Chapter 33: Wine sales, Field's fairy tale

"Your father is a brave and fearless nobleman, the 'bloody rose' chosen by the Ross family, and he left a legendary story in the empire." Simon said some polite words. In fact, the two had no intersection at all, and the old earl's first chosen by the old earl had died in the war with the elves. Simon said loudly, "I admire his bravery very much and hope to meet him one day." Simon was a short and fat man with extremely white skin, his face was covered with freckles and tumors. He lay in the arms of two naked maids. After he finished speaking, he sucked the cherries from the maids' hands with his pouting mouth, chewed them leisurely, and then spit the cores on the maids' snow-white skin with saliva. The maids were not unhappy at all, but kept laughing. It was really corrupt, and Field was not surprised. Many nobles were like this. After all, from childhood to adulthood, you can get whatever you want, and the threshold of pleasure is raised very high. If you want to be happy, you must be more stimulating to get it. As long as you don't provoke yourself, Field doesn't care. At Simon's gesture, Field sat down on the chair and said politely: "You are the noble who is best at managing the territory I have ever seen. The prosperity of Maple Leaf City is unprecedented in my life."