What else can you do besides calculating women and rolling around in women? If you had the ability to kill Corneille, why would he threaten me with anonymous letters and force me to come here? " Count Marseilles smiled instead: "You scolded me well, as long as you are in high spirits." Selfishness, fame and a fortune of one million dinars made the two outstanding students in Hequese's world of fame and fortune quickly reconcile. "Don Rodick must not be resurrected. If he is still alive, I will be finished. If I am finished, you will not be in any good situation either." Shimana said: "At present, there are four pieces of evidence that prove that Tang Luodike is still alive: First, after his gender change, he regained his appearance as Don Rodick;. Second, his own account will be able to match all of Don Rodic's deeds, including the secret parts; Third, Corneille’s testimony; Fourth, my testimony...if they use the content of that threatening letter to threaten me, it will be very difficult for me to deal with it. " "Do you think Ingrid's intervention will be extremely biased towards Don Rodic?" asked Count Marseille.

"Well, I heard from Robbie that he helped Ingrid in Hechese to handle something that she couldn't do herself. It can be said that she owed Robbie a favor." "Can we pay a little money to make the Duke of Alva, Corneille and Don Rodique stop?" asked the Count of Marseilles. "Corneille still has something to discuss. He doesn't want to go through so much trouble to rescue Don Rodic because he has been sent to prison again for killing me. So he wants money and he also wants me to help Don Rodic restore his identity." "It's impossible to agree to these conditions..." "Yes, money can be negotiated, but restoration of identity is definitely not negotiable." "And the Duke of Alva?" Selina said sarcastically, "He is just Corneille's puppet. Compared to him, I would rather think that Corneille is the third Duke of Alva." "Okay, you pretend to be weak and delay for a while while Ingrid mediates. I will contact other allies and find a solution. Be careful, don't trust Selina too much, that woman is still in love with your ex-husband. I have seen too many women who are blinded by love, even if she jumps to Corneille's camp now, I am not surprised. " Count Marseille ended the contact and threw the obsolete props into the trash can. Obviously, the matter of Don Rodick had become a major crisis, but his anxiety was only at the level of a middle-aged man who discovered that he was impotent. On the other side, Selena returned to the room and also smoked a cigarette in the corridor. "We need to hold a welcoming ceremony for the 'King of the Forest' to delay the time until an elite lawyer arrives. He knows nothing about this matter, but is well versed in law and rhetoric, and can save you a lot of trouble." Selena said. "Thank you." "Don't thank me. I am the one who wants to kill you the most, no doubt about it." "But fate has brought us together in a wonderful way." "Bite your teeth." Shimanna subconsciously did as she was told, only to be hit by Selina's punch. She was knocked to the ground along with the chair, and retched on the ground. Then Selina kicked her again. "Okay, do you want to make up for everything we didn't do in 1206 today?" Shimanna said incoherently. "Don't get me wrong, idiot. I created a fait accompli that you were violently beaten. In Waite, witches think that men beating women is simply against the will of heaven. Your beating can earn you a lot of sympathy points in the hearts of passers-by."

Despite this, Shimana still felt that Selina's falling fist was mixed with strong personal emotions. There is nothing much to say. Although it failed, I will finish writing five volumes as planned. I thought about giving up halfway, but there was a book friend, whom I would like to call Brother Xianggan, who complained about each chapter with great enthusiasm, which left a deep impression on me. In addition, other book friends voted enthusiastically and spontaneously recommended it to me. If I gave up on this book, I would feel like I had betrayed the book friends who supported me, and I would feel guilty. Moreover, in my personal opinion, finishing a novel may be the last way for a failed writer to regain a little dignity. With no commercial success and no plot that is discussed or resonates with people, it seems that the only thing that can be discussed in the end for such a novel is that it has been completed. Update schedule after release: 3 updates per day until all 2500 words/chapter manuscripts in hand are used up, then 2 updates per day, 3000x2 or 6000x1, and one if chapter will be updated at the end of the month. that's all. Chapter 63: Brokeback Mountain Polly and an elf woman came to the lounge where Dias and his friends were. Blonde hair, tall stature and beautiful face were the most prominent features of the elf race. In fairy tales, elves are elegant and beautiful, yet have a kind of intellectually disabled simplicity, but in reality, only their looks and figures fit the description in fairy tales. Beneath their beautiful appearance, most elves are racists, environmentalists, vegetarians, animal protectionists, de-urbanists, sexual minorities, and have a huge gap with federal society. Elves also like tattoos, and in the Federation, only serious criminals have indelible tattoos left on their shoulders using extraordinary props. Therefore, the Federation has an instinctive prejudice against tattoos. These contradictions have led to many verbal battles between the two sides: writers hired by the elves published articles on equal rights and anti-racial discrimination in newspapers, angrily denouncing the Federation's human supremacy organization as reactionary, conservative, and ignorant. Human supremacists also hired writers to denounce the elves in newspapers as monsters, hypocritical liberals, the cause of degeneration and social unrest, and traitors. The extreme emotions expressed by both sides attracted a large number of audiences with firm stances, and the newspaper bosses also sent their own writers to stir up the debate, allowing it to continue to ferment and thus boost newspaper sales. To this end, they took great pains to maintain a balance between egalitarians and human supremacists, and many writers became famous because of this, but were ruined in the struggle. Under such estrangement, the reaction of an elf appearing in the lounge can be imagined - Fortunately, the elf maid who came with Polly didn't have a sullen face, otherwise Corneille's hand would definitely be on the hilt of the sword. Polly was completely unaware that her fellow travelers were almost on Corneille's killing line. She introduced them as Ingrid's attendants and envoys, and invited them to go to the "Ancient Hymn". When the beautiful elf woman saw Dias, she instinctively despised the weak and low-energy young duke, but Corneille and Don Rodick asked her to show respect to the Duke of Alva. "The last time I boarded the Ancient Anthem was in 1217. According to the elves' concept of time, a dozen years is not enough for this warship to undergo major changes." However, to Don Rodick's surprise, he felt unfamiliar when he first saw the warship. The elven maid explained that the Ancient Hymn had tried to prevent Isabella from becoming the king of the forest in the Emperor's domain. That reckless bombardment had angered the Jupiter Tree. Common sense would say that plants would not fight back, but the Jupiter Tree caused lightning to fall, and the Ancient Anthem nearly disintegrated in mid-air. Although it was somewhat embarrassing, the elves used elf magic to record the anger of the Jupiter Tree, so they created the first exclusive magic for the "Queen" domain: lightning magic. Corneille knew that the elf maid told this story, firstly to show off her magic, and secondly to warn Corneille not to mess around on the boat, otherwise his eating skills would be copied by the magic. Diaz smiled. "What are you laughing at?" Gao Naiyi asked in a low voice.

"I wonder what will happen if they (the elves) who like to copy encounter the Longueville family who value copyright." "Good question. Next time Miss Longueville makes you angry, just ask her that." The Centaurs kneeling in the botanical garden waved to the humans boarding the ship curiously and friendly. Diaz returned the gesture and was almost kidnapped by these aliens with overflowing maternal love and taken to the botanical garden. The dog-men guards acted as ceremonial soldiers, standing in two rows, drawing their swords and raising them above their heads, pointing them diagonally forward, with the tips of their swords crossing in the air. Although this was a very serious scene, Corneille noticed that there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes secretly looking at Dias. "Very good, I've confirmed that the aliens like you." Cornelius whispered, "Dias, remember to use your charm to gain diplomatic advantages for us." Diaz smiled bitterly: "What should I do?" "Just smile at this time." The elf maid led the way to avoid the dark corridor that Polly walked through, so Dias and his group did not encounter any vampires. But when he went up the stairs, Corneille still felt the prying eyes. "'Scarlet' Camilla's brother." "Whose bloodline is he?" "What an alluring scent, the fragrance of Camilla and the surging vitality of Hathor, covering up the smell of money from Fortuna... Hey, what else is inside him?" "Shh, he seems to have heard us." These conversations rushed into Corneille's mind in an instant, and he almost had to hold his weapon to suppress the stress of hearing his sister's name. Why did Camilla's name appear here, and how did he hear the conversation beyond his perception range? As a result, Corneille's footsteps sounded particularly heavy as he landed on the next step. In the palace with draped curtains, Ingrid hugged Don Rodic. Judging from her appearance, she was a tall beauty with long golden hair, but the dense tattoos on her body made people stay away from her. "Sorry I'm late, old friend." Ingrid spoke with deep affection, but everyone guessed that she was here to take advantage of the situation... Despite this, tears welled up in Don Rodick's eyes. In his situation, it is so rare for acquaintances to come and join the team. "Cry, cry. No matter how old a human male is, there is a big boy living in his heart. After crying, wipe away your tears and face reality." Ingrid turned to Dias and said, "Mr. Toledo, I see noble qualities and the brilliance of humanity in you. If you don't mind, you will be my friend as well as Mr. Don Rodick's friend." "Ah, I appreciate it, but I'm just expressing my thoughts. The credit should go to Brokeback Mountain." The Count of Brokeback Mountain was Corneille's title, but even he himself had forgotten it. First, the honorary titles that are conferred for a lifetime, without fiefdoms and cannot be inherited, are not worth displaying. There are 500,000 such titles in the Federation. Second, thanks to Fortuna, money replaced bloodline as the measure of social status, and the title was just the icing on the cake. People were willing to call him "Mr. Corneille" not because of his fighting career, but because of his mansion in Eagle County, his savings, his annual income, and his promising future.

Ingrid shook hands with Dias. She was surprised for a moment, then turned into a mysterious smile and turned to Corneille. "You have trained the Duke of Alva very well. Will he become the second Lady Angelica?" she asked. Corneille found the question offensive, but Ingrid calmly accepted his accusatory look. "I am the Duke's subject and friend. I offer advice and am happy to keep him company, but it is up to the Duke to define how he will live his life and what kind of person he will become," he replied. This answer made Dias a little depressed, but when he heard Ingrid's subsequent praise, he puffed out his chest proudly. Then, Ingrid returned to the real topic: "Well, Mr. Don Rodick, I'm glad you've returned as a man, but I have to say something sarcastic: Restoring identity and regaining property are two more realistic goals. Even under extreme conditions, the former has to be abandoned. Because too many people have benefited from your 'hero's death', your return will make them embarrassed. Although there are many differences between them, common interests will unite them. At the same time, if you take extreme actions, it will put the people who lend you a helping hand into a very passive situation. So, please be patient for a while... although emotionally speaking, this is difficult to accept. " Tang Rodick smiled bitterly: "What else can I not accept? I have even been a woman and was almost taken away by Selena..." "The money should be taken back, and Mr. Tang Luodike will feel comforted when his identity is restored." Corneille said: "Based on interests and emotional considerations, the first thing we have to do is to get Mr. Tang Luodike to leave the Tower of Discipline." "That's right." Ingrid nodded. "Let's list all the cards we have and think of a countermeasure." Chapter 64: Magic Bullet Shooter While calculating her own cards, Ingrid also told the story of her relationship with Don Rodick. It turned out that fifty years ago, when Ingrid was a lecturer at Hecheser University, she fell in love with the sister of a human disciple. It's just that women cannot be together, and humans cannot be together with elves. This wrong love affair never started, and no one was hurt. To Ingrid, this was just a tiny ripple in her long life. She soon forgot about the girl and the fruitless love. In 1219, when she visited Hequese, she suddenly dug up this incident from the fragments of her memory. She decided to inquire about the girl's situation. In a short period of time, which was not long for Ingrid, the girl grew up, got married, gave birth to a child, and then lived a miserable life. Her brother died in a duel for love; her husband served in the navy, caught a fever at sea, and died when he returned to land, leaving her and her daughter alone and helpless. Ingrid wanted to help her, but she refused Ingrid's help because poverty often breeds extremes. The little human girl in Ingrid's memory had become a fanatical human supremacist and naturally refused the elves' help. In desperation, Ingrid had to find a human who could keep secrets, was kind, generous, and loving, to help the other person on her behalf... and Don Rodick was chosen. This seems simple, but it gave Don Rodick a lot of trouble, because the overall income of the community where the mother and daughter lived was low. If he gave the money rashly, it would not only make it easy for them to refuse to accept the money due to their confusion, but it would also be more likely to attract violent crime. Therefore, Don Rodick visited the couple in the name of a friend of his deceased brother and gave them some small gifts. He then discovered that the mother and daughter were playing cards for entertainment, and immediately an idea came to his mind. He "lost" money to the mother and daughter in the name of playing cards. A superhuman playing cards with an ordinary person can completely control the overall situation. Don Rodick sometimes won and sometimes lost. At the end of the day, he gave the mother and daughter a hundred dinars without making them suspicious, and bought dinner to improve their meals.