Since Mittland colonized the East, it brought a large amount of manpower and financial resources, which made the originally poor and backward East develop rapidly.

Although the tribes of the past have been preserved, the so-called chieftaincy system has long since died in name, after all, any Oriental knows who is the leader of them.

With the development of the East, although the former ruler of power was properly settled, he was not willing to lose his previous rights, and could only rely on desperate gifts to tie Wayne's way, so that the regent could give some rights.

But how do they know that Wayne knows their urine very well, and they accept all the gifts as they are, but they don't say a word about giving rights, and they know the essence of thick black.

After a few times of this unwarranted transaction, Griffith ordered the chief not to send it any more, otherwise all the current welfare arrangements would be cancelled.

Of course, there are also people who do not give up and continue to do this, and this is the case with the gift convoy where the red pupil is located right now.

As the limousine drove into the palace, Red Hitomi followed the other dancers out of the car and came to a side hall.

The head maid in charge advised, "Don't look around, don't run around, if something happens, I won't be able to save you." If you can be looked at by that adult, you will naturally be prosperous in the future, and you don't need to live like this anymore. ”

Different from the expressions of other dancing girls, a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the red pupils, he thought that there should be no such thing as slaves in Midland, but now these oriental dancing girls are being sent as goods, what is the difference between them and slaves?

Originally, along the way, Red Hitomi, who still had a good sense of Wayne, suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be much different from those nobles of the empire.

After a while, the dancers who had been waiting quietly were taken out of the side hall and headed towards a large hall that was not luxurious, but very solemn.

Amid the strange looks of the passing guards, a group of dancing girls entered the main hall and waited quietly for their future 'masters' to decide their fate.

The sound of clattering footsteps sounded, but Wayne, who was in a white robe and purple ribbon, sat in the only position in the hall surrounded by a group of guards, a position symbolizing power.

Scanning the group of apprehensive dancing girls, Wayne, who didn't plan to come, was forced by Griffith, according to the previous practice, these dancing girls will eventually be assigned to officers in the army who have not yet started a family, and it is necessary to carefully screen them.

First, a group of female doctors came forward to do a simple examination, and eliminated some of the dancers who had a medical history, second, taught Mitland the language to communicate, and finally Wayne convened a sorority to bring the two parties together, and if they were united on the spot, he would not hesitate to reward them.

Such a process, before that, it is necessary to make these dancing girls mentally prepared.

Wayne cleared his throat and was about to soothe the hearts of the group of dancing girls in a calm tone, but he was stunned when he saw a figure. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, that face was still that face, so it wasn't because of his own hallucinations.

So is there really such an identical person in the world? But why is it that no matter the demeanor and temperament, it is the same?

That's right, he recognized the red pupil, and his face was extremely strange at the moment, and in the case that he couldn't determine the identity of the other party, he could only guess that maybe there were similar people, but all this was a little too coincidental.

He beckoned to the chief maid on the side, who hurriedly paced forward with broken steps, "What does Your Highness command?" ”

"Show me the woman's profile."

Seeing that Wayne nodded the red pupil, the head maid looked understanding, and hurriedly turned over the identity information disguised by the red pupil and handed it to Wayne.

While Wayne was checking the information, the red pupil who was pointed out was also very surprised, originally she thought that it would take at least a few twists and turns to get close to this regent, who would have thought that she would be selected just after she arrived?

Should you feel your own charm? But why is his face so strange? Did you see who you were? No way, it's the first time I've met him.

So, why do you have such an expression?

With this doubt, Red Hitomi was taken to the bath, bathed in petals, put on a luxurious princess dress, and was sent to Wayne's dormitory after some careful dressing.

This is the first time she has enjoyed this kind of almost princess treatment, even if she doesn't pay attention to these things on weekdays, she still can't help but yearn for such a life because of a woman's nature.

It's just that she can't think so much in front of her, and completing the task is the most important thing.

As she walked towards Wayne, who was sitting upright, she couldn't help but feel a trace of nervousness and guilt in her heart.

But as long as she thought that this guy was so absurd, if she was an ordinary person, she might have become the other party's plaything, and she strengthened her determination to do it.

When she stood in front of Wayne, there was only determination in her eyes, and when Wayne was only five steps away in the game, she suddenly moved.

Like a butterfly wearing flowers, the skirt of the white silk flower drew a beautiful arc, and the long knife tied to the whole leg of its right leg was held in its hand, and Huo Ran sheathed it and slashed it!

The close sword light in his eyes made Wayne's eyes flash, and a clear smile appeared on his face, "Sure enough, it's you, it seems that I am indeed not mistaken." ”

The red pupil was stunned, not only because of the other party's words, but also because the blow he was determined to win was actually taken with his bare hands?

When did the famous sharpness of the courtier's 'Kirichi Script' become so unbearable?