Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

"Fortunately, although this Seris is terribly shrewd, he still has the same weakness that other men can easily break through." Vera could sense the hidden desire in Yofu Ma's eyes.She is confident in her own charm.

The girl made up her mind, and a charming blush appeared on her face.

She stood up and took off the heavy coat on her body, revealing the light and snug silk dress inside.

"Forgive my rudeness, my lord. I came in thick clothes for fear of the cold. Now, the fireplace in the study is too hot."

Youfu Ma did not expect that this young girl, after taking off the heavy restraints, showed a graceful body that made men take a glimpse and needed a cold shower to calm down.

Not to mention the pair of elastic big black rabbits, it is the juicy peach under the slim waist, which is enough to make people think about it.

"My Count, I've heard your story long ago. With your extraordinary eloquence, and with one person's power to bring about peace between the two countries, even the best diplomats have to be humbled by this great cause. I have always hoped to be with you. Let's meet, if we can become more intimate..."

Vera naturally changed from the seat opposite Yofu Ma to his side.

The two men pressed their arms tightly together, feeling each other's body temperature.The petite girl Xiaoniao looked up at Youfu Ma like a human being, with a thin mist in her eyes, and her delicate lips were full of water.

Well, an Italian noblewoman, from the Medici family, and of dark elf blood...

Youfu Ma naturally knew the girl's intentions.However, given the background of the other party, it is not surprising that he is so active and open.If you don't eat the beautiful meat delivered to your door, it would be a waste.

"Dear Vera, it's my honor to have your admiration." Youfu Ma said, hugging her gently, then stroking the girl's flat belly with his hand, slowly moving down.

"You can't do it there, my lord." The girl grabbed the man's hand and panted, "I don't want to sacrifice my purity in such a hasty situation."

Yoof Ma doesn't think she's telling the truth.But this kind of thing is comfortable only if you love me, and he doesn't want to force the other party, so let's just believe it.

Seeing Youfu Ma withdraw her hand, Vera stood up winking like silk, knelt between his legs, and said in a voice as intoxicating as wine: "Thank you for your understanding, my lord. I will serve with all my heart."

Chapter 82 Cloning

"Straight flush, I won." An Wen showed the card in her hand.With the frustrated sigh of the maid opposite, she took the three desserts as chips into her bowl.

Another maid looked at the wooden bowls of snacks piled up in front of Joan of Arc and Miss Elf, and a sense of powerlessness came to her heart.

One has the blessings of the Seven Sages and strong intuition, and the other is very keen in observation, able to judge whether the hand is good or bad through the licensee's expressions, movements, and breathing rhythm.

Playing a game called Texas Hold'em with the two of them is almost impossible to win.

Now, An Wen is gradually getting used to human life.Although the dirty and crowded environment in the city made her unhappy, although Yoof Ma and his lover often made some depraved noises, she could not sleep.But compared with the pure and natural traditional elf life, this kind of life full of fireworks also has a unique attraction.

At least, the game of poker invented by the Seris is fun and the food is good.

At this time, there was a sudden vibration in the pocket of the elf girl.

She took out an oak leaf made of mithril, and her expression changed slightly: "Excuse me, girls, I have something to leave."

She took out a sugar-coated grape from the bowl, threw it into her mouth, and pushed the spoils she had won in front of the maids: "Give it to you."

The two maids suddenly smiled happily.

These fruits, which are carefully cultivated by Druids and can be harvested in winter, are paired with expensive sugar, and they are a few sous in one bite!Two girls from a small noble family, where have they eaten such luxurious food.

Leaving the words praising her generosity in the room, An Wen said goodbye and left.She walked to the no-man's corner, activated the oak leaf with magic, and the message from Sherwood Forest entered her mind immediately.

"...This is good news, I have to tell Yofu Ma quickly."

An Wen came to the study and saw that the door was closed. She was about to knock when she heard a strange sound from inside.

It's like licking something deliciously.

Just when An Wen was puzzled, the woman's coquettish panting and the man's increasingly heavier breathing reached her ears.

The elf girl who often "accidentally" sees Yofu Ma's manuscripts suddenly realizes what's going on inside.

She spat in a low voice and wanted to leave, but felt her legs were sore, and a dry heat surged from her lower abdomen.

……

"My lord, this is my first time serving, are you satisfied?"

"Yes, but if I can go further, I will be more satisfied."

"Sir, we still have many opportunities in the future." The girl smiled tenderly, "I hope you can keep your promise."

"Of course. I'll support the Medici family at the third-level meeting. Well, besides, I'm forming a company. Would the Medici family be interested in joining?"

The elf girl who was caught in the crimson reverie, heard the conversation in the study, and then came back to her senses.She quickly patted her red face to calm herself down.

After a while, An Wen knocked on the door.

"Come in." Yofu Ma's voice came from inside.

She pushed in the door, saw Vera salute Ma Youfu, and left.

When the two passed by, she heard a whisper from the dark elf girl: "The taste is very good, I wonder if you have the guts to taste it."

This fiery provocation made An Wen angry, but she didn't know how to refute it, so she could only glared at the other party.She came to Yofu Ma, looked at the man's relaxed face, and said sternly: "My lord, my grandfather sent another message, he knows how to kill that Viking."

According to the information passed on by Youfu Ma, Oron Yexing kept rummaging through the old papers of the elves, and found useful information from a biography of a mage.

This evil mage active in the fourth era is the chosen one of the evil sun gods.He invented a technique, which can be called "cloning", which perfectly replicates the caster's body.

The body that can be manufactured indefinitely, coupled with the magic that can transfer the soul, can make the mage have infinite life.

Of course, this "eternal life" is not perfect.

Not to mention the many flaws and sequelae, the process of "soul transfer" at the time of death alone can be easily deciphered.

The end of the evil mage was that when he was besieged by dozens of enemies, he was hit by the soul anchoring spell, and the soul could not escape from the dying body, and finally ushered in the eternal end.

What happened to that Viking leader was almost the same as the "soul transfer" process.In the next battle, as long as his soul is locked in his body, he can kill him completely.

"Grandpa is making the soul-fixing arrow, and I need to go back." An Wen said, "However, we Sherwood elves have a condition. You must agree to give the soul-fixing arrow to you."

"please say."

"If you capture an elves during the battle with the English army, please hand them over to us."

"No problem." Youfu Ma readily agreed.

The safety of Joan of Arc is of course the first priority, nothing else is a problem.

Seeing Yofu Ma nod, An Wen bowed and said, "Excuse me, my lord."

"Let's go now? Why don't you take a night's rest, recharge your energy, and leave tomorrow morning." Youfu Ma is very concerned about the health of his subordinates and doesn't want to be a Ma Fubao in another world.

A night's rest will only make it hard to sleep with the noise of you and Margaret!

The elf girl glared at Yofu Ma in embarrassment and turned to leave.

……

In a blink of an eye, the next day came.

The only building in Troissy, which was almost razed to the ground by fire, was the Town Hall on Alexander Israel Square.

This Renaissance-style stone building is the pride of the city and a symbol of emerging capital power showing its power to the feudal aristocracy.

Dressed in monk robes, the priests looked simple and calm.

With swords and round hoods, colorful nobles.

The color of the clothes is more calm, but everyone is a big businessman with jewels.

The three classes who attended the third-level meeting walked into the city hall one after another, found the area delineated by their respective identities in the meeting hall, and sat down one by one.

As the most powerful businessman in Troyes, Francesco brought his daughter to the meeting, and no one raised any objections.

Today, Vera is wearing a long dress with black stripes on a blue background and a thick cloak with thick gold thread and fur.

Greeting various characters along the way, the father and daughter came to the first row and sat down.

"Father, guess how many of the men we met just now want to call you father-in-law?" Vera was obviously very proud of her charm.

"I guess it's all." Francesco laughed. "No one can resist the charm of my daughter. Not even that Seris. I didn't expect you to be able to convince him."

In a sense, it is indeed "persuasion".

Vera blushed slightly.Fortunately, her complexion concealed her mood swings, and she was not seen as abnormal.

Chapter 83 Lost hundreds of millions

Of course, the girl would not tell her father everything that happened in the study that day.She just told Francesco that Mayouf agreed to the proposal of the Medici family and would not support the Count of Troyes in the tertiary council.

In addition, he also invited the Medici family - to be precise, the branch of Francesco, to join the North France Trading Company.

Yoof Ma also promises Vera to find her sister Valentina together.Of course, this was a private agreement between the two and had nothing to do with the Medici family, so Vera didn't tell her father.

She had a hunch that if she really found Valentina and her father knew the news, she would definitely stop her from taking revenge on her sister.

More and more people gathered in the conference hall.Finally, the protagonist of this three-level meeting - at least what most people think, the Count of Troyes, arrived at the scene.

The Earl sat in the middle seat with a grimacing face, and was greeted by a mix of boos and jeers.

In stark contrast, it is Yofu Ma.As soon as he appeared, he was warmly welcomed.First there were enthusiastic compliments, and then the crowd rose up one after another to give him thunderous applause.

Perhaps, this is the ability of banknotes.

By actively donating to disaster relief, Yoof Ma has won the love of the people of Troyes.

"Well, I don't know who is the master of this territory." The Count of Troyes sighed.

However, when Youfu Ma came to sit beside him, he could only show his best attitude and asked flatteringly: "Lord Count of Rouen, do I really have to compromise with these greedy and cunning pariahs? I have four The son and six daughters, even if they are sitting in the champagne market, they can only maintain the most basic noble life, and if the income drops, the family may fall apart."

The most basic aristocratic life?

It means that he has seven mistresses, twelve illegitimate children, hunts twice a month, and must make sugar sculptures to show off his wealth when holding banquets. The family has collected ten Gothic ceremonial plates from Nuremberg, and there are five The basic aristocratic life of an Arabian warhorse?

Youf Ma sneered in his heart, but did not expose the Count of Troyes.

"Don't worry, Eduval. When we provide a stable business environment, even if you don't increase taxes, your income will only increase. And there are dividends from the company, and life will definitely get better and better."

The Count of Troyes did not have much hope for Youf Ma's vision.How this "North France Trading Company" made a profit has no charter at all.

However, he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction with Yofu Ma, so he could only laugh twice and stop talking.

After a while, the three-level meeting was officially held.

First, the first class, the representatives of the priests, the priests of the Church of Saint-Rémy came to the podium and made a passionate speech, calling on everyone to donate generously to help the victims and raise funds for the reconstruction of the city.

No matter how corrupt and depraved in private, at least on the surface, the priests still maintain their due respect and set a moral standard for everyone.

However, although the priests were also very wealthy, they were nothing compared to the nobles and merchants.They collected a total of [-] livres, which was barely enough for tens of thousands of victims to spend a month.

Then came the second class, the representative of the nobility, the mage who once served the Count of Troyes, Gosselin.

This thin man, with a few very conspicuous plasters on his face, was ridiculed by the people in the venue as soon as he stepped onto the stage."You were beaten by your wife again", "You should get a divorce if you are a man", "You should go home and bring your children and ask Mrs. Jishang to attend the third-level meeting", and so on, one after another, and the whole venue was filled with a happy air.