Lord: Have many children and many blessings, build an empire from baron

Chapter 148

Compared to those kingdoms ruled by secular nobles.

Ulysses the Fallen preferred to deal with the merchant lords of the Al Republic.

These businessmen only have interests and gold coins in their eyes.

As long as it helps them make money.

Merchants were also willing to support Ulysses in anything he wanted to do.

Unlike those nobles who think they are superior to others, they always do some shameful things, but they talk about honor.

In the city-state of the Republic of Al.

Ulysses found it easier to do his job.

He only needs to provide these people with a small and insignificant feedback.

Businessmen will be driven by him and bring him money and loot.

"Mr. Ulysses... I have some disturbing news for you."

Mitchell is the consul of the Reposari city-state.

He is the supreme ruler here.

According to the rules here, an election is held every three years.

The most powerful merchant family holds the position of consul.

Usually.

The families elected as consuls will formulate various policies that are beneficial to their own businesses so that their families can become more powerful and have the opportunity to be re-elected.

Mitchell has been consul for four consecutive terms.

Most of his competition Opponents died in accidents, or were kicked out by him in various ways.

This always made Mitchell feel good.

He felt that he could control everything in the world - if he had not met Ulysses, this man known as"Degenerate""The wandering wizard".

In front of this man,

Mitchell would often remind himself: Don't forget that I am the ruler of the city-state.

But it is useless.

The other party only needs a sharp look to make him feel A chill to the bone.

It made Mitchell feel that the so-called title of Archon was like a joke.

"What's up?"Ulysses asked impatiently.

He didn't even look at Mitchell.

But it had already made the latter break into a cold sweat.

No matter how much wealth he had, in front of a strong man who could kill him at any time , Mitchell will feel that his power is horribly weak.

Maybe he should not have asked him to stay in the first place. He always regrets it in his heart.

But the deal is done, and regret will not help.

Mitchell took the slave hunter and sent him He carefully handed the letter to Ulysses.

He said at the same time:"The ten demon flame earth dragons you summoned before all died in the elven forest.

And...not even an elven village was harmed. Soon after entering the elves' territory, they all died."

When Mitchell said this, his heart was bleeding.

He bought these ten high-level monsters from the wizard in front of him.

Each one costs fifteen thousand gold coins.

Mitchell thought he could rely on this move He made a huge fortune.

What he got in the end was a business that cost him nothing.

And obviously,

Julius would never be kind enough to refund all his money just because Demon Flame Land Walking Dragon did not achieve the expected results. invest

"You must be kidding me."Julius finally slowly moved his eyes away from his workbench.

There were a dazzling array of bottles and jars on it.

In addition to potions, there were also some bottles that exuded pure light.

The contents of these bottles were obviously not potions.

"Although the attack power of the Demon Flame Earth Dragon is not amazing, their protective capabilities are enough to make the elves very troubled.

And based on what I know about the elves, there is no way they can defeat these ten high-level monsters so quickly."

Mitchell sighed deeply:"It's absolutely true! My men recovered several of their bodies from the forest.

If you'd like, you can come with me.

Ulysses frowned:"I don't have that spare time!"

Then he ordered one of his apprentices:"Go and bring up the latest batch of elves."

The apprentice glanced at Mitchell:"Sorry, teacher." All the elves that Mr. Mitchell gave us have been used up."

"Oh, then please ask him to give us some more."Although Ulysses said this to his apprentice, his eyes always fell on Mitchell.

Of course the consul understood what the wizard meant, but he was a little reluctant to do so:

"Mr. Ulysses, I have provided you with too many elves. All in all... I am afraid there are thousands of them.

They were originally worth a lot of money.……"Mitchell said distressedly.

Here he is.

The elves might be able to reuse them again and again to continue to provide him with income.

But in Ulysses.

But it's a consumable item that only needs one less.

Even if interests are put aside.

Mitchell sometimes feels sorry for the demise of those female elves.

"There are plenty of them in the forest, right? Mr. Mimichael. Ulysses smiled grimly and said:

"Don't forget our cooperation, I will provide you with military help.

You provide me with financial support and... support for my research."

Mitchell had no choice but to comply obediently.

He signaled to his assistant and allowed Ulysses' apprentice to follow the assistant to the dungeon to bring a group of used elves.

During this period,

Mitchell plucked up the courage and said:"But I must tell you seriously, half of the ten demon flame earth dragons were killed with one sword"

"One hit to kill?"Ulysses' eyes suddenly shrank.

His hands that were busy preparing the potion were obviously slow.

"As far as I know, the most powerful elves in the Elf Kingdom are all female elves who are good at magic.

There should not be such an outstanding warrior among them...

It seems that someone wants to hinder our magnificent cause, Mitchell"

"What do you mean?"Mitchell asked knowingly.

He knew that the next thing Ulysses was going to say was to ask him for money.

It happened every time.

Mitchell thought that a powerful wizard like him should have no regard for worldly money. How interested he is.

But now he realizes how naive he was before.

For wizards like Ulysses, they are extremely greedy for money - their magic research consumes too much money.

"You see, you are a businessman spending money and getting nothing in return. It's all down to that guy who doesn't know how to live or die.

If you want to save your losses, I can give you a new proposal."Ulysses said lazily:

"For half a million gold coins, how about I give you a real dragon?"

While the two were talking, the apprentice and assistant who were responsible for picking up the goods came back.

Behind the two of them were ten female elves.

These elves were half-clothed. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network! )

Traces of torture can be seen everywhere on their originally white and tender skin.

There is neither any hatred nor any hope in their eyes.

There is only a blankness, like a soulless body.

This makes their The beauty is also greatly reduced.

For Mitchell, such elves are just some overused defective products.

Not very valuable.

They are most suitable for Ulysses to do his research.

The wizard gave a look.

His The apprentice took off the clothes of the elves with understanding.

They showed a rare look of pain, but still did not dare to resist in any way.

Even though these female elves no longer had the brilliance they had when they first arrived, the beauty that remained on them was , still made the apprentice and assistant swallow their saliva.

The fire of primitive desire burned in their hearts.[]

Ulysses sighed:"Mitchell, you are such a stingy bastard. You always give me these pieces of shit."

Mitchell protested:"Sir, you only want their souls anyway. And I think...Are you being too cruel?"

"cruel?"Ulysses grinned.

His white fingers were covered with bright red magic powder in the bottle, and then he used the elf girl's body as a drawing board. He began to draw magic symbols on their skin that Mitchell could not understand.

Touch. When touching certain parts, the elf girls will instinctively dodge.

But Ulysses will comfort them with a bewitching voice:"Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while.""

Perhaps he is the gentlest man that the elf girl has encountered in so many days. As expected, they no longer struggle

"Look, Mitchell, what have you tortured these little wretches to?

People like you only know how to treat them as playthings to vent their basest desires.

You treat them as commodities, or throw them into brothels and use them as profit-making tools.

In my opinion, this is true cruelty! Unlike me, you don't understand the preciousness of life.

Only I... understand the true value of life."

While speaking,

Ulysses had already painted all the bodies of the ten elf girls with magic symbols.

He raised his hands and looked at them carefully:"What a perfect body.

Refined���The souls of the tribe contain the richest magic power, and they are born to be containers of magic."

Immediately afterwards, when these elf girls were wondering what kind of fateful turn they would have next,

Ulysses chanted a spell.

The magic symbols on their bodies shone with scarlet light.

There was a sudden feeling of tearing. It brought huge pain.

The girls screamed instinctively.

But these screams did not come from their bodies, but from their souls.

They watched their souls being sucked by (the money-getters) into the magic container that the wizard had prepared.

And the body left in the world turned into a pile of lifeless dead flesh.

This pile of flesh seemed to be completely turned inside out.

It was made of internal organs and blood. Serum flowed everywhere.

The room was instantly occupied by a strong smell of blood.

Mitchell covered his ears in time and closed his eyes tightly.

But he could not block his nose.

This was suffocating. The smell of blood made his stomach churn, and he rushed to the window and couldn't wait to vomit.

If he wasn't worried that his cowardice would be underestimated by Ulysses, he would definitely choose to leave the room.

To avoid seeing such a terrifying sight scene

"alright."Ulysses patted him on the shoulder:

"Don't forget, these elves were provided to me by you. You are the culprit."

Then he weighed the bottles filled with souls. These bottles emitted a white light.

But it was very weak.

This made Ulysses look dissatisfied.

"No, the quantity is far from enough, and the intensity is not enough to satisfy me.

If I want to break through the gold-level imprisonment, I need more souls and a more powerful soul.

How about it? Do you want to consider my proposal? Mitchell.

We can still each take what we need. You use them to make money, and I will be responsible for recycling them for you.

With only five hundred thousand gold coins, maybe even the Elf Queen will kneel down in front of you, how about that?".