"I……"

Before Fris's mistress finished speaking, Downton reached out and grabbed her right breast, kneaded her hard, and then lowered his head and kissed her lips as she exclaimed.

The other mistresses were all stunned. You should know that even if Downton was a divine servant, he was just a scepter, and Fris was at the legendary level and could kill him with a wave of his hand.

"You are absolutely crazy. You dare to be disrespectful to your mistress!"

The mother of Defo roared, trying to arouse everyone's hatred of the enemy and deprive Downton of his identity.

"Hmph, I am just a substitute for the Queen of God to test your will and faith. Now it seems very disappointing." Downton snorted coldly and did not let go of the mistress of Freis.

The mistress was silent. They found that Downton's lips were bitten by Fris. The mistress was ashamed and angry, but she did not act excessively.

"Tsk, I didn't expect Fris to have this kind of habit!"

Ban Rui's mother teased and eased the atmosphere. In fact, she knew that it was because of the power of Downton's left eye. In addition to having natural soul pressure on Dowl, it also had a fatal attraction to them.

Drow's faith and power come from Queen Rose, and Downton devoured a thread of her will. Strictly speaking, he is equivalent to Queen God's will incarnation, and is the spokesperson of Queen God on the earth. It would be strange if he doesn't have a huge attraction to them.

"you……"

Miss Freis finally came to his senses from the feeling that made his body sore. Just as he was about to explode, Downton lowered his head and kissed him again.

This time, Downton put his hands up and stroked his mistress's plump buttocks, and pressed her tightly towards him.

"Well!"

The mistress moaned and then wrapped herself in Downton, took the initiative and responded enthusiastically to her.

"Enough, are you going to get out of the sheets here?"

Ban Rui's mother looked bad and shouted loudly.

Fris reluctantly let go of Downton. Between the two separated lips, saliva pulled out a silver thread, which looked very lustful.

Downton's expression remained unchanged, but in fact he cursed "I, Dipolo" in his heart. He originally planned to use the name of the Queen of God to threaten these mistresses with the help of the Queen of God to achieve his goal.

In his opinion, the eight mistresses are legendary and have a high status and will definitely not accept this approach, but he obviously underestimated the moral integrity of the mistresses.

"Very good, I'll get three billion gold coins, but you have to..."

The mistress Fres put her chest on her right hand and circled her lower abdomen. She looked charming and happy with the servant of the God of God, and she would probably be appreciated by the Queen of God.

"What do you think the servant of God is? A male favorite?"

Downton asked angrily. Among the eight mistresses, Fris had a relatively weak personality, so he dared to fight like this, but he didn't expect that she would become slutty and was extremely difficult to deal with.

The mistresses curled their lips and thought about how to get Downton to bed. Although he could not squeeze out his life energy because of his identity as a servant of God, he could also get more divine grace in the future after pleasing God. As for Zhen, Cao and other things, Zhuoer had no idea at all.

"I will provide up to one.5 billion supplies."

Seeing that several mistresses stopped insisting, the mistress Difo cut half of them and raised her own bottom line.

"At least 5 billion gold coins can reflect your loyalty to the Queen of God!" Downton snorted coldly, "There are too many families below, some of which are the mistresses who want to replace you."

"You threaten me?"

Mother Defo yelled.

"It is not a threat, it is just a way to eliminate the unsteadfast people. You are in a high position and have forgotten the awe. Forgot that these glory have been brought to you by the Queen of God!"

Downton spoke out loudly, his cold eyes swept across everyone.

"you……"

Miss Difo was so angry that she would not blink if she offered a sacrifice worth 5 billion gold coins for the Queen of God, but to a servant of God, who knew what this guy would use this money to do?

Downton was corrupted and absolutely loyal to God. What the mistress Difo was worried about was that he formed an alliance with other mistresses and then used his own money to deal with him. After all, there were conflicts between the two sides.

"Stop talking!"

The mistress of Hennett, who was helping the Devo family, spoke out, and half of them had turned against each other. What's the use of persisting? The most urgent task now is how to install people, gain Downton's favor, and pave the way for the future.

No one objected, but the negotiations did not end directly. Downton finally understood the strength of his mistress and was worthy of bringing the family to the peak. He paid for the money, even if there was only a little bit, and he would get rewards.

The final result was that Downton received a total of 19 billion gold coins and supplies. Looking at the last number, he was deeply hit and felt that he was very unsuitable for negotiation.

"You're content. If these mistresses hadn't had their own thoughts, you wouldn't have even gotten these."

Is the mistress so easy to deal with? Homa thinks it is already very good to have this gain!

"Ask a pity, how are you going to invade the surface?"

Maris asked a question that everyone was most concerned about.

"Of course, I used Sissi's love for me and then used the secret method of darkness to make her completely fascinated me. If I became the prince of the Lombardy Empire and had great power, it would be much easier to act."

Downton talked freely.

The mistresses nodded in hearing this. Donton's handsomeness needs no need to say much. The information they received also said that the Bavarian Rose was chasing him. If they worked harder, this plan could be implemented.

"No matter what, I will persuade Xixi to open the trade zone as soon as possible and try my best to open up the trade channels underground. I need you to accumulate strength crazyly. Once the time is ripe, head to the surface!"

Downton's tone was excited, like a fanatical believer who wanted to expand for the territory of Queen God.

Mares and Fris, who had no surface business, were happy. When asked about the details, Banrui's mistress frowned. You should know that 70% of the underground and surface trades are in her hands. Downton's actions have cut off her wealth.

"My mistress Ban Rui, how much money can you make by smuggling? You also have to face the crisis of being captured by the slave group of Zoer. Why not open the trade zone and hire dwarves and let those humans come to us to sell goods?"

Downton looked at Ban Rui, "You are also a wise mistress. Don't you know that a businessman will become active if you have 20% profits. If you have 50% profits, you will take risks. If you have 100% profits, you will dare to trample on all laws. If you have 300% profits, you will dare to take the risk. Why don't you open the door and wait for them to send money to your door?"

“Awesome!”

Maris and Fris were the first to applaud, and the other mistresses nodded frequently.

"Hmph, don't forget about racial conflicts. Zoer will not agree with other races at all!"

Ban Rui's mistress snorted coldly.

"So it is necessary to promote it. As long as trade makes the Zoer civilians rich, they will temporarily forget about racial conflicts. No one in this world will like poverty."

Downton answered.

"And what, coexist with humanity?"

Ban Rui's mistress laughed at her.

"You have forgotten one thing: as long as there is a race, racial conflicts will not disappear. As long as there is a little provocation, the hatred will be incited. What we have to do is to accumulate enough wealth to start the war and then ignite the fuse."

Downton talked freely without any interruption, which made several mistresses have to admit it. This guy is very charming, and it is indeed meaningful to choose him.

"Tsk. If Twilight hadn't taken action personally, I would have suspected that Downton was still a corrupt evil servant. This plan would be very sinister!"

"Hmph. Be careful to play with fire**."

Homer was very worried that he was foolish with Zhuoer, who was good at playing conspiracies, was completely flirting with the tiger. "What if they really invade the surface then? No, the underground race has coveted it for tens of thousands of years and will definitely launch an aggressive war."

"Do you think I don't know?"

"Hmm? Then you still encouraged them like this? Increase their strength?"

Hearing Downton's answer, the cheap god was stunned.

"They are not the only ones who benefit from the trade. Besides, there are too many articles that can be done in trade activities."

Downton recalled the economic knowledge he saw in his dream and explained to the two, "Besides, invasion is invasion. As my divine servant, the Western Frontier will never become the target of the first strike. Some people are thunders, and I accumulate wealth in trade to expand my army and conquer it!"

"Your heart is so dark!"

Cheap God's evaluation.

"Hmph, I killed DuPont, Xuerle, Tigerwoods, and the useless man from the Rhine Empire. Do you think these three big families will let me go? I have no way out now. Only by madly increasing my strength can I be qualified to compete with them."

Downton clenched his fists, "Even if he can't beat them and if he wants to kill me, I will try to make them shed an extra drop of blood."

The eight mistresses were convinced by this statement, even put aside Downton, began to consider the feasibility of the plan and perfect it. In the end, they even began to argue about the share each family gained in the trade zone.

"I feel like you release a tiger!"

Homer was very worried that as a erudite, he actually didn't want to see the devastation of life.

"Don't worry, in this world, war is the main theme, and peace is just an intermission period of war."

Downton's expression was plain, "Besides, once the trade is open, we can also engage in cultural invasion. The bigger reason for the emergence of racial conflicts is that there is no communication or understanding, and it will be strange if you kill each other when you meet.

And now, I am giving both sides a chance to sit down and get to know each other!”

"Forget it, just guarantee our interests."

Homer no longer cared about these nostalgic business. Downton had too many enemies. Maybe he would have been killed before Drown invaded the surface.

Downton returned to the hotel with satisfaction. In the next few days, he began to accept supplies and gold coins from the eight major families. After all, he controlled the trade on the surface. Because the eight mistresses were worried about their respective shares, they were quite active this time, not only giving away gold coins, but also giving away people.

"There must be spies among these drowns!"

Xixi commented that Wu Tao, who was staying aside, stretched her eyes widened with her hands and tried to find the bad guy. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!