Horror: My Charms Only Work On Big Women

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he coughed a few more times.

He looked terminally ill.

Ma Jun noticed that the bones on the man's hands were abnormally thick, which should be the marks left by years of training and using weapons.

It's just that the muscles on his body seemed to have shrunk, and the tight skin on it seemed hollow.

He gasped for a moment, then said weakly: "You are all the most loyal nobles of the Starry Empire, and you are the future hope of this empire.

"You are different from those ambitious guys. The future of the empire depends on you to inherit it!"

Ma Jun found that the breathing of many people around became heavy.

My whole body tensed up.

Seems excited.

"In the future, I will choose an heir among you to inherit the blood of my Kupang family and be crowned the star crown!"

"You will replace me, Hora Gubang, and plant the fleur-de-lis flag in every corner of the continent!"

Many people have tears in their eyes.

Looks like he can't help shouting.

Ma Jun took a look around and felt that they were too simple, and they had never worked overtime or entered the factory.

Anyone who has been baptized by an unscrupulous boss to paint big cakes will not be so easily agitated.

The middle-aged man Hora took a few breaths and changed his tone.

"However, before again, I want to give you a test."

"You have to prove yourself and prove that you have this ability."

"I will choose twelve small towns in my country as your territories."

"With a limit of two years, whoever manages your territory the best will be my successor and the new king of the North!"

At the end, La's volume suddenly increased.

Around Ma Jun, many people shouted excitedly.

"Wish to share the worries for the crown!"

Ma Jun lowered his head and remained silent.

He was very puzzled.

This King of the North, the successor of the Starry Empire, is so reckless?

Even if the king has no descendants, some big nobles will choose heirs from the royal family.

Even if the royal family is wiped out, they wouldn't choose so carelessly.

But... run the territory?

Ma Jun's eyes flickered, and it seemed to be quite interesting.

More importantly, he checked his backpack.

There is money in it!

The more than two million taels of silver harvested in the Dajing Dynasty have all been converted into gold coins at this time.

More than two million taels of silver were converted into half a million gold coins.

Ma Jun feels that nothing is more useful than real money in managing a territory.

This time... it's a fantastic start!

Hora spoke passionately, seeming to have exhausted his energy, and he leaned on the throne, his chest like a leaky bellows.

"Okay, let's go down~||."

"Someone will inform you later where your respective territories are."

"Work hard, I'll be waiting for you in the royal court."

Ma Jun and his party bid farewell and left.

The gate of the royal court slowly closed.

The player with the pointed hat bowed his body and said in a high-pitched voice.

"Your Majesty, do you really want them to inherit your throne?"

"The Kubang family has several distant relatives, near Yamrit...

Hora turned his head sideways, and there was an inexplicable meaning in those deep eyes.

"I need your reminder?

His body is thin and weak, but he is like a sick tiger, with strong pressure.

The actor took two steps back and fell to his knees trembling.

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Hora stared at the door with a twinkle in his eyes.

He sighed and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"What I need most now is time.

"Hopefully these people will be able to fulfill their mission and help me get through the year"

"It only takes a year for me to recover and find a new witch!"

Ma Jun and others left in a hurry.

Perhaps it was Hora's order that spread, and the attitude of the servants in the court towards them changed a lot.

Just now I still want to look like a country bumpkin.

At this moment, it was filled with disbelief and a faint awe.

Could it be that the future His Majesty the King will choose from these people!

Will the four dukes agree?

But in any case, these people are no longer ordinary little nobles, and they cannot be provoked by waiters.

A group of people looked at each other, many of them with some hostility.

The fellow travelers just now have become the future counterparts.

Ma Jun is still low-key, maintaining an inconspicuous posture.

The waiter brought these people to a hall and arranged a sumptuous banquet.

There are salmon meat unique to the north, and sauces made from fermented meat.

The sauce had a faint smell, but he ate it without frowning.

He doesn't want to be treated like an outlier.

While eating, he observed these "lucky" little nobles, who just got the chance to reach the sky in one step, and they behaved differently.

Some people are excited and cannot restrain themselves, while others are calm and self-sufficient.

Ma Jun no longer cares whether there are players among these people.

Anyway, the result is the same, there are no companions among these people.

".w Hey, why do you only eat and don't drink?"

A young man with many freckles on his face approached and winked.

"This is fresh fruit wine brewed from raspberries in Faringland. If it hadn't been for the imperial court, people like us wouldn't be able to drink it at all!"

"This wine is perfect with salmon."

"Hurry up and drink, I don't know if there will be a chance in the future."

Ma Jun glanced at him sideways, his face was slightly flushed, and he seemed to have drunk a lot.

"Is it?"

"Then I have to try."

Ma Jun poured himself a glass of wine, the liquor was light red.

The wine enters the throat, the taste is rich and dense, but it is surprisingly strong.

"Not bad indeed.

Ma Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Ma Jun's little freckles with expectant eyes, he laughed: "Haha, I knew that you are the same kind of person as I am."

"Which type?" (Leo Wang Zhao)

Ma Jun asked curiously.

"People who can enjoy life will not waste their efforts in vain for some illusory goals.

Little Freckles stretched out his hand: "My name is Agreel, you can call me Agger."

"what's your name?"

Before Ma Jun could speak, Agriel suddenly ionized.

"Forget it, you don't need to say it, I don't want to know, if I'm not wrong, maybe we won't have a chance to meet again in this lifetime.

Ma Jun frowned slightly.

Even more curious.

"Why do you say that?"

Agrael looked around and found that no one noticed him, so he lowered his voice and said.

"Can't you see that among us, there are people inserted by the four great dukes!"

"I'm not, and you certainly aren't either."

"That is to say, the two of us are just here to make up the numbers. You listen to me. When you go back, you should eat and drink, and prepare to die of old age in your own fief!",