The sin of wearing a crown

[Weaving Moth] passed through the sky, and [Burning Sun] followed closely.

The sun rises when the world is cleansed.

When the carriage was prepared early, Amiste, who was dressed in a rose-purple palace dress, climbed on board like a graceful purple rose. I wonder if it was an illusion that the Countess' figure seemed to be more mature and beautiful after being moisturized. Lin En, who was holding her hand, was wearing a serious black and white formal suit, but his expression was a little listless.

His emerald-like eyes disappeared behind his eyelids from time to time, and those who didn't look carefully couldn't tell that he was a little sleepy. The young gentleman always had a unique sneaking and sneaking skills, which he had honed in his overtime competition with Fu Bao.

The squeaking sound of the wheel's rotating bearings was heard.

The incense in the car and the fragrant body scent of someone made Linn feel refreshed a little. His brain told him two things. One was that the countess's charming body was close at hand, and the other was that The thing is that they are going to a very important salon today.

"You shouldn't have slept too late last night, right?"

Leaning forward, the Countess slowly massaged Lynn's temples with her fingers.

"I think I would have had a good rest if Meltis's damn hairbrush hadn't been so hard last night."

"Oh? Did you use the brush again last night?"

Amiste looked slightly surprised that she did not favor her dear little man yesterday, but from the cunning look in her eyes, Linn knew that she was teasing him.

However, looking at the beautiful scenery that was slightly drooping and swaying due to gravity, Lin En generously forgave the countess for her malicious teasing. Just like bullying the eldest sister, as long as there is a chance, she will always be bullied at the right time. The location is doubly bullied to go back.

Today I will go to a residential address.

Lin En didn't care about the specific location. Judging from the name, it should be a large mansion similar to the Countess's. As a friend she needs to deal with seriously, his identity must not be much different. He is probably an oligarch in a certain industrial chain.

Today’s theme is salon.

Because the humanistic attributes of Beifeng Town have been increased, the level of the salon here is much higher than that of Stim, especially during the autumn hunting period. In Lin En's words, I'm afraid this is the only thing here that can surpass the [Steam City]. The other one is the natural environment that slows down time.

Dramatists, novelists, poets, musicians, painters, critics, philosophers and politicians all gathered together, bringing together characters from several southern counties to accompany them or come spontaneously. This node was all communicating with themselves. A masterpiece or an inspiration, this is definitely more grand than the salon that Lynn saw in Stim.

"It doesn't seem to have been affected by the war at all."

In the slightly swaying carriage, Lin En was slowly peeling a snow pear, facing a mouth that was waiting for food. Looking out the car window at the pace of life that was at least thirty years ago, combined with what she saw while wandering yesterday, Lin En said thoughtfully.

"The flames of war have never touched Albion's soil."

Amiste looked indifferent.

The small alliance countries in the circle around Albion are no joke. Just like the Lynn world line, they will only surrender after the death of the last Asan and the leader.

"The war is too far away from Albion and too close to the soldiers..."

A faint worry flashed across Lin En's brows.

It is completely different from the fast-paced, somewhat crowded and busy atmosphere of Stim. This kind of local towns and rural areas reveal a solidity in their leisurely slowness. The future of the people on the rural land has been planned, even their children and their children's children have the same fate. Lin En felt a strong discomfort. Even the overall war in the mainland and the industrialization of the cities were difficult to break the control of the nobles in the countryside. The consolidation in the countryside was obviously more serious than that in the cities. So what kind of power is needed to break this What about shackles?

The situation in the city was bad enough, but the situation in the countryside was even worse than imagined. There was no need in this world for the countryside to surround the city. Linn felt that he had underestimated the control that this damn feudal lord model had over people.

actually……

There are places on this continent that are suitable for, ahem, good development. For example, there is a certain place called Hopes during the Fourth War. After the defeat, it was a natural base. But the problem is that it is too far away. There is no need to send people there at the moment.

Lin En was forced to make cakes in a place like [Steam City], and it was a helpless act of being forced out alive.

In Stim, Mr. Little has resources and crises at the same time.

"This is indeed a suitable place to stay and rest, but it's not suitable for people like us to stay for a long time, isn't it?" The countess also held her cheeks and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Her words seemed to have some profound meaning, and Lin En continued to speak with interest before she could think about it.

"As far as I know, the stewards and secretaries of this place have their mouths full of fat. Even though there are so many of us raising this place, our greed is never-ending. Every time we come here, we can see a group of people who are too fat. was cleared."

‘Ordinary people’s taxes cannot accumulate wealth in this place. Their only responsibility in life is to take good care of this town and make it the pastoral scenery that the nobles want. ’

Lin En's mind is still relatively clear.

This place is just for the amusement of the nobles, killing a few damn people every year, it just depends on their mood. God knows if there are any weird places here, such as underground black boxing matches, bloody arenas, high-end clubs, places where money is spent, a paradise for high-end drugs, etc. Anyway, Lin En guessed that there must be some.

But the Countess didn't mention this, so Linn didn't plan to ask.

Ever since the last trial of spending money like water, Amiste knew very well what Linn really wanted. money? He has a unique perspective on wealth. enjoy? He accepts delicious food and beauty without being overly intoxicated. right? Maybe, but from the people he assigned to him, it can be seen that he uses power as a tool. strength? If that were the case, he would not choose an extraordinary profession like [Flower Maker].

cause!

Linn is a person who is eager for career. He has ambition in his eyes, but he is also very clean. He doesn't care much about doing good deeds. This kind of person happens to be what Amiste needs.

Her delicate red lips bit into the juicy white flesh of the fruit. The pear slices that Lynn cut by hand had to be teased with her tongue twice before she swallowed them. The Countess seemed to be showing off how dexterous her tongue was.

"When we get to the place later, after I introduce the people to you, it's up to you to move around."

"Um?"

"This salon is actually a salon focused on politics. Someone in the Labor Party is ready to show its ambitions on this stage and prepare a political promise before the shadow cabinet comes to power."

Amiste gave a brief reminder, and Linn understood immediately and nodded to indicate that it was no problem.