Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

With the establishment of the night market, the prosperity of Miracle City is increasing day by day. The nobles of the kingdom are greedy for the profits, but smart people know that they cannot replicate it. There are also people who are greedy and want to imitate, and then almost cause a big mess.

Therefore, it created the unique grand scene of Miracle City.

Businessmen from other territories have received the news and want to get a share of the pie. Businessmen with connections have already held banquets in Miracle City and invited powerful figures.

A building somewhere in the city.

Foreign businessmen jointly rented this building to hold banquets. Carriages parked in front of the building and were led elsewhere by the grooms.

The businessmen participating in the banquet today are all people with a certain status in the kingdom, and they are not eligible to receive invitations just because of their rich assets.

Some of them are merchant families and have a certain reputation in a certain business field; some of them are attached to a certain noble. This invitation is to represent the nobles behind them.

Lobby on the second floor.

The interior is lavishly decorated, and all kinds of luxury goods are displayed in a dazzling array, just to set off this high-end banquet and the dignity of the guests.

Businessmen dressed in gorgeous costumes toasted to each other and invited each other to talk and seek business cooperation.

"Mr. Larry, I heard that you and your friends rented this building. This day is not cheap."

In a certain circle, several businessmen talked and said that the man named Larry was one of the organizers of this banquet. Behind him was the Marquis of Brandon. In the previous list of visitors, Joyce received The only marquess was the Marquis of Brandon.

Before Larry could speak, someone else chuckled, shook his head and said, "It's not just about gold coins to rent this building, you also have to know some people."

"Oh? Are you talking about Miss Rosalind? I have the honor to have dealt with Miss Rosalind, and the relationship is not bad." One person said modestly, but there was pride on his face.

Others in the conversation smiled and said nothing.

At this time, a waiter who was entertaining the guests came quickly and said, "Mr. Larry, the guests are here."

When he heard this, Larry's eyes lit up and he hurried to greet him without having time to say hello.

The person who spoke before looked confused, "What kind of guests need Mr. Larry to greet him personally?"

One person rolled his eyes at him, "What do you think? There is only one person who can be called a guest."

The man was startled for a moment, then his eyes widened.

The businessmen at the banquet also noticed the movement and moved to see which big shot Larry was welcoming.

Under the building, a carriage with a Mirakle tree flag erected stopped. Larry very gentlemanly stepped forward and slightly bent down to open the carriage door with a very low posture.

Then, a tall girl wearing an exquisite dress stepped out of the carriage, showing an elegant smile.

"Thanks."

The sound is cool and comfortable.

Larry smiled and said: "No, it's a great honor for you to come. Please, Miss Joyce."

He extended his hand as a gesture of invitation.

On the second floor, a group of businessmen were whispering to each other, guessing the girl's identity and what kind of big shot Mr. Larry wanted to greet him personally. Moreover, the respectful gesture was not like welcoming the daughter of an ordinary noble.

"That's the Arnold family's carriage, but it's not Miss Rosalind who got off. Who is this person? Do you know him?"

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they didn't recognize him.

Compared with Rosalind, who often appeared for business reasons, Joyce rarely appeared in the public eye. She spent more time either in the office or in her library.

This time, it was also because of the aftermath of her previous reception of Marquis Brandon that she had to give Marquis face.

Joyce followed Larry into the building, and the groom who was driving the car jumped out and followed.

When entering the banquet hall, Larry looked at the groom behind Joyce and finally couldn't help but said: "Miss Joyce, who is he?"

Before Joyce could speak, the groom said first, "Don't pay attention to me, please go in together."

How could you not care?

Larry had a dark look on his face. The groom in front of him was very young. He was wearing a black butler's uniform and had a resolute face. He didn't look like a groom at all.

Seeing this, Joyce smiled apologetically and said, "This is Mr. Jessepher, who will be my groom today."

Jessifer? I seem to have heard this name somewhere.

A trace of doubt flashed in Larry's eyes, but now was not the time to think too much. He took one last look at Jessefor, who was serving as the groom for a day, and then led the two of them into the banquet hall.

As soon as he entered the banquet, Jesse left behind Joyce and stood in a corner watching silently.

In name he is the groom, but in fact Ron ordered him to serve as Joyce's escort knight.

The other Knights of the Round Table are too famous to come forward, and only Jessefor is suitable. Few people know about his joining the Knights of the Round Table.

Joyce immediately became the focus of everyone's attention when she appeared. After Larry's introduction, all the businessmen present knew her identity.

The acting lord of Arnold Territory is also the most powerful manager of Miracle City. Even Miss Rosalind, who is well known to businessmen, is under the jurisdiction of the person in front of her.

"It's incredible that Mr. Larry can actually invite such a big shot. It seems that the one who gained the most this time is Marquis Brandon."

At this point, everyone has a clear idea. They all know the purpose of holding this banquet, which is to allocate market share in the Miracle City Night Market.

The night market in Miracle City is so huge that it cannot be filled by the residents of the territory alone, which also gives opportunities to outside businessmen.

Over the past few days, some businessmen who got the news early have almost become weak because of their profits. These powerful and powerful people with deep backgrounds cannot stand it anymore and want to form a group to share the cake.

Because of Ron's reminder, Joyce was prepared and Miracle City welcomed the merchants.

When Joyce expressed his intention, the businessmen present seemed surprised. There were no other conditions, or he wanted benefits, so he just agreed?

Then they found out why.

"Miracle City will not have any other requirements for you, but your people must abide by the laws of Miracle City in Miracle City. We have a special regulatory agency. Once we find that someone has violated the law, we will deal with it in accordance with the law. I hope you all Understandable."

Joyce's words were not aggressive, but were told in a calm and objective manner, which did not cause dissatisfaction among the people.

"Of course, we are businessmen and we don't do shady business, so how can we do such a thing."

The businessmen quickly assured that they were so happy that they had no demands for anything, and all the profits they received belonged to themselves. Where could such a good thing be found? If anyone still questions it, they are a fool!

Some businessmen wanted to discuss their business plans in detail to ensure that they would benefit more, but Joyce declined for the same reason.

"Please go to Miss Rosalind for this matter. I cannot interfere with her authority."

After hearing this, everyone had no choice but to retreat.

There are also some shrewd businessmen who just want to get to know Joyce. If they can leave a good impression, it may be useful in the future.

"Recently I heard that a baron in the kingdom was deprived of his title and territory by His Majesty because of poor management of the territory, and is now reduced to a commoner. Do you know about this?"

Now it was time for free conversation, and several businessmen talking to Joyce suddenly talked about the recent major events in the kingdom.

"Of course I know. It's been a long time since a noble was deprived of his title. The noble's name seems to be Baron Brown."

The businessmen talked about this matter, but they did not let Joyce get out of the topic, and they always took her into consideration.

From their conversation, Joyce learned that Baron Brown lived a miserable life after being deprived of his title.

Originally, the life in Baron Brown was quite decent, but since Baron Brown went to the royal capital, nothing could be sold or bought in the territory. In a short period of time, riots broke out in the territory, and the Kingdom Knights were dispatched afterwards. It was only through suppression that the situation was quelled.

Baron Brown was demoted to a commoner and his territory was taken back by the kingdom.

Businessmen came forward to talk to Joyce one after another. If they were lucky enough to get attention, their properties in Miracle City would also benefit from it.

Of course, a few businessmen had other ideas. They smiled and raised their glasses to invite Joyce for a private discussion.

At this time, it was Jesse's turn to step forward. He blocked Joyce, and those people did not dare to come forward.

Larry, who was discussing with someone, noticed the movement here, walked over with a sullen face, looked at the awkward businessmen coldly, and then asked Joyce.

"It's nothing, but Mr. Larry, because the affairs of the Lord's Mansion are complicated, I have to leave. Please don't mind." Joyce said apologetically.

"If it's somewhere, it'll be fine if Miss Joyce can come." Larry smiled.

Afterwards, Joyce and Jesse left the banquet. When the two disappeared, the smile on Larry's face gradually faded, and then he looked at the businessmen who were about to talk to Joyce with a cold face.

"Nothing that is opportunistic can last long. As businessmen, you should all know this." Larry said coldly.

Several businessmen were trembling. Although they had a big business, they were far behind Larry who had the support of the Marquis.

The surrounding businessmen all cast scornful glances without any sympathy. Even Larry, a person who needs to be treated with respect, is still trying to be clever. I really don’t know how he got invited.

And it would be better for all of them if these few competitors were missing.

After leaving the hall, Joyce looked at Jesse and asked in confusion: "Mr. Jesse, why did you want to help me?"

She didn't think it was a coincidence. As soon as those people said a word, Jesseff appeared.

Jesseff brought the carriage and said without any concealment: "The lord told me that as soon as Miss Joyce's eyebrows and corners of her mouth are bent downward at the same time, I will step in. Please get on the carriage."

Joyce was slightly stunned by this answer. She suppressed her shyness and continued to ask: "Lord, did you expect what just happened?"

At this time, her mind began to become a little confused, and her questions became strange.

When Joyce got on the carriage, Jessefo was silent. The lord seemed to be very casual when giving him orders, and there was nothing he couldn't say.

He thought for a while and said, "The lord said that Miss Joyce has exquisite appearance, and rude people will definitely come up to talk to her when she attends the banquet, so he ordered me to protect her."

With a bang, the carriage door was closed, and then Joyce's slightly urgent voice sounded, "Mr. Jesseff, let's go back quickly."

".good."

Jesseff shook his head and drove the carriage towards the Lord's Mansion.

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Several days passed after the banquet. Even without anyone reporting on it, Ron himself could feel the liveliness of the city. He set up a night market, so he would naturally go out on the streets to experience it.

In other words, this was his original intention of setting up the night market.

The long night is long, how can we relieve our worries?

Foreign businessmen did not destroy the market, but instead made Miracle City's business more prosperous, enriched the industries of Arnold Territory, and in turn attracted more foreign businessmen to settle in, creating a virtuous cycle.

In the early morning, it was just dawn.

Ron woke up early, took out the mirror and started watching the live broadcast. This has become a must for him every day, and it feels like scrolling through a mobile phone.

"Huh? Have you been away from fighting for a few days? Or did you say that you changed places?"

The scenery inside the mirror is calm, and the surroundings seem to be in a huge cave.

Ron was wondering when two huge shadows suddenly appeared on the screen and slammed into each other. The huge impact destroyed everything else in the cave.

"Oh, it turns out it's halftime."

He laughed, and then looked at it with relish. Two unknown monsters were fighting to the death in the mirror, with blood spilling out. It was very graphic.

This is much more intuitive than any special effects.

Ron watched for a while, frowned, and murmured: "It seems that the spider monster is going to win in the end."

Just as he expected, after several days of fierce battle, the spider-like monster finally won.

Ron felt it was a pity that the fun of a few days ended so suddenly, which was unforgettable.

He put away the mirror and got out of bed to start a new day.

After eating the breakfast prepared by Erin, Ron wandered around the mansion. When passing by the courtyard, he saw Amelia and Veronica painting by the lake.

Seeing this scene, an idea flashed through Ron's mind. He walked over and noticed the person approaching. The two women turned to look, and Veronica immediately saluted.

Ron nodded slightly, then put his eyes on the drawing board, remained silent for a moment and said: "Your Highness, are you an abstract artist?"

Amelia didn't understand what this meant, but she still explained: "Veronica came to me when she encountered a problem in painting, and then I asked her to make a painting, this is it."

Ron looked at Veronica, who had her head lowered. It turns out you drew this, so it's normal.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the rows of ‘fish heads’ growing on the lake.

"Baron, why did you come to see me?" Amelia asked in a cold tone.

Ron said: "I heard you talk about your mother before, and I'm a little curious about how beautiful your mother is. It would be great if you could draw it to satisfy my curiosity."

Hearing this, Amelia's expression became strange. She examined Ron's expression, and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Ron knew that his words were very rude. The other party was still a princess, and he also wanted to see what the other party's mother looked like.

But he couldn't lie or ask in roundabout ways. Amelia's resourcefulness was not a show-off, so it was better to ask directly.

"Okay, but I can't guarantee that I can depict my mother's appearance with my painting skills."

Amelia observed for a while, and only came to the conclusion of 'sincere curiosity' on Ron's face. After hesitating for a while, she agreed, and then began to draw on the drawing board.

Although Amelia does not have an entry for painting, her painting skills far surpass Veronica's and are close to the master level.

After a while, Amelia put away the brush. She looked at the painting and sighed, "This is my limit."

Listening to this, the appearance of the characters in the painting seems to be far inferior to Amelia's mother herself?

Ron became more and more curious. The characters in the painting in front of him were already stunningly beautiful. They were no worse than Amelia herself. Is her mother far above this?

He remembered the characters in the painting in his heart, sighed a few words, and left with an excuse. Even Amelia, who was extremely resourceful, couldn't figure out what medicine Ron was selling in his gourd.

After Ron left the courtyard, he went directly back to his room, took out the mirror and conducted a vague search according to the image in his mind.

There was a reaction soon, and the mirror began to become blurry. This time the interval was a bit long, just like an old-fashioned TV that couldn't receive the signal.

Then, a picture was reflected and appeared on the mirror.

The perspective is from the air looking down.

This is a garden with all kinds of beautiful flowers blooming around it. In the garden courtyard, a voluptuous woman sits on a white chair.

When Ron's eyes fell on the woman's appearance, his pupils shrank. All the words he could think of were not enough to describe the beauty of this woman.

Looking at the woman's face, Ron felt as if he existed in a dream. Now he could understand the emperor of the Olivia Empire, but for a moment, he couldn't control himself.

Ron couldn't help but sigh: Your Royal Highness, you are disabled.

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