A cold glint flashed past Edith's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Faldina, don't worry, I'll arrange everything soon.
At that time, Ian and Bousso, these two beasts, will definitely die without a burial place. "
Faldina smiled sweetly, nestled in Edith's embrace, and revealed a sweet smile: "Mhm, I believe in you!
I'll make Ian head over heels for me. "
In the distance, at the banquet, Yang Feng's eyes suddenly constricted slightly and flashed brightly, and killing intent flashed past the abyss of his eyes.
Faldina was undoubtedly a very charming woman. If it wasn't for Yang Feng's vigilance, he might have really been captivated by her.
When the banquet was over, Bousso took the beautiful woman in his arms into a private room of the Beautiful and Gaiety Inn.
Florence left halfway through the banquet.
Garça's group of three left the Beautiful and Gaiety Inn with the two beautiful women.
After drinking a few cups with the little beauty beside him, Yang Feng suddenly waved his hand and had the somewhat regretful little beauty withdraw.
From the side of the private room, a beautiful blond woman walked over gracefully and sat on the seat next to Yang Feng. She was the divine chosen of the Goddess of Dance, Florence.
Florence's beautiful big eyes flickered with a clear and pure light, and she sighed faintly: "Wizard Ian, why did you come to the St. Tulan City and get involved in this whirlpool?
The struggle for the throne has always been the most dangerous thing.
With your aptitude, if you stay in the Red Earth City, you'll definitely become a Legend Wizard in the future. "
"Legend Wizard?"
The abyss of Yang Feng's eyes revealed a trace of ridicule. With the tremendous resources at his disposal, he could promote to a Great Warlock before the age of 100.
He didn't care about a trifling Legend Wizard.
On the Feisuo Plane, only demigods as well as the aloof gods were Yang Feng's targets.
Yang Feng's purpose in having his avatar become a member of the gods was to have it enter the Feisuo Plane.
In this way, even if Yang Feng's true body died on the Cangzhi Plane, he could be reborn as a god on the Feisuo Plane.
On the Feisuo Plane, there was no one who could cultivate in seclusion for hundreds or even thousands of years and become a god.
Only the offspring of two Gods could be born as Gods, and that was only a possibility.
Only those who were favored by a powerful god, nurtured with great care, and bestowed with Godhood could become a god's subsidiary god.
In addition, if anyone wanted to become a god, they would have to establish their own church and force. Only then would they be able to rely on a huge amount of faith power to ignite the divine fire, condense the divine personality, break through the limits of mortals, and become a god.
In this process, he had to fight!
The struggle for power and profit, the establishment of a huge force, all of these required a huge amount of resources.
These resources were already occupied by interest groups, so they could only kill the other party and snatch those resources for themselves.
All of this required power and strength.
As the center of power of the Morrince Empire, one of the 2 human empires of the Feisuo Plane, the St. Tulan City, since Yang Feng decided to step into this place, he was already involved in this huge whirlpool.
Either he would be crushed by this huge whirlpool, or he would cross this huge whirlpool and obtain huge benefits and power, the power that even Sacred Swordsmen and Legend Wizards would bow their heads to.
Yang Feng drank a cup of wine in one gulp and said with a smile: "When awake, control the world, when drunk, lie on the knees of beauties.
This is the hidden ambition of every man. Most men can become such existences, and even women are no exception.
Many ordinary people don't even have the chance to become such people.
Now that such an opportunity is in front of me, I can't give it up. "
"When awake, control the world, when drunk, lie on the knees of beauties."
Florence quietly mulled over this sentence. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a peculiar splendor, and she suddenly smiled sweetly, saying: "I couldn't tell that you're a poet, Ian. To be able to recite such a charming and profound poem."
Yang Feng's gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, and he said with a smile: "Florence, whose people are you?"
Florence replied with a smile: "I'm no one's people.
I'm the best friend of the 19th Princess, Princess Stacy.
I came back this time because I don't want to see a friend get involved in this dangerous and turbid whirlpool. "
Yang Feng carefully stared at Florence, his gaze as sharp as a blade. He remained silent, and a formidable pressure slowly diffused from him.
Florence suddenly got up and smiled sweetly: "Okay, I'll go first!
If there's a chance, we'll meet again. At that time, if I'm in a good mood, I'll dance for you! "
Yang Feng was taken aback slightly, then revealed a smile and said lightly: "Okay!"
Florence waved her lily-white hand, and a slip of paper fluttered in front of Yang Feng: "This is the address of the Great Sage Adrian. His daughter Tiffany and I are good friends. If there's a chance, go to the Great Sage's house and take a look. Presumably, you'll be pleasantly surprised. Tell him that I recommended you. At the very least, he won't refuse to let you in."
After she finished speaking, Florence turned around and left, a fragrance wafting from her.
"The divine chosen of the Goddess of Dance, what an interesting beauty."
Yang Feng smiled faintly. His gaze fell on the slip of paper and he memorized the address.
The next day, Bousso slept until noon before getting up.
When Bousso came to the private room, he apologized to Yang Feng repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Ian. That little vixen is really charming.
I'm sorry!! "
Yang Feng put down the book in his hand and said with a faint smile: "Sit down!"
Bousso unconsciously followed Yang Feng's instructions and sat down opposite him.
On the table in front of the two people, there were all kinds of rare delicacies.
Yang Feng said solemnly: "Tell me about the situation in the capital!
Who are our enemies?
Who are our friends?
Who are our allies? "
Although Yang Feng already had the intelligence network of Artais, but this intelligence network had just been established not long ago.
He could only get in touch with the lower class and some ordinary information.
Artais was just an ordinary lesser aristocrat at the border. He couldn't get in touch with the struggles and information of the upper class.
Even with the support of a huge amount of money, it wasn't easy to establish a huge intelligence network.
Bousso said solemnly: "At present, the most promising to inherit the throne in the Morrince Empire are the Great Prince Andre, the 3rd Prince Porta, the 6th Prince Garça, the 9th Prince Sanel, and the 13th Prince Sucre.
The other princes have no right to inherit the throne. "
In the Morrince Empire, only the children of the 2 empresses and 4 consorts had the right to inherit the throne. The other princes and princesses had no right to inherit the throne, and their status was just like that of ordinary aristocrats. They couldn't even compare to a newly promoted greater aristocrat like Yang Feng.
"The Great Prince Andre, whose mother is Empress Susana, has the support of the Hansen Family, the Uvago Family, and the Sokas Family.
Susana is the daughter of the patriarch of the Sokas Family. "
"The 3rd Prince Porta, whose mother is Consort Sophia, has the support of the Cesa Family and the Somen Family.
Sophia is a woman of the Somen Family. "
"The 6th Prince Garça has the support of the Orthux Family and the Wenda Family!"
"The 9th Prince Sanel, whose mother is Consort Ulina.
He has the support of the Saro Family. "
"The 13th Prince Sucre, whose mother is Consort Alva.
He has the support of the Kitto Family. "
"In terms of power alone, the Great Prince Andre, the 3rd Prince Porta, and His Highness Garça have the greatest power. With you joining us, our power will be able to contend with the Great Prince Andre!" Said Bousso with an excited expression.
When Yang Feng heard that, he realized how important he was.
In the Morrince Empire, many greater aristocrats could no longer move forward.
They would naturally choose to seek stability and wouldn't get too involved in the power whirlpool.
The families mentioned by Bousso were all greater aristocrats with high statuses. For the sake of their glory, splendor, wealth, and rank, they had no choice but to go all out.
Of course, in addition to the families mentioned by Bousso, there were still a large number of small and medium-sized aristocrats surrounding the 5 princes, forming one interest group after another, working hard in order to become a greater aristocrat.
As Yang Feng continued to talk with Bousso, he gradually gained some understanding of the current situation of the Morrince Empire.
Morrince 2,867th was old and could die at any time.
The 5 princes had their sights locked on the throne.
Of the 5 princes, the mother of the Great Prince Andre was a noble empress and had the full support of the 3 families.
He was a wise and outstanding man. He was the grand marshal of the southern army of the Morrince Empire. He commanded the southern army to fight the Desert Empire in the south all year round. He won more than he lost. He was a famous general of the Morrince Empire.
Among the 5 princes, Andre outshone others, pressuring the other 4 princes to the point that they couldn't breathe.
The 4 princes had a tacit understanding and secretly joined hands to suppress Andre's forces.
At the time in the court, the reason why Yang Feng could become the earl of the Red Earth Wasteland so smoothly was because the forces of the other 3 princes had a tacit understanding and kept quiet.
Even though Yang Feng had joined the camp of the 6th Prince Garça, the 4 princes were still at a disadvantage against the Great Prince Andre.
After all, the 4 princes were also constantly fighting against each other, unable to form a joint force.
After Yang Feng understood the specific situation, he could only smile bitterly in his heart.
If he had a choice, he would be more willing to join the faction of the Great Prince.
After all, the Great Prince was obviously much more powerful. Whether in terms of legal system or strength, the Great Prince had the advantage.
Unfortunately, he had already been labeled, leaving him with no room for choice.