's servant, and she would surely be appreciated by the God Queen.
"What do you think a servant of God is? A man's favorite?"
Downton asked angrily. Among the eight mistresses, Fris had a relatively weak character, so he dared to fight like this, but he didn't expect that she would make a fuss and be extremely difficult to deal with.
The mistresses curled their lips and thought about how to get Downton into bed. Although they could not extract his life energy because of his status as a servant of God, in addition to enjoyment, they could also get more divine favors in the future by pleasing the Queen through him.
.As for chastity, Zhuoer has no concept of it at all.
"I can provide up to 1.5 billion supplies."
Seeing that several matrons no longer persisted, Mistress Deaver cut in half and raised her own bottom line.
"At least five billion gold coins can show your loyalty to the Queen!" Downton snorted coldly, "There are too many families below, and some of them are mistresses who want to replace you."
"You threaten me?"
Mother Deaver yelled.
"It's not a threat, it's just to eliminate those who are not firm in their faith. You are in a high position and have forgotten to be reverent. You have forgotten that these honors were brought to you by the Queen of Gods!"
Downton spoke bluntly, his cold eyes sweeping over everyone.
"you……"
Mother Deaver would be furious. If she offered a sacrifice worth five billion gold coins to the Queen of God, she would not blink an eye. But if it were given to a servant of God, who knows what this guy would do with the money?
What?
Downton has been corrupted and is absolutely loyal to the Queen. Mother Deaver is worried that he will form an alliance with other matrons and then use his own money to deal with her. After all, there are conflicts between the two parties.
"do not talk!"
Matron Henet, who was helping the Deaver family, spoke up. Half of them had already switched sides, so what was the use of persisting? The top priority now was how to deploy people, win Downton's favor, and pave the way for the future.
No one objected, but the negotiation did not end directly. Downton finally understood the power of the mistress. She was worthy of being the person who brought the family to the top. She must get a return even if it is just a little money.
The final result was that Downton received a total of 19 billion gold coins and supplies. Looking at the final figures, he was deeply shocked and felt that he was very unsuitable for negotiation.
"Just be content. If these mistresses hadn't all had their own agendas, you wouldn't even have gotten these."
Is the mistress so easy to deal with? Homer thinks that this gain is already very good!
"I would like to ask, how do you plan to invade the surface of the earth?"
Malice asked a question that everyone was most concerned about.
"Of course I will use Sissi's love for me and use dark secrets to make her completely obsessed with me. If I become the prince of the Lombard Empire and have great power, it will be much easier for me to do things."
Downton talks eloquently.
The matrons nodded when they heard this. Downton's handsomeness didn't need to be said. The information they received also said that Bavarian Rose was chasing him. If more efforts were made, this plan might actually be implemented.
"No matter what, I will convince Sissi to open the trade zone as soon as possible and try my best to open up trade routes with the underground. I need you to accumulate strength like crazy. Once the time is right, we will head to the surface!"
Downton sounded excited, like a fanatical believer who wanted to expand the territory of the God Queen.
Mistresses such as Malice and Frith, who had no surface business, were happy and asked for details. Mistress Baenre frowned. You must know that 70% of the underground and surface trade is now in her hands. Downton is so
If you do it, it will cut off her income.
"Mother Baenre, how much money can you make from smuggling? We are also facing the crisis of the drow being captured by slave groups. Why not open the trade zone and hire dwarves to let those humans come to us to sell goods?"
Downton looked at Ban Rui, "You are also a wise mistress. Don't you know that creatures like businessmen will become active with 20% profit. If they have 50% profit, they will become active."
They will take desperate risks, they will dare to trample all laws when they have a 100% profit, and they will risk being hanged when they have a 300% profit. Why not open the door and wait for them to send money to you?"
"That's great!"
Malice and Frese were the first to applaud, and the other matrons also nodded frequently.
"Hmph, don't forget the racial conflicts. Drow will never identify with other races!"
Mistress Banrui snorted coldly.
"So we need publicity, as long as we persist for a period of time. Trade will make the drow civilians rich, and they will temporarily forget about racial conflicts. No one in this world likes poverty."
Downton replied.
"Then, coexist with humans?"
Mistress Banre laughed sarcastically.
"You have forgotten one thing. As long as there is race, racial conflicts will never disappear. As long as there is a slight provocation, those hatreds will be incited. What we have to do is to accumulate enough wealth to start a war.
Just light the fuse again."
Downton talked eloquently without getting stuck, which made several mistresses have to admit that this guy is very charming, and the Queen of Gods really had a deep meaning in choosing him.
"Tsk. If Twilight hadn't taken action personally, I would have suspected that Downton was still a corrupted servant of the evil god. This plan is very insidious!"
"Hmph. Be careful when playing with fire**."
Homer was very worried. Playing tricks with the drow who were good at playing tricks was just trying to gain the skin of a tiger. "What if they really invade the surface? No, the underground race has been coveting it for tens of thousands of years and will definitely launch a war of aggression."
"
"Do you think I don't know?"
"Huh? Then you are still encouraging them? To increase their strength?"
Hearing Downton's answer, the Cheap God was stunned.
"When trade begins, they are not the only ones who benefit? Besides dumping and anti-infringement, there are too many things that can be done in commercial activities."
Downton recalled the economic knowledge he had seen in his dream, and explained to the two of them, "Besides, invasion is aggression. As my servant of God, the Western Region will never be the first target. There are many people who can withstand thunder.
, and I am accumulating wealth in trade to expand my army and conquer!"
"You have such a dark heart!"
Cheap god evaluation.
"Hmph, I killed Dupont, Schürrle, Tiger Woods, not to mention that loser from the Rhine Empire. Do you think these three major families will let me go? I have no way out now, I can only increase my strength crazily.
, only then are you qualified to compete with them."
Downton clenched his fists, "Even if I can't defeat them and want to kill me, I will try my best to make them shed one more drop of blood."
The eight matrons were convinced by this statement, and even abandoned Downton, began to consider the feasibility of the plan, and improved it. In the end, they even began to argue about the share that each family received in the trade area.
"I feel like you unleashed a tiger!"
Homer was very worried. As a learned man, he actually didn't want to see the lives of people in ruins.
"Don't worry. In this world, war is the main theme, and peace is just an intermission period of war."
Downton's expression was calm, "Besides, once trade is open, we can also carry out cultural invasion. The bigger reason for the occurrence of racial conflicts is that there is no communication and understanding. If we meet, we will kill each other. It would be strange if we don't become mortal enemies.
Now, I am giving both parties a chance to sit down and get to know each other!"
"Forget it, just ensure our interests."
Homer no longer cares about these things. Downton has provoked too many enemies. He may have been killed before the drow invade the surface.
Downton returned to the hotel with satisfaction. In the next few days, he began to accept supplies and gold coins from the eight major families. After all, he controlled the surface trade. The eight matrons were worried about their respective shares, so they were quite active this time.
Not only give away gold coins, but also give away people.
"There must be spies among these drow!"
Sissi commented that Hutao, who was standing aside, opened his eyes with his hands, trying to find the bad guy. (To be continued...)
