Canglan Kingdom, Anatolia.
The beautiful and alluring Countess was in the kitchen fetching red wine.
Her gray silk-clad feet, stained with dirt, stepped on the marble floor, leaving wet footprints with every step.
"Since this red wine is for the Knight Master, it must be the treasured bottle to properly entertain him."
The Countess's delicate, seemingly boneless hand rested on the cabinet as she leaned forward, searching for the treasured wine.
"Ah ~ finally found this bottle of red wine!"
After a long search, the alluring Countess spotted the tightly wrapped bottle in the display cabinet.
This bottle had been treasured by the Count for a long time. If sold at a tavern, it could fetch a price of one hundred gold coins.
Only by serving this wine to Chu Yun could they highlight the Knight Master's noble status.
After a while, when the Countess returned to the dining room holding the wine, the plump Count showed a displeased expression.
"Why did it take you so long to fetch a bottle of wine?" the Count asked his beautiful and flirtatious wife.
She held the treasured wine in one hand while the other rested on her slightly rounded belly.
Sitting on the chair, the Countess tightly crossed her gray silk-clad legs and opened the wine bottle.
A rich aroma of grape red wine immediately spread.
"What kind of wine is this? It smells amazing!"
Chu Yun had just come back from the restroom and was being forced to drink by the Count, so he had no choice but to swallow it all.
Seeing the wine, Chu Yun couldn't help but ask,
"Knight Master, you're back just in time. This bottle has been treasured by me for many years and I've been reluctant to open it!"
The Count smiled lightly.
"Hurry and pour some for the Knight Master!"
The Count turned to his beautiful and alluring wife.
"Yes ~"
The Countess, still tightly crossing her gray silk legs, bent over and poured wine into the goblet before Chu Yun.
As she poured, she walked to Chu Yun's side, smiling softly.
Then she walked to her husband and poured wine for him.
The Count noticed the sweat stains on his wife's silk-clad legs.
"What's wrong, madam? Your stockings are so dirty, why not change them?"
"And your strong scent, what if it bothers the Knight Master?"
The Count looked at his wife's sexy gray silk-clad legs.
The Countess's full and alluring legs were now covered with sweat stains.
"That's because the Knight Master came to drink, no time to bathe ~"
The Countess laughed lightly.
The Count shook his head and stopped caring about his charming and alluring wife, focusing on drinking with Chu Yun instead.
Nightfall.
Lake Witch had brought Mana and the refugees into the city's inner district.
As long as Chu Yun gave orders, she could bring these refugees to the Count's mansion at any time.
"Come, tell me first, how did you become a refugee?"
Lake Witch looked at an old man dressed in rags like a beggar and slowly asked.
"Witch lady, it was the Count who robbed me of my grain."
"This year Anatolia had a rare bumper harvest. After handing over a large amount of grain, only a little coarse grain remained for me to barely survive the winter."
At this, the old refugee knelt repeatedly, kowtowing.
"But then the Count and his soldiers came and took all the coarse grain from my house, leaving only two silver coins."
Hearing this, Lake Witch immediately understood.
That fat Count had already bought a lot of grain.
But when he heard that the Knight Master was bringing three hundred thousand resistance troops to Anatolia, he hatched another plan.
To prevent Chu Yun from buying grain from the commoners, the Count forcibly bought their grain at very low prices.
"Alright, I understand."
Lake Witch waved her hand and ordered the soldiers to take care of the refugees.
Once Chu Yun gave the order, these refugees could be used to pressure the Count.
Then the Count would no longer be able to sell grain at exorbitant prices.
Count's mansion.
"Sister ~ Master's Magic Power is so strong ~"
"I feel my own Magic Power growing stronger ~"
The Count's Second Wife wore a sexy black lace tight skirt, her full legs clad in sweat-stained black silk pantyhose.
The Second Wife's looks even surpassed the madam's in allure and beauty, with flawless ivory-like skin.
Yet, her stunning face now bore a bright smile.
"Sis, are you about to become a Seventh Level Archmage?"
The Countess rolled her eyes at the Second Wife and asked slowly.
"Yes ~ My magical talent is low. Reaching Sixth Level Archmage was only possible because the Count spent a fortune on me ~"
"No way, I must have more Magic Power ~ I must advance to Seventh Level Archmage!"
The Second Wife's eyes flashed with a strange light.
The Countess could not help but show disdain.
During dinner, Chu Yun had asked the Countess,
"Knight Master, are you really going to take action against the Count?"
The Countess looked at Chu Yun and asked.
"Yes, your husband forcibly bought grain from the commoners, leaving them without food."
"And now they wander around Anatolia as refugees. Do you think this Knight Master will sit idly by?"
Chu Yun said with a light laugh.
The Countess, a noble and charming aristocrat of Anatolia, knew well that raising three hundred thousand resistance troops would not be easy for Chu Yun.
"Knight Master, can you make the Count sell the grain to you cheaply? Don't ruin the Count's mansion ~"
The Countess asked slowly.
She wasn't concerned about the Count, but didn't want to lose her noble Countess status.
"That depends on your performance. As long as I'm satisfied, anything is possible!"
Chu Yun smiled lightly.
Count's room.
The plump Count returned after bathing and asked the maid dressed in a white silk miniskirt,
"Where is the madam?"
"The madam has already gone to rest, sir Count."
The maid replied slowly.
"Really? Then why are her peony-colored eight-centimeter heels still here?"
The Count looked at the pair of sexy high heels his beautiful Countess had worn today.
Especially since the Countess had walked a long way in those sweat-soaked gray silk-clad feet.
The dirty shoes smelled strongly.
"Quick! Throw these high heels out!"
The Count only glanced and immediately understood what had happened—his wife had been walking around in these shoes all day.
But thinking of the Knight Master, the Count suppressed his angry expression.
Chu Yun had thirty thousand resistance troops outside Anatolia—far beyond the Count's ability to provoke.
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