Chapter 16(2/4)
"No, you are not incompatible. Lanti is six years older than you, not to mention that at the right time, according to the agreement between me and Mr. Hyde, you must hand over the power in your hand. Lanti is the most suitable takeover and she needs to stay in Serthborough." said the old lady Medin.
"Ribo, I can't be your wife, but I will serve you like a real wife." Miss Lanty said with a little shyness.
"You can go downstairs and take these things away at the same time." Miss Meiding ordered coldly.
Rebe obeyed the instructions and went downstairs to his room.
All the paintings had been moved into his room with the efforts of the coachman alone, and were stacked there against the wall.
My room was not big at first, but now it looks even smaller.
The curtains in the room were completely opened. Although it was already autumn, the sunlight in the afternoon was still so dazzling.
Miss Frera sat at the head of the bed, bent over and flipped over the suitcase she brought.
"Come here quickly." Frera said without looking back.
After putting the painting in his hand on the top of the stack of oil paintings, Ruibo walked to Miss Frera.
To his surprise, Miss Frera's flirting suitcase was not filled with clothes and daily necessities.
The suitcase was filled with all kinds of strange things, the most of which were sticks, some long and short, some thick and thin, and some slightly bent.
I don’t know what the furry rings are for, and there are also quite a lot of them.
The only thing Ruibo recognized was the strings of extremely sparsely spaced necklaces, but they were not stringed with pearls, but just wooden beads.
Other things, Ruibo is even more useless.
"What are these?" Ribo asked.
"Toys are men's favorite toys, but if used ingeniously, they are also the most enjoyable toys for us women. Pack out an empty drawer for me," explained Miss Frera.
Ruibo quickly opened the closet. He didn't have much clothes at first, and the drawers on it were always empty.
Putting the things in the drawer, Miss Frera threw the suitcase into the corner of the room.
Having all this, Miss Frera stood up and gently unbuttoned the ribbon tied around her waist.
The long skirt Miss Frera wore was a little different. The fluffy and soft hem that was so elegant that she could be completely separated from her upper body.
The group slid softly to the ground, revealing Miss Frera's slender and charming long legs.
A pair of milky white translucent stockings faintly reflected the snow-white and pink skin.
A short silk skirt gently pressed on her hips covered the most charming and charming place.
This pink short skirt is really short and can just cover up Miss Frera's thigh.
Part of the original long skirt that was so tightly wrapped around the upper body lost the hem of the skirt hanging below, so it shrank up, revealing the tights around the waist.
This scene was so tempting that Ribo could not bear it enough, and his heart was beating wildly again.
Suddenly, he remembered that the door was not closed and the curtains had not been pulled up. What if the maids saw this scene?
"I'll go close," Ribo stuttered.
Before he could set off, Miss Frera pulled him: "No, you don't need to close the door, you have to adapt to this, because this is your original hobby, a strange taste. Now, close your eyes and let me teach you the first lesson, which is how to adapt to emotional impulses and how to endure strong stimulation. Only when you can absolutely control all your feelings can you take the initiative in this game. Now, close your eyes tightly."
Rebow closed his eyes as he followed the instructions.
Losing vision, other feelings in the body become extremely sensitive.
Rebbot clearly felt Miss Frera's slender and flexible fingers brushing through every part of his body. As his fingers brushed by, Rebbot felt a numb feeling, and his feet gradually became weak and seemed to be unable to support his body.
Ruibo seemed to feel the ceiling spinning and rolling, everything lost its original balance, and it seemed to be suddenly turned upside down.
Ruibo's knee bent and almost fell to the ground. Suddenly, a severe stinging pain came from his tailbone, which was a heart-wrenching pain.
The severe pain made Rebbo jump up all of a sudden.
"You are such a useless boy, a guy without him. Maybe you are just a little baby. All this is really difficult for you. My dear student, your patience is really poor..." Miss Frera was sarcastic in Ribo's ears. She stimulated Ribo with the most embarrassing and humiliating words.
"If you are ready, if you are still a man, if you still have the courage, then let's do it again." As Frera said that, she used her magical fingers to wander on Ribo.
For Ribo, this is another feeling of the world spinning.
Of course, the final result was another severe sting.
The sun gradually sets, and for the whole afternoon, Ribo lived in the gap between heaven and hell.
However, compared with the extremely painful needle prick, Miss Frera's merciless sarcasm made Rebbo even more unbearable.
To be honest, although Eckert and Keller taught themselves, although they were also quite strict, Rebow still can't forget the pain caused by Eckert's whipping, let alone Keller, his training method can only be expressed in cruelty.
But neither Eckert nor Keller would insult himself like this.
Ruibo has never liked others to insult him since he was a child because he did not have a mother who could express his grievances like other children.
Being beaten and scolded is something he can tolerate, because although it is intense, it does not hurt people.
It is precisely because of this reason that he and the camel in the store have never been able to get along, because the camel likes to insult him very much, saying that he is the nemesis who made his parents die one after another, saying that the business in the store has become bad after coming, and even said that he looked bitter and made customers not buy it. He even insulted that he was Aunt Betty's illegitimate child, otherwise Aunt Betty would not be so kind to him.
What Ruibo couldn't tolerate the most was this insult, but he could only swallow his anger because he knew that the hunchback was always looking for him.
Why did Miss Frera insult herself like this?
Ruibo really can't guess.
He could only endure the severe pain of acupuncture and hurtful insults, he could only endure all of this.
When the maid Cai informed Ruibo that dinner was ready, the maid was completely shocked by the debauchery scene in front of her. With a harsh scream, the maid also seemed to run away.
Not completely awakened from the vague feeling, Rebow let Miss Frera pull herself out. In fact, the continuous high excitement and strong mental and physical stimulation of the afternoon, and the complete stinging pain from the tailbone made Rebow almost forget how to walk.
"Where are you having dinner?" Miss Frera asked in Rebeau's ear.
"The garden living room behind the villa." Ruibo said in a daze.
Not far from Ruibo's bedroom to the garden living room, I turned a staircase and arrived. When the coachman was carrying the oil paintings just now, Miss Frera had just walked around alone, so she knew where the garden living room was?
Rebow was pulled to the living room by Frera.
As usual, Miss Lanti sat on the long dining table in the living room.
The garden living room is semi-open. Although the autumn wind cannot be blown in directly, the air circulates much faster than the indoors, and Ruibo feels chill.
He gradually woke up, and it was not until this time that he realized that his coat and trousers had been taken off by Miss Frera, leaving only a thin silk shirt and a pair of shorts.
This outfit was too rude anyway, and Ribo couldn't help but blush. He wanted to go back to the bedroom and put on his clothes.
"Ribe, come and sit down." Miss Lanty said as if she ignored her eyes, "Come on the dinner."
The maids standing next to them immediately lowered their heads and blushed when they heard the call. Although they had already heard the instructions of their master and Miss Lanti, they would not be strange about such things from now on, but they were not as good as Miss Lanti and could be completely indifferent.
Sitting down at the dining table, Rebow was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to face Miss Lanty.
Unexpectedly, Miss Randy nodded slightly to Miss Frera, said hello, then turned her head and said to Rebe, "Do you have any reservations tomorrow?"
"Arrange?" Rebow glanced at Miss Frera.
"No, Ribo is free all day long," Miss Frera replied on behalf of the person.
"Then Rebe, tomorrow I will take you to visit several families that are very influential in Serthborough." Miss Lanty said.
"Emotional contact?" asked Ribo. He was quite familiar with this set. Eckert taught him extremely systematic diplomatic courses, and he was very familiar with those diplomatic methods.
In fact, Eckert has praised him for his diplomatic talent more than once.
"It's not just about connecting with each other. Most of the families you need to visit tomorrow have had a good relationship with the Medin family for generations. Even if you don't visit, they will stand by you. The visit is out of politeness, and at the same time, it will also make you familiar with and understand the connections between the various families of Sethburg. Although Mr. Hyde must have given you some understanding of this in advance, the information can never be as good as you can get to know in person, right?" Miss Landy said with a smile.
That smile made Ribo feel extremely kind.
"When will we set out tomorrow, and what kind of preparation do I need to make?" Ruibo asked.
"Don't worry, time is abundant. We will visit at most three families. I will prepare everything for you." Miss Lanti said.
"Is my main job in the next period of time to visit these families one by one?" Ruibo asked, not unfamiliar with these.
Miss Lanty nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, visiting the wealthy families of Sethborough, talking to officials of most important departments of Sethborough, and attending one or two banquets is your main work in this month. Earl Fesnan and his aunt discussed that your identity confirmation ceremony will be held a month later. At that time, Sethborough, Bart, Peton, Leyer, and all the nobles of South Port, each of them held a vote that determines your destiny in their hands. What we have to do now is to win over more than a dozen families in Sethborough in this month. These families have the most powerful voice. They have a huge branch. More than half of the nobles in the south of Franz have a deep connection with these dozen families."
"Will there be any family that opposes us?" Ruibo asked.
"The situation is not optimistic, and we don't have many supporters." Miss Landy sighed.
"Why? As far as I know, the Medin family is very popular." Ruibo asked in confusion.
"The most important departments in Sethborough are the Finance Department and the branches related to finance, and the Finance Department has long been under the control of Count Matille," explained Miss Lanty.
"It is the old man who opposed me the most when he was in the cathedral?" asked Ribo.
"Yes, the family of Count Matille has been in charge of the finances of Serthborg for generations," said Miss Lanty.
"What if all the nobles voted against me?" Ruibo was a little worried.
"That will become extremely troublesome. Although the nobles can oppose you, it does not mean that they can deny your bloodline. If this happens, they will generally ask the church to identify your identity and let the gods decide on it. However, it is a very mysterious thing to send and use what method to confirm your identity, but it is decided by His Majesty the King." Miss Lanty said.
"So I have to get support from most families, which is the best way to avoid trouble," Ribo said as Miss Lanty said.
"Yes, my aunt hopes that's the same."
"Miss Lanti, once my identity is confirmed, I will be the lord who can perform the lord's power, right?" Ribo asked again.
"You are sixteen years old now, and the legal adult age is eighteen. If His Majesty the King intends to delay your power, you may have to wait until you are twenty-two to become a true lord." Miss Lanti said.
To be continued...