Book of Gods and Demons

December 2nd, early in the morning.

Far away from Hyderabad Palace, and even approaching the slums of Hyderabad, in a small building with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary floor area, Bavaria Zo Kaiser Ulrich is busy.

Reluctant to light the candles, Bavaria was shirtless, sitting behind the opened curtains, using the extremely dim sky light from the outside to patch up a piece of white silk underwear with holes in the cuffs.

Over seven feet and eight inches tall, he is burly and majestic like an ice plain white bear. The body is covered with pale yellow body hair. The Bavarian with large carrots on the fingers is cautious, **** holding a small sewing needle, grinning, extremely Difficulty patching up the broad bean-sized holes in the cuffs.

Carefully, one thread after another, one needle after another... The needle kept poking on the finger, leaving tiny white marks on the flexible cocoon skin.

The fingers that were used to heavy maces and were better at smashing the heads of people or beasts were trembling, and the cold sweat from Bavaria's forehead dripped drop by drop, immersed in his eyes, stimulating him to blink constantly.

It took a full half an hour to barely sew the holes in the cuffs. Bavaria raised the shirt in his hand, looked at the crooked cuffs, and sighed heavily.

"Oh, no... I am starting to miss Xiuli'er... My personal maid, my little cutie, with you, all the holes in my clothes, you can always help me quickly and well repair the holes! "

"Lovely Xiuli, my baby, who makes your salary so high?"

"Five Golden Marks a month...As a personal maid, this salary is too much, I can only fire you, it is really...no way...I can only fire you!"

"Oh, I never knew that mending clothes is such a difficult thing!"

The shirt was thrown behind, and the bedding used was all made of muslin. The four-poster bed was a bit poor compared to Bavaria’s identity. The ambassador of the Lucia Empire to the German Empire, a member of the Lucia royal family, and the Duke of Bavaria. Zo Caesar Ulrich stood up and walked twice in his small bedroom with his hands behind his back.

The bedroom is only twenty feet long and wide. For ordinary people, this bedroom is luxurious.

But for Bavaria, who has an imperial duke and is an ambassador, this bedroom is too shabby, and compared to his huge size, this bedroom is indeed too small.

"Arthur... pour me a warm glass of gin!" Bavaria yelled, distraught.

For a long while, no one responded.

Bavaria's eyes widened, and her eyebrows that were as strong as iron hooks trembled fiercely: "Arthur? Damn bones, are you lazy again?"

After another long time, Bavaria, who was about to explode, slapped himself on the forehead.

"Ah, **** it, Arthur was fired by me a week ago...I can't blame me, although you have served as a personal servant, personal assistant, confidential secretary, coachman, gardener, gardener, etc. more than a dozen positions, but... A salary of eight gold marks a month is too much."

Bavaria murmured, and he walked out of the bedroom with a sullen face and into the small living room outside.

This building, near the slum of the imperial capital, was originally the headquarters of a small civilian chamber of commerce. Six months ago, this small chamber of commerce went bankrupt, and the building was mortgaged to the creditor.

Because of the bankruptcy of the former owner, this building gave the building an ominous atmosphere. The current owner of this building listed it for sale and lease, but no one was willing to take over for a long time.

Two months ago, due to rent arrears, the original landlord was kicked out. He brought a stall of embassy officials in Bavaria, where the imperial capital had nowhere to go. I didn’t know how to find out about it, and I hurried to bring people to the door to discuss.

Bavaria presented himself as a member of the royal family of the Lucia Empire, revealed the title of the duke of his empire, and even more intentionally or unintentionally, showed off his power as a sixth-order transcendent in front of the current owner of the small building.

The current owner of this small building is just a small shareholder of a small chamber of commerce, and he has never seen anything in the world... The nobleman with the highest rank he has dealt with in his life is just a little baron of the Durham Empire.

That little baron has already shocked the current owner of this small building.

The royal duke of the dignified Lucia Empire came to the door... personally bargained with himself... Bavaria went smoothly, and obtained the right to use this small building for three years in a nearly empty glove white wolf method.

He didn't pay a penny of rent... He just promised that as the Duke of the Empire, he would help the current owner of the small building pull the strings on the Lucia Empire to see if there is any business to take care of the other party.

The successful white wolf gave Bavaria and its hundreds of embassy officials a place in the freezing cold of Hyderabad.

However, compared to the former residence of the Lucia Empire Embassy, ​​that place is after all a remodeled from the mansion of an earl.

And here, it is just the headquarters of a small civilian chamber of commerce.

The building area, usable area, and even the area of ​​each room cannot be compared with the original embassy site. The environment is extremely cramped and the conditions are extremely harsh...

But is there any way?

Bavaria and the entire embassy are about to go bankrupt!

They have not been able to receive a golden mark from China for nearly half a year!

In poor Bavaria, even his personal servants and personal maids have been fired. This shows how embarrassed he and the embassy are now!

Running to the wine cabinet in the living room, Bavaria grabbed a wine bottle and pulled out the cork with a bang.

He grabbed a bronze wine glass and poured the wine bottle into the wine glass... With a few ‘dada’ sounds, a few drops of turbid wine dripped from the wine bottle, and even failed to fill the bottom of the wine glass.

"Damn bastard!"

Bavaria snarled frantically. He dropped the bottle and grabbed another bottle of wine... This bottle of wine was very good for him, and he poured out about half a glass of spirits from it.

Looking blankly at the little drink at the bottom of the glass, Bavaria unwillingly grabbed the other bottles in the wine cabinet and shook them.

The door of the living room was pushed open, and the second secretary of the embassy, ​​a tall blond man walked in. He looked at Bavaria and sighed: "Dear Ambassador, we drank all your food last night. All the wine...the little bit in your glass is the last sip that our conscience is overwhelmed with, and deliberately left you!"

Bavaria turned around and looked at Mr. Second Secret angrily: "Shilov, you bastard..."

Raising the glass and drank it, he slammed the glass to the ground, and Bavaria said angrily: "You **** crap..."

Panting low, Bavaria wandered in circles in the small living room.

After a few laps, Bavaria frowned and looked at Shilov: "Assemble everyone, we have to find a way to get some money... Damn... Have you read the official letter sent by the Empire yesterday? The Empire bill has been hung up again this year. Hongyin, I owe a lot of money...According to my experience, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will not give us any money until March next year...We have to get some money!"

Shilov stretched out his hands helplessly: "I'm afraid that today's meeting will be postponed... Now in the embassy, ​​everyone except me has gone out... To be exact, they haven't returned all night!"

Bavaria's eyes widened: "What did they do?"

Shilov shrugged his shoulders: "Our chief military officer went to the underground boxing ring to fight black punches. If he was not beaten to death last night, he should come back with a golden mark... Of course, you don’t want to He pulled out a piece from his hand."

"My boss, your great secret lord, he... he finally took that step... You know, his love poems are very good, and there are several distinguished ladies in Hyderabad who have always been very fond of him. "

"Last night, the Great Secretary finally agreed to a certain marquise's invitation to spend a good night with her... Well, I even know his price last night. The marquise paid thirty thousand gold marks."

Bavaria's eyes lit up suddenly: "Eugene... this bastard, he is worth thirty thousand gold marks a night?"

Shilov looked at Bavaria expressionlessly: "That marquise's age is enough to be his mother."

The light in Bavaria’s eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a long time before murmured: "Eugene is seven or eight years older than me... can be his mother? Uh... 30,000 gold marks... it seems I'm a bit wronged, if it's 100,000 yuan..."

Shilov sighed: "Our military attaché adjutant...maybe, you need to bail him."

Shilov shook his head: "I came to you early in the morning, and it was precisely for this matter... Our military adjutant, he was in an underground casino yesterday, because of gambling disputes, hurting more than a dozen gamblers and The thug of the casino, the police from the Hyderabad Central Branch just came to deliver the letter... He was arrested on the spot and is now being held in the detention room of the Central Branch."

The Bavarian face turned red and white, and he suddenly raised his hands and screamed: "Then let him be locked in. I don't have the money to bail him... And, isn't it just right? His identity is determined. He can spend a while without worrying about food and clothing and save our food expenses, right?"

Shilov stayed in a daze, then nodded: "Yes, it seems reasonable..."

With a sigh of relief, Shilov raised an envelope in his hand: "Then, here is another letterhead from His Excellency Barbaria, Tulum Port...because he used ordinary ordinary mail and did not use expedited channels. It was sent all the way with the civilian train of the Durham Empire, so... this is news more than a month ago."

Then Shilov raised another envelope: "And this is the information just sent by our insider!"

"Barbaria? That idiot write to me?" Bavaria scratched his forehead: "Damn~www.ltnovel.com~Tulum Port is a good place...Uh, Tulum Port is such a good place...I I really want to change positions with him."

After receiving the letter, Bavaria opened the letter and glanced at it... After a pause, he opened another small envelope.

Bavaria's breathing suddenly became hurried.

"Ah, ah, ah... dear Shilov, we are rich, we are rich... we will be rich soon!"

"I didn't expect that my lovely little niece Lovna was in Hyderabad!"

"Oh, oh, oh, my little baby, you are such an angel, you brought a warm light in winter to your dear uncle Bavaria, you are my angel!"

"Shilov, give you an hour to get all of us back!"

"Then, go and find this guy named Joe Rong Witto. We have an account to calculate with him... Haha, Big Sheep, Big Sheep! Our funds for the Chinese New Year this year have fallen!"