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The Royal Bulgari Hotel of Fontainebleau Palace was the highest level royal hotel in Brittany, designed and opened by Queen Suria herself. There were more than 80 rooms in it, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the Bund and the spectacular Fontainebleau Palace.
The China King Suite was the best suite in the Royal Bulgari Hotel. It was located in the northwest corner of the beautiful Fontainebleau Palace, next to the artificial lake named after Suria. It was close to the Lakeside Avenue and used a combination of high-quality marble and exquisite wood materials. The suite was more than 500 square meters in area, with four bedrooms, two reception rooms, and a 200-square-meter hall that could accommodate 30 people at the same time. There were not only expensive Brittany wooden furniture, but also new bedding imported from the human countries of the old world, and even imported from the High Elves and the Far East. Each room had a different style, the purpose of which was to win the favor of guests with different interests.
In addition, there were three bathrooms and a dedicated private bar, which stored all kinds of alcohol from all over the world.
When Olica opened the door of the King Suite, Aurora was already very excited. The Sanctuary Witch strode into the room and said to Teresa, who was behind her, "Ah, I've wanted to come in and stay for a few days! This time, I'm going to stay until next year! "
Theresa put her hands on her hips, feeling both angry and amused at the same time. She first thanked Olica, and then said helplessly, "Mother, be reserved, be reserved. Since Ryan said so, we can live here for a long time. There's no need to be in such a hurry."
"Hmph, what do you know?" Aurora said angrily. "We've given him everything, even the dregs in our bones have been eaten by Laing. What's wrong with taking some benefits and enjoying some benefits from him? Don't say this to me, Teresa. You never said this when you were with me! "
"Mother!" Teresa suddenly remembered some unsightly scenes when she was with Aurora. The sorceress squatted on the ground in shame. "Don't mention this, okay?"
"Hmph, I won't mention it. Do you think I don't know why he kept us here?" Aurora's attention was quickly attracted by the pastries and wood elven fruit wine placed in the room. "Are these all in unlimited supply?"
"Yes, an unlimited supply." Olica smiled sweetly. "In Master's King's Suite, there is an unlimited supply of alcohol, beverages, and all kinds of necessities, 24 hours a day. As long as there is a need, the kitchen will provide all kinds of food sets. At the same time, there are people in charge of all kinds of body maintenance and providing all kinds of chess and card games. The entertainment facilities outside can be enjoyed directly."
"That's great." Aurora lay down on the carpet on the couch in front of the window with a satisfied look on her face. The carpet was imported from Tyrell and cost hundreds of crowns. The witch kicked her heels off and said, "Daughter, come here. It's so comfortable. Is this how a king enjoys life? It's really nice. "
"Yes." Teresa also pulled a sofa chair and sat down. The sorceress looked at everything in front of her with enjoyment. "Olica, can we invite others to join us? It's a waste to have so many empty rooms. "
Olica smiled at the back without saying a word. The dark elf thought to herself that this mother and daughter pair were only so capable. Aurora and Theresa actually didn't have much ambition. Aurora loved to enjoy life, to maintain her reputation, and loved all kinds of extravagant lifestyles. Theresa loved to research ice magic, and also loved to enjoy life just like her mother. Apart from that, the mother and daughter pair truly didn't have any other pursuits.
That was why Aurora and Teresa weren't too willing to go on expeditions and adventures now that they had a Magus Tower, research funds, and enjoyment.
"Olica?" Teresa saw that Olica didn't reply and asked, "Are you listening?"
"The cost per day is 150 to 200 crowns. Master allows you to bring one or two female apprentices with you." Olica nodded. "Xi 'er Trovic will also stay with you."
"That's great!" Aurora rolled her eyes. The saint witches immediately took out a list of sorceresses and witches from their faction. She turned to Teresa and said, "We can arrange for everyone to experience the king's suite for a day or two. Laing will pay for the rooms anyway."
"That's not too good, is it?" Teresa was still hesitating.
"What's not good about it? We're not the ones paying for it." Aurora didn't care, but the saint witches were already thinking of something else. "How about this? Let's have a competition."
"A competition?"
"That's right. We'll charge 20 crowns per person per day. Whoever pays 20 crowns will be allowed to stay for a day and enjoy the king's suite. I recall that many councillors and apprentices want to try it out, don't they? Heh, ever since Catherine's success, do you know how many people in the gathering place want to catch the Great Holy Grail of the Sanctum like Marshal Calade of Garament? "
The veins on Olica's forehead bulged as she listened. The dark elf thought to herself, Master has the privilege of opening the king's suite, and you still want to be the second landlord and earn money?
Olica remembered that a few days ago, a group of so-called "noble ladies", more than 20 of them, had booked a luxurious suite just to enjoy the beautiful scenery and various kinds of entertainment at the Fontainebleau Palace. After several waves of people came and went, they finally looted the entire suite of everything that could be taken away.
Anything was worth it.
Even though the hotel still made a profit.
Forget it. Olica suddenly chanted a spell, and the Pale Queen's Urth Staff suddenly appeared in her hand. Aurora and Teresa were puzzled as to why Olica would suddenly cast a spell. Their eyes were all attracted by the pale light on the Urth Staff.
"What's going on? Why can't I look away …"
"Olica, what are you doing …"
The saint witches' eyes immediately glazed over. They seemed to have lost all reaction to the outside world and just stared at the pale light.
"Get up, two sows." Olica was wearing a black and white maid outfit with white suspenders. The dark elf looked contemptuous and said coldly, "Kneel."
Aurora and Teresa got up instantly and then knelt in front of Olica. "Please give the order, Master."
The dark elf could not help but laugh. Olica's continuous brainwashing and hypnosis had basically been completed after a few years. Aurora and Teresa were indeed aware of it during the whole process, but the mother and daughter together were no match for Olica. The several stages of brainwashing and hypnosis had gone from the surface to the subconscious, and then deep into the deep consciousness. All the transformation had been completed.
Now, only the last step was left, which was to completely erase and replace the main personality and their self-consciousness.
But this step was stopped by Laing. Laing did not want Teresa and Aurora to lose their self-consciousness and become puppets. He still wanted Teresa and Aurora to work for him peacefully and let him raise them comfortably as his female courtiers.
Master is still too kind! Olica gritted her teeth and her heart was full of disdain. She paused and asked, "Two sows, tell me, where did you get the list of the sects of Chaos in the Empire?"
The dark elf knew that Aurora and Teresa were very good at gathering intelligence. Their ability was indeed good and they were appreciated by Laing, but it was definitely not to the extent that they could investigate all the sects of Chaos in the Empire. Even the high elves' Sword Saints did not have this ability. How could the mother and daughter do it? There must be something wrong.
"It's a, a female vampire who passed the message to us." Teresa's silver eyes lost all the light at this time. The sorceress said blankly, "She said that it was a gift from her master and asked us to pass it to the great Sun King."
"A female vampire? What kind of female vampire? "Olica asked doubtfully.
"A girl who looks 15 or 16 years old. She should be … of eastern Brittany descent. She has long brown hair and looks very beautiful." Teresa had fallen into deep hypnosis. The sorceress told her everything she knew. "She found us and gave us the list. She also said that she would give the Sun King, who is in trouble in Obien, a big gift package."
"A big gift package? What gift package? Tell me! "Olica then asked Aurora.
"She said, she said that her master said that the resurrection of the Lord of the Dead is still in progress. Only the Sun King … has a certain degree of certainty to stop the resurrection of the Lord of the Dead." Aurora also said blankly, "Therefore, the Sun King cannot fall. After she heard that Obien is in trouble, she said that her master will definitely come to help."
"Oh, there's such a good thing?" Olica sneered. The dark elves did not believe in friendship, only in benefits. "There must be a condition, right?"
"She said that there was some … some misunderstanding between her master and the Sun King," Aurora said. "She hoped that we could put in a few good words for her master at the critical moment and resolve the misunderstanding."
"Have you received the gift?" Olica had already guessed who this so-called 'master' was.
The Queen of Silverpeak Mountain, Blood Ancestor Lemia, Nefrata!
Both sides had fought a bloody battle in the Gate of Valaya, almost forcing Laing into a desperate situation. Now, Nefrata regretted it because the little queen had been captured by Arkham and Man Frey. The resurrection of Nagash was getting closer and closer. Nefrata was anxious. She now hoped to repair her relationship with Laing and have him stop Arkham and Man Frey!
The Blood Dragon Patriarch, Ai Bohua, was Nefrata's former lover and the captain of her guards. Only Nefrata could persuade Ai Bohua to help Laing persuade Count Norton's undead pirate army to retreat!
She gave us a thousand gold marks … for our hard work, and that list. Those are the results of more than a hundred years of investigation and struggle by the female vampires of the Blood Clan who have infiltrated the circle of nobles in all the provinces of the Empire. Vampires … the vampires hiding among the upper nobles of the Empire have been fighting with the Order of Chaos all year round. If not for them, Charlemagne's Empire would have collapsed long ago, "Aurora said." These are her words. "
"You took the money and the list?" Olica thought to herself that it was better to just erase it! What a traitorous bastard!
"I took the list. It's what Laing needs, and it's also a great contribution. As for the money, Teresa didn't agree to take it. I thought about it and felt that Laing's side is very comfortable, so I didn't take it," Aurora said. "I'm very satisfied with my current life. Although I don't want to admit it, I know that Laing is very good to me and has always protected me. I don't need to take risks."
Hmm, that's fine. Looks like I'll let them go this time. Olica nodded. This was very important news, and she had to tell her master immediately.
After thinking for a while, Olica ordered, "Forget about the conversation between you and the vampires. You worked hard to get this list. You think you have the right to receive Master … Laing's favor and reward."
"Yes." Aurora and Teresa both nodded.
"Next, you'll want to seize the time to do some body maintenance. Clean those parts of your body and make them fresh. Your clothes are still the same, but remember to change your pantyhose to the one in the box. Hmm, Aurora will wear gray, and Teresa, you'll wear black." Olica went on to arrange, "Just wear pantyhose."
"Yes."
"Well, get up and return to your original position. I'll count to three, and you'll immediately wake up. You'll think that it's okay to let the witches in to join the list. You've just heard me introduce some useless services, and you've already forgotten about them." Olica stretched out her fingers. "Three, two, one!"
"Pa!"
In an instant, Teresa and Aurora seemed to have been awakened, and their eyes instantly regained their luster.
"Olica, do you have other things to do?" Aurora had returned to her previous state. The Sanctuary witch looked a little bored at this time. "You've said so many useless things. How can I remember them? You're Laing's personal maid. You'd better go do your work."
Teresa felt a little strange. The sorceress found that she seemed to be in a strange state, but she couldn't remember how. She was still thinking about it, but soon the idea of taking care of herself came to her mind. "Yes, Olica, you go do your work. Mother and I know what to do. It's time for us to take care of ourselves."
"Then please enjoy the king's suite that Master and Madam have reserved for themselves." Olica smiled and left.
On the other side of the Fontainebleau Palace's bathhouse.
In the dense fog, a few stone statues with lion heads and fish bodies were spraying hot water into the bathhouse. Our sun Wang Laing and his eldest son, Baron Frey Derick, were taking a bath together.
Devonshire was obviously enjoying the rare moment of bathing with his father. He swam around in the bathhouse until he reached Laing's side. "Father, do you usually take a bath like this with mother, Aunty Olica, and Aunty Morgiana?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Laing pinched his son's face. Devonshire was now more than 1.7 meters tall, and he was only 14 years old. His father laughed. "It's just a bath. What else can it be?"
"Father is obviously lying. It's fine if it's the others, but you often go in with mother to take a bath together. When you come out, it's the three of you. Mother Lilith is there too." Devonshire's face was full of disdain. "And Aunty Morgiana. You often go in for one or two hours, and the bathhouse is full of water."
"Hahahaha!" Laing laughed. "Your Aunty Morgiana is on her way back from Kurona. When she comes back, I'll have to spend some effort to deal with her."
"Ah, as expected of father." Devonshire deliberately leaned over and glanced down. His son said in a strange tone, "Oh, father, you're really rich. No wonder the two mothers and so many aunties love you so much."
"Brat, you're not that bad either." Lionheart glanced at his son and smiled as he splashed water on his son's face. "You're still young. When you're a few years older, Dad will take you to Lilith's Mother's Church to have some fun. We'll find some beautiful Lake God prophets to help you out."
Laing thought that Devonshire would be excited, but his son fell silent. "What's wrong, son?"
"Father, actually, I didn't mean to yell at uncle." Devonshire lowered his head and said, "At that time, I don't know what happened. First, I was worried that Alisala had already … Second, …"
"Second, you were worried that your brother Frey would take the initiative, right?" Laing said with a half-smile.
Devonshire nodded, embarrassed. "I just felt like my brother had taken something good away."
"What's Frey's is Frey's, and yours is yours. There's nothing to fight over between the two of you." Laing shook his head. "If there must be one, it's Alisala. But my son, you can fight for her, but don't let anger get to your head. You must stay calm and think rationally."
"But I can't help it!" Devonshire said helplessly.
"You have to!" Laing scolded. "You can yell at Uncle Anglo just because you can't help it? Uncle Anglo has a good temper and didn't argue with you. Why don't you try yelling at your Uncle Zhuang Sen next time? "
"Oh …" Devonshire was speechless.
He would rather yell at his grandfather than Uncle Zhuang Sen.
"Devonshire, do you know what happened to your grandfather when he was young?" Laing asked after thinking for a while.
"Grandfather?" Devonshire and François had a good relationship, and François loved his grandson very much.
"Your grandfather was just like you when he was young, hot-blooded and impulsive. When he was still a knight-errant, he liked to sleep with prostitutes. He was even jealous of a songstress, which eventually led to a duel." Laing smiled. "After the duel, one side of your grandfather suffered multiple fractures and fell into a coma. Your grandfather was also bruised and bleeding all over his body. During the duel, they cursed each other's ancestors. When they traced back to the founding of the country, they found that they were cursing the same person, one of the first Knights of the Holy Grail, Redmond the Pure Witch. The two families almost declared war on each other."
"Eh? There's such a thing? I can't feel it from Grandpa, "Devonshire said with great interest." He always does things smoothly, and when he talks, it's like he's playing board chess. "
"Don't you think that your grandfather always has to pause for a while when he listens to others, and he speaks very slowly?" Laing smiled.
"That's true," Devonshire's son nodded quickly.
"Your grandfather did this on purpose." Laing became serious. Devonshire patted his son's shoulder.
"He's purposely using this' slowness' to deal with and restrain the instinctive 'quickness' hidden in our bodies. In the process of slowing down, the quickness will be slowed down. When we slow down, we'll think clearly before we speak. Then, we won't be as bad as yelling at your Uncle Anglo anymore. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
"Very good. I have something else to tell you."
"Go ahead, Dad."
"Do you think …"
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