[West Fantasy] The noble lady who was divorced became rich

Chapter 55

The accident on the viewing platform did not stop the execution ceremony. Even after a brief "panic", Mariana only sent people to transport the remains of the regent and the Earl of Kent away, and then asked people to deal with the blood on the viewing platform.

Those nobles who were pale from fright suddenly realized how fragile their lives were in front of Mariana, and even some nervous nobles began to doubt their former allies, worrying that they would be stabbed like the regent at any time Make a knife.

Ever since, after the episode on the observation platform, the nobles took advantage of the fact that two seats were reduced on the observation platform, and directly opened up the distance between people.

They were like defenseless people who were worried that they would be infected with the virus. Their beady eyes wandered back and forth between their companions and Marianne, who was deciding whether to live or die, and they had no intention of watching the tragic situation on the execution ground.

"Your Highness, members of the Wilson family intend to plead guilty to you and explain what the Earl of Kent did on the execution ground." After receiving the news, Astaros whispered a few words to Mariana, who also just He nodded casually, and then rejected the Wilson family's eager request for a meeting: "Before the established reality, I don't want to hear those useless explanations."

Astaros stared at Mariana's profile, and the shadows of the two merged together on the ground.

"But you can tell the Wilson family, let them think about what price they have to pay to settle this matter." Mariana directly forgot her agreement with the Earl of Kent, and Astaros sighed. So is the devil.

Not even as pretty as what Mariana made.

"I will pass on your words to the Wilson family." Astaros would not worry about Mariana like Lucius did, and was even happy to see Mariana deflated.

"Go!" Marianna, who finally moved her eyes from the execution platform, waved to Astaros, and then said very sweetly in the ear of the other party: "Don't speak ill of me in your heart!"

Astaros met Mariana's eyes, and suddenly understood why Sidi had stumbled on humans.

"Don't forget to change your name when you go back." Mariana added, "Otherwise you won't be able to continue lurking in Britannia."

Realizing that his vest had fallen off, Astaros swallowed subconsciously, and even felt the adrenaline in this body soaring crazily.

"I suddenly started admiring you." Astaros squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, and then restored his nonchalant expression.

Abigail, who had listened to the entire conversation, couldn't help showing a toothache after Astaros left.

"Are you with the devil?" Abigail kindly reminded out of worry about the future life: "Don't tune to the end, you will be gnawed by the devil to the bone."

"Don't worry, I will kick him back to hell before this kind of thing happens." Mariana only listened to Abigail's warning halfway, and then looked thoughtfully at Botis who was standing by the side .

After realizing Marian's gaze, the latter expanded his smiling expression, and his blood-red eyes did not hide his contempt for humans.

"Don't forget to change your name." Mariana admired Botis' attitude very much, and felt that this was the normal reaction of the devil.

As for Astaros...

"You're right, I've already started to turn around." Mariana recalled the words the other party used to comfort her when she and Abigail had just returned to the Grand Duchy of Aquiquie, and felt that Abigail was really a prophet potential.

"It's a pity that this turn of events is not what I want."

Mariana summoned the Wilson heirs after the execution.

Little Mr. Wilson, who was obviously forced to come over, looked not much older than Mariana, and the pampered air in his body disappeared without a trace the moment Mariana came in.

"Your Highness." Mr. Wilson Jr. pretended to be calm and bowed to Marianne.

It seems that since Henry's death, every nobleman who saw Mariana was pale.

"Forget those boring polite words, just tell me your final answer." Mariana interrupted Mr. Wilson's confession, making the latter feel at a loss.

"What your father did on the torture platform does not require me to be a burden, so what is the Wilson family going to do?" Mariana spread her hands, making a gesture that this matter is not private: "If you want to use' "Avenging the former duchess" as an excuse, save yourself."

Mariana knew very well that the Wilson family would be lucky, so she didn't want to give them a chance to breathe.

"As soon as I pardoned the Prince Regent, your father assassinated him." Mariana's voice suddenly turned cold, making Mr. Wilson sweat profusely.

"What do you think the people will think of me?" Mariana found a chair and sat down, then raised her legs towards Mr. Wilson, "The Earl of Kent is so loyal... so loyal that he is willing to replace me to avenge the former Duchess. "

"Your Highness, please believe that my father has no such intentions." Mr. Wilson Jr. stepped forward in a hurry, then put his hands on Marianne's knees, and made a gesture of humility: "Our loyalty to you is There is no need to question it. Even though the Wilson family has gone astray, under the influence of the gods, we have deeply realized our mistakes, and we are willing to do our best to make up for it."

Standing behind Mariana, Abigail lowered her eyes, carefully concealing her pity for the Wilsons.

Perhaps the Earl of Kent didn't know it until his death, and Mariana had no intention of letting their family go, and even used the death of the Earl of Kent to attack the Wilson family.

"Your words are really sweeter than the finest honey." Mariana took Mr. Wilson's hand, but her tone was as cold as ever: "It's just that this honeyed tongue can't calm my anger, nor can I The accusations I face cannot be diminished."

Mariana obviously has a sweet face, but when she wipes out every trace of smile on it, anyone will be terrified.

"I believe that more than ten years ago, your father, like you today, knelt down in front of the Prince Regent of Brittania, showed his loyalty to him, and then devoted all his family's efforts to maintain the power of the Prince Regent... And his influence over the previous duchess."

"Your Highness, this is all..."

"These are all rumors from people with a heart, the most vicious and terrifying curse." Marianna leaned back in her chair and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "God! How many devils are there around me?"

Astaros, who was guarding the house, coughed lightly, which caused Botis to roll his eyes.

After Mariana's mental pressure time and time again, Mr. Wilson Jr.'s back was already soaked, and it was as sticky as a big octopus just salvaged from the sea, which made Mr. Wilson Jr. feel very uncomfortable.

But in front of Marianna, Mr. Wilson Jr. could not express any dissatisfaction. He just knelt on the carpet silently, letting the cold sweat blow up stains one after another.

"I said, do you really want to pretend to be confused?" Mariana withdrew patiently, "I only give you one chance to prove your loyalty."

Mr. Wilson Jr. still didn't speak, but Mariana could see from his performance that the opponent was only one step away from breaking the defense.

"Answer me, sir."

Mariana raised her voice and said, "How does the Wilson family plan to end?"

Abigail, who was standing behind Marianna, gave Astaros a "Hurry up" wink at the right time.

Mr. Wilson Jr. heard the clash of weapons and saw Astaros and Botis coming towards him.

"The execution platform in front of the Cathedral of Brittany hasn't been cleaned yet." Botis's red eyes reminded Mr. Wales of fresh blood.

It is estimated that after today, the funeral home in Brittany will usher in one big business after another.

"I think the executioners don't mind working overtime today." Botis, with his right hand on the sword, looked at Marianne and pointed out: "After all, the Duchess is not usually generous, so the executioners will be happy to get a sum of money." The bounty equivalent to their two years' income."

Little Mr. Wilson's eyeballs dangled back and forth between Botis and Mariana, and finally took off the signet ring on his right hand and handed it to Mariana.

"This is a token of the Wilson family's mine in Brittany." Mr. Wilson watched Mariana pick up the signet ring, feeling his heart was bleeding.

Know that the most precious goods in Brittany are weapons.

Relying on its unique resource advantages and the unremitting efforts of black magicians, Britannia's weapons have always been favored by all countries.In particular, Obstar and Cantero, who are at war, are undoubtedly Britannia's largest customers.

For this reason, Britannia's minerals have always been a must for careerists.

Although during the administration of the former Duke, that is, Marianne's grandfather, Britannia signed an "arms export agreement" with the Grand Duchy of Aquique in order to pay off the huge debt owed by the war, which clearly stipulates that Aquiqui The Grand Duchy was the sole distributor of Britannian weapons, and made a fortune doing so.

However, even so, Britannia's weapons are still the mainstay of the country's economy.

The Wilson family relied on collusion with the regent to win several mines in Brittany, but now, in order to save their lives, they had to hand over their cards.

Relying on the inheritance of the former duchess and the regent of Brittania, plus the "atonement fee" of the Wilson family, Mariana has more than [-]% of Britannia's minerals in her hands.

And this means that she has absolute control over Britannia's minerals and even arms exports.

"Sir, I'm very pleased with your choice." Mariana finally smiled at Mr. Wilson Jr., and the latter also heaved a sigh of relief, hoping to use this to cling to the few remaining social status of the Wilson family.

Marianna, as Mr. Wilson Jr. thought, only deprived the Wilson family of the title of earl, but left a title of baron.

"I hope you won't be troubled by the Earl of Kent after you die." Botis said coolly after Mr. Wilson left, "Otherwise, I can't think of anyone who can save you."

"Save me?" Mariana seemed to have heard something ridiculous: "If the dead still knew, I would not be standing here long ago, but was torn to pieces by the old enemies of my parents and grandparents."

Botis was silent for a second, and then gave Mariana a compliment: "You are really suitable for this seat."

The former duchess had worked so hard for so long and couldn't get it done. Marianna took less than a month to eradicate the hostile forces in the country and firmly controlled Britannia under the circumstances of the right time and place. of dominion.

This speed alone, this mental endurance, is not comparable to ordinary people.

Botis was even sure that his mission with Astaros would not be so easy to accomplish.

Maybe he'll have to wait until Mariana dies of old age before he has a chance to shut down Brittany.

[This is really troublesome. 】

Glancing at Astaros, who seemed to be addicted to it, Botis was speechless in his heart, which was already sighing.

He understood very well that demons hate difficult prey and look forward to their fallen form.

Even if Astaros is a devil who hates trouble, it is impossible for him to avoid this bad character that he was born with.

"About the name change, have you thought about it?" Marianna pointed the gunfire at Astaros and Botis, and there was no need to hide the evil in her eyes: "Why! Is hesitation also part of the nature of demons?"

Mariana put her right arm on the armrest, and put on a rather relaxed posture: "I thought the devil would be more challenging than the gods, after all, the only thing the gods have been doing for more than 1000 years is to domesticate humans Become a dog."

"Then you inflict pain on the poor humanoids." Astaros took up Mariana's words, and really understood why the gods were careful to maintain the worship of them by humans.

Because this group of creatures who vacillate between demons and gods are really difficult to deal with.

"Do we have to talk so profoundly?" Mariana asked back, "Are you here to torment me, or to teach me the history of mankind?"

"How dare we torment you!" Botis said eccentrically, "You are kind enough if you don't torment us."

"Really? This is really an affirmation and praise of my ability." Mariana said happily: "In that case, let's make a deal."

As soon as Botis heard the word "deal", he knew that Mariana was making bad plans again.

"After all, I am the current Duchess of Brittania." Marianna has also explored the direction and actual effect of the demons through the reasons for the failure of the previous Duchess to govern in the past few days.

If demons could lure human beings without restriction, then the gods who lost the power of faith would have fallen long ago, and they can still lie comfortably until now?

"Come, come, let's talk about the content of the contract." Mariana waved at Astaros and Botis, her eyes were no different from those of a butcher looking at piggies: "After all, you are demons! You must be stronger than humans. Stronger and more learned, right?"

"..."

"It's really overkill for your aunt to let you stay behind the scenes."

"..."

"So go ahead and tempt me."

"..."

"Just don't forget to give me a good job."

Even if she is forced to walk the path of a powerful rich woman, Marianna has to buy herself time to be able to enjoy herself.

After all, the devil!

There is also no need to comply with the Bill of Rights and Labor Law.Besides, Astaros and Botis can work in shifts, so Mariana doesn't feel that she is going too far. Instead, she is full of gratitude to Lord Cthulhu for the existence of the two demons.

If you really doze off, someone will give you a pillow.

"Simple demons who don't ask for anything in return" are much more pleasing than occupying gods who do nothing to worship.

Truly a devotee of the people of Brittany, a gift from hell.

"So you two, the matter of changing the name can be suspended at this point, but in other aspects, you also need to contribute more."

Mariana is without a doubt the most proactive case to date in signing a contract with the Devil.

Even this initiative made both Astaros and Botis want to quit.

Didn't they... really fall into a pit of thieves?

Seeing Marianna's smile, Astaros and Botis changed the question into an affirmative sentence.

……… I am the dividing line……………

After Quintus bid farewell to Odin's little emperor, he was called back by his mother, Countess Sarandon.

As one of the most powerful nobles in Odin, the Countess of Sarandon should have given up the title of "Countess" immediately after her husband's death.However, Quintus joined the Matar Knights and was regarded as a half-clergyman, so he would not inherit his father's title until he retired. This also allowed the Countess of Sarandon to temporarily maintain her husband's noble title.

"Why, you didn't chat with Domitius?" Countess Salander knew that her son had always been on good terms with Odin's little emperor.After all, her natal family had no heirs, and even the previous emperor had only one child, Domitius, and the Countess of Sarandon's father had been in power for 70 years, and married four queens but left only one pair of children.

"Cousin is a very busy person. He's not like me. He can be entangled by boring women." Quintus glanced at the Countess of Sarandon who was reading a novel, and knew that her mother was very fond of the newly appointed saint. interested.

However, most of this interest is malicious and willing to read jokes.

"Why don't you go meet the saint?" After all, the Pope's country is not a closed country, wishing to isolate itself from the mainland in a place of purification, so it is not difficult for the Countess of Sarandon to ask to see the saint.

"Forget it! I'm not interested in stupid people." The Countess of Sarandon just wanted to hear the saint's jokes, and didn't want to socialize with her: "I have met enough stupid girls on weekdays, so I don't want to find myself a fool." trouble."

Quintus knew that his mother had been making connections to the great nobles in the court.

Although some noble ladies would secretly insult the Countess of Sarandon as the old bustard in Odin's palace, some noble ladies who had no relationship with their husbands were happy to let the Countess of Sarandon find mistresses for their husbands, and even My husband talked about it openly and honestly.

After all, some aristocratic families don't mind open marriages under the premise of being evenly matched.Besides, the Countess of Sarandon is a highly praised "matchmaker."

Those noble ladies with big families and great careers don't mind missing some small favors and small favors that can make their rivals feel complacent.Because from the perspective of family reputation and long-term development, it is better for the husband to find a daughter of a minor nobleman or a daughter of a commoner than to have a mixed race or contract syphilis.

Besides, these noble ladies also have lovers themselves, so there is nothing to criticize between husband and wife.

As for fighting over property...

Don't be kidding, at that time, it will not be the wife who is married to the Ming Media who will find the trouble of the mistress and the illegitimate child, but the man will take the mistress and the illegitimate child out of the house first, lest the wife will use it as a threat.

"There are idiots every year, especially this year." The Countess of Sarandon lay lazily on the sofa, flipping through a garish register: "I reminded those little girls with fantasies, since they are sure to enter the palace For the purpose, don’t make boring fantasies after putting on the skirt.”

"There are a few people who behave badly every year, so it's a headache to deal with them." Countess Sarandon's "intimate service" of course also includes "after-sales service", so she knows how to clean up the mess for others What a hassle.

"You'd better keep a distance from that saint." The Countess of Sarandon didn't approve of her son becoming a Matar knight at first, but as a rather enlightened mother, she still believed in Quintus' ability and Self-control: "The Papal State doesn't usually care about the reputation of the saint, and the newly appointed saint is from Cantero. If something goes wrong, Odin will have to spend a lot of money to protect you."

"Don't worry, I didn't join the Knights of Matar to fall in love with boring women." Quintus had a very clear plan for his life.As the heir of the family, Quintus cannot be delayed by the priesthood for a lifetime, so the Matar Knights are just a pedal for Quintus to inquire about the little emperor.

And after Quintus "retires" from the Matar Knights, Odin's Privy Council will open the door to Quintus.

The Countess of Sarandon looked at Quintus' confident expression, and advised him not to relax his vigilance.

"The fools that appear every year are not limited to the little girls who have just entered the palace." The Countess of Sarandon put away the roster and pointed out: "Even the king of a country can indulge in lust, so it can destroy your Things, maybe the things you despise the most."

"You mean Obsda..." Quintus frowned, because the little emperor was interested in Marianne, he became more interested in Obsda: "Is there anyone there who interests you?" ?”

"Of course, and she almost became the queen you are loyal to." The Countess of Sarandon shook her wine glass, lamenting the day when the wonderful fairy tales failed in reality: "There is news from Obsta, saying that It is the Privy Council's intention to arrange Princess Innes' succession behind Mariana after she marries out."

After all, Earl Sarandon raised his glass to Quintus and said, "I have my own news channel, so hurry up and tell His Majesty the Emperor about this."