Eros Paradise

Chapter 234

Eros Paradise

In the year 5000 of the goddess calendar, the goddess prepares an event to transfer the throne to her children.She selects 100 couples of sub-races and pure-races and holds a contest for the throne of love, The Eros Paradise, in order to hand over the throne to the couple who share the highest and purest love.But the goddess was naive, and she overlooked the cruel desires of humans.Rather than misinterpreting the goddess’ intentions and sharing her affection, the participants cheat her blessings by using loopholes in the rules and expedients.And the participants struggle to ascend to the divine throne by controlling and eliminating rivals rather than cultivating love between husband and wife.There is no way to deal with it, and the wheel of Eros Paradise’s long journey, which has been messed up from the start, rolls without hesitation.

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Chapter 234 – 234. Ada’s I’m Still Alive (3)

– One –

“Take a drink, Kininbie.”

Swoop.

Viscount Uwevol holds out a bottle of wine.

It wasn’t the cheap whiskey he usually put in his hip flask, but it was a high-quality whiskey that fascinated people just by its scent.

Kininbier checks the label on its bottle without rolling her eyes.

Burrrr

I shudder with emotion.

She was well enough a week to know the value of that bottle of whiskey, and she was expressing her joy at winning the top prize.

“Thank you, sir.”

Squeak.

With a clear sound, a thin stem of whiskey falls towards the glass containing the spherical ice.

The caramel-colored petals crash against the colorless and transparent spherical ice and break.

Scatter

A spicy, but at the same time, a subtle scent rushes in at once.

Occupied

No, conquered.

Kininbier fell in love with that one drink.

“You get a drink too, McKellen.”

“Thank you, sir.”

McKellen, who had been swallowing saliva by the side, quickly held out his glass.

McKellen’s eyes widen in a daze.

It’s just that he couldn’t enjoy drinking because he wasn’t given enough time, and there was no doubt that he was as good as Kininbi per week.

“Your Excellency, I have a drink,”

“No. Don’t be so formal even in private situations like this. I don’t want that. Do you understand, Kininvie?”

“Yes, sir.”

Rejecting Kininbie’s offer,

Shiver.

Even Viscount Uweboll fills his glass.

The participants of the modest victory ceremony finished all preparations.

“I’ll raise a glass.”

Swoop.

Everyone puts out a glass.

“For the eternal glory of the Diageo family!”

“For!”

“For eternal victory!”

“For!”

Ching Yiing!

A salute sounds.

Uh huh

Savoring through the nose,

Swoop.
Sew.

Hold it in your mouth, savor it with your tongue,

Gulp.

Swallow at once

Just one sip.

A glass of whiskey, like a blessing, goes down the esophagus.

The three could see what their stomachs looked like.

Apart from the hot texture, the soft savory taste and rich aroma emanate from the inside.

“Haa… Thank you, Your Excellency. Thanks to you, I feel alive.”

“Huh…! Did that one glass of alcohol prove your survival, Kininbie?”

“More than that, it’s full of value!”

“That’s right. As you know, the price is not the issue, it’s alcohol. I’m sorry I couldn’t serve you often because of its rarity.”

“No. Just the fact that I had it in my mouth before I died is thrilling.”

Kininbie answered with tears in her eyes.

Viscount Uweboll saw the sincerity in her answer.

“If the opportunity arises, we will serve you a better drink than this.”

“If you invite me, I will run barefoot and ask for a cup, even from the entrance to the gates of hell, Your Excellency!”

Haha!”

Viscount Uweboll bursts into laughter.

It goes without saying that the highest happiness felt by the person who treats is the extreme satisfaction felt by the object.

By doing this now, seeing the expressions of the two of them, he felt happiness beyond satisfaction.

Of course, it goes without saying that they were able to do so because the results they reaped were excellent.

“This seems a bit inappropriate to discuss in a privately enjoyable setting, but I have been unable to sleep for the past few days because I am curious about the secret of your miraculous achievements. So please do not be offended by me. Can you tell me the secret?”

Viscount Uweboll turned to Kininbie and asked cautiously.

A boss who brings up work-related topics outside of work is the worst, even by Viscount Uweboll’s standards.

However, it was difficult to talk about such a topic because it was to praise the hard work of his subordinates and praise their achievements.

“Dismissal.”

As Kininbie hesitated, McKellen opened her mouth.

Viscount Uwebol quickly turned his head toward him.

“I hope you won’t be offended by hearing this.”

“Hmm…? Do you think that Kininbie has a reason for me to do that?”

“I thought it might be.”

Viscount Uwe Boll is silent for a moment, stroking his chin.

He is a realist

Since they do not choose any means for the purpose, they are generally tolerated as long as the means do not undermine the dignity of the imperial family.

Since they are not his direct subordinates, I don’t think they are fully aware of that fact.

So, Viscount Uweboll could immediately infer what they were concerned about.

“Okay. Even if it’s the result achieved through some unethical means, I will unconditionally extenuate the circumstances just this once. The results are so good, how can I rebuke you guys?”

“… Thank you.”

The two of them bowed their heads deeply and reciprocated the generosity he had shown.

When they raised their heads, the initiative of the conversation had passed to Kininbie.

“Your Excellency. In fact, I am running a private organization.”

“It’s a private organization… What kind of people is it made up of?”

Viscount Uwevol showed curiosity rather than displeasure.

Upon seeing it, the two were immediately relieved.

“Among commoners and lowly people, we take in orphans and directly support them.”

“Right.”

As if telling her to continue explaining, Viscount Uwe Boll lightly nodded her head.

“Every time I went on a mission, I picked up starving children on the streets one by one and sent them monthly donations. I instructed those children to make a list and send it to them whenever they saw children starving to death without finding work. In that way, we started sponsoring children until they reached adulthood.”

“Umm… I must have needed more funds than I thought.”

“It’s not like that. Not only did I sponsor the children until they came of age, and the food that practically does not starve the children of the poor is really cheap compared to my salary or incentives.”

“It wasn’t just started out of pity, was it?”

“That’s right.”

Gulp.

Kininbier quenches her with whiskey.

But she never took too much.

“I stopped sponsoring when my kids reached adulthood, before finding a stable job, or if I was able to stand on my own. But I didn’t break the connection in the meantime. Even when my sponsorship ended, I was able to do small missions for me when I needed it. It’s because they told me that if you do, you can pay a certain amount of compensation.”

“Is that the identity of the private organization you run?”

“That’s right. When collecting information, when tracking someone’s whereabouts, and when installing something like this time, as long as they pay them a small fee, they will perform the mission before assuming their true intentions. Then, in their situation, Because the money is being deposited.”

“Do you always maintain a list of their residences and contact information?”

Viscount Uweboll’s expression shows curiosity and admiration.

“Yes. If the mission is given from the top, the movement line can be dramatically reduced in a mission where you have to jump on your feet like this.”

“You only need to go to areas where there are no members of your private organization, are you saying?”

“Yes. Even if I track someone down, even if I gather information, the telegram gets to them before I arrive. The information they gather first, I gather, then I review it, looking for only those places where the mission is most likely to be successful. This is all about the identity and operation of my private organization.”

Pair, pair, pair.

“Great!”

Viscount Uwebol claps his hands and bursts into admiration.

His expression was much brighter.

The two sighed in relief and expressed their humility in front of Viscount Uwevol.

“What are you doing? The incense is about to blow. Can’t you just empty one cup and get a new one?”

“Thank you, sir.”

Ching!
Gulp.

Three people empty their glasses.

A new cup is filled.

It was difficult to feel that the spherical ice, beautifully frozen without a single bubble, had melted even after a considerable amount of time had passed.

There were clear traces of Viscount Uwebol’s devotion to even one piece of ice.

He was doing his best to treat them both.

“I think I caught a glimpse of some of your competence. I admired it from the bottom of my heart.”

“It’s too much praise, Your Excellency.”

“To be honest, I was nervous inside because I had completed the mission of installing hologram output magic tools throughout the empire in such a short time. Do you know how surprised I was? When I heard that the video was broadcast in more places than originally planned, I collapsed.”

Viscount Uwevol was halfway gambled in his work.

Tight schedule, insufficient manpower, limited budget, and overwhelming control from Regal.

After overcoming all of that, I ended up giving Regal a proper blow.

It was an unprecedented success for Viscount Uweboll.

“Isn’t the exaggeration too much, Your Excellency?”

“McKellen. I’m human too.”

“But, isn’t this what Kininbi and I reported to His Excellency in advance?

“…”

Viscount Uwe Boll turns his head slightly.

Gulp.

He empties the whiskey in his glass at once.

Swoop.
It’s like.

Before he knew it, he took out a bottle of cheap whiskey from his hip flask and filled his empty glass.

“Hmm! Uhm! I’m going to drink this. You guys savor the good wine slowly.”

“Oh, no, sir. You can have it together, but I’m sorry that we’re the only ones drinking this good drink…”

“No. That shouldn’t be the case. They say that cheap whiskey is the best for an idiot with no discerning eye. If you don’t have an eye for people, can you have an eye for whiskey?”

“…”

Viscount Uweboll was a man with a great knack for making people uncomfortable.

The two aides blinked at each other and timidly raised their glasses.

Visor!
Gulp.

Silence lingers for a while.

Viscount Uweboll was thinking in his head about ways to drive Regal.

Today, he pointed out Regal as the mastermind behind the serial assassination of imperial aristocrats and bitten off to his heart’s content, but that wasn’t enough.

We need to break his ground a little more.

When he returns from an expedition, he must be crushed so badly that he will never be able to recover.

Squeak.
Squeak.
Visor.

While he is on the campaign trail, public opinion among the nobles must also be turned upside down.

By using the media, his reputation among citizens and commoners must be completely reduced.

Only when he is politically isolated can he breathe a little.

At that time, the imperial family could carry out a grand succession that could last for more than 10 years.

The reality of having to do everything so desperately to buy time to endure is just miserable.

So, he decided to stay away from it for a while.

Because this place was not meant for that.

“More than that, Kininbie.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Is your arm okay now?”

McKellen’s expression darkens.

It was because of her own stupidity that she remembered the moment when she had been badly injured.

Kininbier immediately noticed that,

Swoop.
Kook, kook.

Raise his left arm and clench his fist, then open it repeatedly.

“I’m fine, Your Excellency. I’m sorry for worrying you.”

It was also Kininvie’s consolation to McKellen.

“No. Thanks to you risking your life, we were able to get a clue to rescue your Highness in the end. Besides, it was also the first step for a counterattack. Thanks to you stirring up, the rebels’ siege gathered around the islands. Didn’t they come in droves, the secret passage Hooch and Slammer used to go to the north would have been useless.”

Chuck.

Kininbie bows to Viscount Uwebol.

She had heard nothing but compliments from Viscount Uwe Boll all day, to the point that her face burned.

Looking at her, Viscount Uwe Bol only smiled.

“It’s embarrassing that you praised too much, Your Excellency.”

“Without you guys, even our plans for the future would be uncertain. It’s a compliment that’s well worth it, so just enjoy it. If it’s not now, maybe we’ll get another chance to reward you with a drink like this.” .”

“…”

Kininbie’s throat burned bright red.

However, her expression looked quite happy.

It was because it was never unpleasant to be recognized for her abilities by her boss in front of the man she liked.

But it was true that being loved by the man you liked was more enjoyable.

“By the way.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

“If you were given another break, how would you like to spend it?

Parching!

Fire sprang from the eyes of the two.

The reason Viscount Uweboll was a good boss was that he always quickly figured out what the rewards his subordinates wanted and knew how to pay them on time.

He was a savvy boss, and although the two were employed by the Marquis of Caymus, they preferred to work with Viscount Uweboll.

“Of course I’ll spend the rest of the day sleeping!”

“Your day will be spent eating delicious food!”

“I’ll spend the day doing chores I’ve been putting off!”

“The day will be spent binge drinking!”

“One day,”

They take turns, listing the things they wanted to do.

Dozens of wishes pour in in an instant.

Viscount Uweboll quietly listens to it.

“Umm… Unfortunately, it’s hard to give that kind of leeway.”

“Then, I’ll try to get as many things done in one day as possible!”

“Hmm…”

Viscount Uweboll nodded.

Check where Kininbie’s eyes are headed.

She meets Viscount Uwebol’s eyes.

The crowd of Viscount Uweboll increases.

Her face turns red

“In three days, after Regal goes out, I’ll give you a week’s vacation.”

“Yes?!”

McKellen is shocked.

I had never taken such a long vacation since working for the Marquis of Caymus.

“What are you so surprised about? If so, isn’t it not enough time to finish all the things you wanted to do?”

“Yeah, but…”

Burrrr.

Enjoying the feeling of a wave of emotion flooding in and moistening his chest, McKellen gently trembled his body.

At the same time, she also felt a deep regret.

It was because it seemed that if he had served Viscount Uweboll rather than the Marquis of Caymus, he would have been able to enjoy such a hot reward many times before.

“And let me tell you.”

“Yes, yes, sir!”

“Your wishes feel so simple.”

“Th-but, I think that alone is enough…”

McKellen genuinely seemed to feel that way.

Viscount Uwebol shook his head.

“No. Don’t do that. What kind of indignity is it for heroes to shut themselves up on holidays and do chores?”

“Yeah, but…”

Hijac.

Viscount Uwevol looks at Kininbie and smiles wryly.

Then,

Swoop, Swoop.
Took.

He takes out a nameplate from his pocket and puts it on the table.

That’s right.

Push it in front of Kininbie.

A question lingers on the faces of the two.

“… What is this, Your Excellency?”

“You can think of it as a permit to use the villa I own.”

“…!”

The eyes of the two turn wide.

“I’ll prepare everything, so the two of you can go together and indulge yourself in some luxury. It’s a small villa right next to the small beach, but I’ve got a servant to wait on it and a professional dormitory to take care of the cooking.”

“Oh, my God… How can you do something like this…”

“On the downside, it’s only one bedroom,”

Roaring!

Kininbie’s eyes burn with madness.

Viscount Uwevol’s sinister smile deepens.

“It’ll be cozy and quiet that way. Go play some splashing and come back to rest. Excluding travel time, you’ll get enough rest for five days out of the week.”

“Go, thank you!”

Kininbie’s motivation flared up.

Both in work and in love.

Eros Paradise

In the year 5000 of the goddess calendar, the goddess prepares an event to transfer the throne to her children.She selects 100 couples of sub-races and pure-races and holds a contest for the throne of love, The Eros Paradise, in order to hand over the throne to the couple who share the highest and purest love.But the goddess was naive, and she overlooked the cruel desires of humans.Rather than misinterpreting the goddess’ intentions and sharing her affection, the participants cheat her blessings by using loopholes in the rules and expedients.And the participants struggle to ascend to the divine throne by controlling and eliminating rivals rather than cultivating love between husband and wife.There is no way to deal with it, and the wheel of Eros Paradise’s long journey, which has been messed up from the start, rolls without hesitation.

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