Chapter 138: WOW: 138 High Heels Business

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Chapter 138: WOW: 138 High Heels Business patreon.com/WeakVisible for Advance Chapter Since they have sent out the pirates to silence them, if we don’t kill them, are we going to keep them around for the New Year? Actually, this is not true. Sir Shangke’s original idea was to attack Arthas’s army, and it would be best if he was defeated and returned in disgrace. A prince who lost the battle would definitely not be liked, and then he could unite with other nobles to compete with Terenas and gain more benefits. He really didn’t think about killing Arthas, but he didn’t consider, what if Arthas died in the attack? Once a war breaks out and a feud is formed, the best way is to crush the opponent to ashes! Even the soul should be annihilated, otherwise it will continue to cause trouble in the shadow world. This is a world of swords and magic. It is absurd that people can go to the underworld to continue to rejuvenate after death. "Your Highness, the manor has been cleaned up." Marlaine came up to Alsace, her tone respectful and a little nervous. "Next, we will recruit the surrendered nobles, lock them up, and give them the minimum amount of food. They are still useful. Marlan, do you think I am cruel? I don’t care about the so-called laws of the nobles?" Arthas chuckled. This is the Azeroth version of "no punishment for scholars and officials". Even if the nobles die, it is a dignified death, and they will avoid death if possible. "No, I will not speculate on anything Your Highness does. I will only carry out Your Highness’ orders." Marlan still kept her head down. She would not and did not admit such a thing. Walking over, holding Marlan in his arms, Alsace put his hands on her hips and kneaded them. "You are like my wife in my heart. I am not a loyal man. I may have many wives. But when it comes to my wife, I will only do my best to help her, love her, and protect her. Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. I don’t want their descendants to seek revenge on you when they grow up. I can’t guarantee it, so it’s best to kill them all. Marlan, we are husband and wife. If there is any problem, we must talk it out. Don’t hold it in your heart. I like you." "Your Highness!" Marlan was somewhat touched. At least a man was willing to explain to her. With Alsace’s status and his bright future, there were many women willing to kneel down and lick his toes. Being able to explain to her so gently was already giving her face and treating her as one of his own. The reason why mature women are mature women is that they can enlighten themselves and will not get stuck in a dead end. They will not be shy, and mature women can also assist themselves and vent their animal desires, which is simply killing two birds with one stone. His men were all busy, so it would take some time, a week at least. Alsace had no intention of taking Vanessa and her daughter away, because he had one more thing to do before that, which was to kill Sir Shangke, who was still alive. If you don’t remove the roots, they will grow again in the spring breeze! "We have to root it out. If his lair is raided, he will surely jump out. Then we can kill him and this piece of land will be ours." Alsace told Marlan that the army was well managed by Marlan, and she could handle many annoying trivial matters very well. She also trained trustworthy subordinates in a short time and gave them power to do things, which was something Alsace could not do. "I’m afraid he won’t come back. Your Highness, we have to make preparations for both scenarios. If Shangke doesn’t come back, we have to take the initiative to attack. Once he flees to the territories of other nobles to seek shelter, he will ruin your reputation and become a burden to you." Marlan frowned and looked at the map of the Eastern Kingdom, his eyes searching for the possible hiding place of Sir Shangke. Marlan was right. If the old fox didn’t come back, he would have to watch Alsace invade his territory. He could make a counter-accusation and use public opinion to fight back, which would be very troublesome. Both of them were thinking about the problem. Marlan’s talent in military affairs was unparalleled, but when it came to intrigue, she was a little overwhelmed. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been struggling to support herself as a woman of extraordinary talent. She really didn’t know how to play the game in the aristocratic circle. Is it necessary to learn such a decadent and corrupt system? It would be better to focus on the military. Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door. Arthas rubbed his brows and said, "Come in." Click, click, click. The person who came in was Christasa, wearing a pair of newly made open-toed high-heeled shoes. Her ten pink toes looked lush and green on the silver-white high heels. "Your Highness, what do you think?" Arthas’s eyes lit up. Azeroth didn’t have high heels, so he thought about making high heels and stockings for consumption. However, these two products were very easy to imitate, so he could only temporarily give up this idea. But since the arrival of the dragon messengers, he had another idea. Add magic and enchantment to high heels and stockings, magic stockings that can keep warm! High heels with wind enchantment that makes walking much lighter, etc., add all kinds of unexpected enchantments. This is something that only magicians can do, which means that the manufacturing cost will be much higher. But what is the point? Products sold to the nobles must be of this kind of fine products. Magic items with traces of magic and fancy special effects are enough to make them brag! "Very good, this looks much sexier!" Alsace looked at the high-level elf beauty in front of him. Her snow-white legs were covered with sexy black silk suspenders and she was wearing ten-centimeter high heels. Although she was still a little uncomfortable walking, her look was enough to drive any man crazy! Marlan’s eyes lit up, as a woman, she loves beauty, she is not an old woman, she just mocks herself as an old woman, a 30-year-old young woman is not really old. Her eyes looked at the high heels and stockings that were shining and had a hazy color. "Did you design this, Your Highness?" "Well, I plan to make thirty copies and give them to other lords, including nobles from other kingdoms. I’ll let them advertise for me, and they’ll definitely cause a sensation when they wear them to banquets. When the time comes, I’ll spread the word that this is made in Lordaeron, and they’ll come to buy it. I’ve also prepared some magic rings and necklaces, all of which are gold. When we return victorious from Quel’Thalas, their shopping desire will reach its peak, and then we can sell them!" Alsace’s tone was somewhat smug, this kind of thing looks so sexy on a woman, not to mention women, even men can’t resist it!

Chapter 138: WOW: 138 High Heels Business

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