Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 103: Merchant Dynasty, Part 2
When the messy scene appeared in the palace of the wandering merchant, with minced meat and deathly silence all over the ground, the guards and the dynasty's chief steward who arrived late, a handsome and capable young man said in fear and anxiety.

"Sir, we have failed in our duty and are unable to protect the Tuk family. We are willing to die."

But Brandilu just smiled and said, "Thank goodness Lord Taylor is here. If it weren't for him, I would have been killed."

She hugged Taylor affectionately, but Taylor only felt that the warm body was cold to the bone.

Not to mention that she killed a bunch of assassins in a skirt, just the way she looked at Taylor made him feel something was wrong.

First of all, how could the master of a merchant dynasty be so naive? She needed someone to help her, but she also wanted to maintain this persona, thus paralyzing potential enemies.

If the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, we must maintain cover and disguise.

Secondly, he came here at this time, obviously because she had planned for him to be a substitute and cover.

Using a person with a great reputation for loyalty as a shield is truly vicious...

This guy has been plotting against me since the very beginning?
But when Taylor saw that she was safe, the first thing he did was to read a novel. It seemed that this guy really had a love-brain that liked adventure novels...

He couldn't tell the truth from the falsehood, he really couldn't tell the truth.

Does this woman believe in Jianqi?

The steward said in admiration, "Lord Taylor, you are truly brave and wise. This is a thank you gift. It's not much, please accept it."

Taylor wondered in his heart, what had he done?

Your master killed those things before I could do anything.

But when the bag of throne coins was handed to him, Taylor smiled and said, "It's a small matter, a small matter..."

It's not that Taylor has no moral integrity, but when it comes to this stuff, you can never have too much.

When he retires, he can buy a manor, build a house, have children, and get married. Doesn't that cost money?

That pension is not enough!
At the same time, Taylor looked down at the attackers, most of whom were hardworking mutant crew members on the lower deck of the ship.

There are also many who are the Children of the Void, that is, people who were born on ships and have never seen the ground in their lives.

Those guys are at the bottom of this huge ship society. If no one opens the doors of the armory and corridors for them, those guys will never be able to come here.

Taylor lowered his head, and the elegant voice of "Brandybuck" came. "What do you think, my lord?"

Taylor answered automatically. "There are rebels, people who want to kill you, and they're inside the ship."

"If we remove the foreign Imperial Guards, that is, the Skadi Regiment I belong to, then..."

He suddenly raised his head and saw the lady sitting in the seat, looking down at him.

Interest flowed in her beautiful light blue eyes, and Taylor immediately stopped talking.

He felt like he was being stared at by a shark, and if this guy really was a shark, then she must be a pretty good hunter.

Taylor muttered. "What the hell do you want? I'm just a soldier, and you're the leader of a dynasty!"

"Why are you teasing me like this?"

He asked without reason. Most of the servants looked at them in confusion, but Brandilu smiled and said, "Okay, everyone else, go down. I have something to say to Mr. Taylor."

The servants left in a hurry and closed the door. The lady gently lifted her skirt, revealing her beautiful calves in women's leather shoes and stockings.

"Come on? How many people want to grovel at the feet of a dynasty leader? You're almost there, right?"

"Come, I allow you to lick my leather boots."

Her words were full of teasing, and the childishness she had just shown completely disappeared.

Now that there were no outsiders here, she had unloaded so much that Taylor wasn't sure if she was pretending to be so.

Taylor sighed and said, "I'll keep this a secret once I disembark in the Cadian Sector. Okay?"

The lady replied, "No, I can't. You are more sensitive, smart, and powerful than I thought."

"I originally thought you didn't deserve the title. After all, you were carried onto my ship like a pile of mud."

"Now I've changed my mind. Originally I did want to use you, but now I want to cooperate." "If you help me kill that steward, I will give you wealth and glory."

"He is my cousin and theoretically has the right to inherit. However, he is also a greedy beast who opened the passage and provided weapons for those barbarians."

Taylor said. "But he's not the only one with the ability and motivation, and I don't think I'm the only one you've entrusted."

"So, when I say no, it doesn't mean I don't want your acceptance, tolerance, or friendliness."

"But I'm destined to be just an ordinary person. I've always valued my life. If you don't want your ship to explode in the void, you'd better let me get off quickly."

Brandilu Tooke frowned. "Are you provoking me?"

Taylor responded. "No, this is reality."

"There's a high-ranking demon out there who wants me dead. I'm also connected to the Inquisition. The Chaos Space Marines see me as a thorn in their side. And I recently offended a fully grown Genestealer Broodmaster."

"Besides that, there are so many trivial things, but each one is fatal enough."

"You haven't realized yet that the real ticking time bomb is me."

She began to breathe rapidly.

"Ha... What a great guy, what an interesting guy."

She said. "I want to fuck you, right here, among all the bodies and the madness, and use this as your ticket."

"Don't worry, if you're successful, I'll consider taking out the DNA-infected egg and placing it in a petri dish. Let the child grow up healthily, and he will become the heir to the dynasty."

Taylor said worriedly. "Is this for your dynasty, or do you like that feeling?"

She replied, "All of them. I was born to be a great explorer, fighter, overlord, and hero."

"I enjoy dominating powerful men, I enjoy toying with others, and I enjoy the feeling that comes from controlling my great empire."

"Come, try my silk velvet bed. It's made of genetically replicated silk and is most suitable for human skin."

"Come, touch my hot body, which has never been defiled by anyone of the opposite or same sex in 19 standard Terran years."

"And I promise you it will be unforgettable."

Taylor swallowed and said, "I still refuse. After all, I'm traditional and prefer monogamy."

"And I don't plan on marrying someone like you. I don't consider mating until I retire and find true love."

Brandi Lu emphasized. "You're a weirdo. Do you want me to lift up my clothes and show you my reproductive system?"

Taylor waved his hand. "I just want to live my life in peace."

Brandy looked disgusted. "Then we are not compatible."

"But it makes me even more curious about what our offspring will be like."

“Excellence is irreplaceable. Two excellences will only give rise to something greater.”

Taylor replied with a wry smile. "I'm not a believer in genetics. I believe children should develop and develop through education and growth."

"So I reject your invitation to the 'experiment' again."

"Now, let me go back to the detention room." Taylor was eager to return to his peaceful life.

She sighed.

"Forget it, go back to the hold where the Imperial Guard is."

"But I won't give up."

Taylor replied with a wry smile. "You're not the first one to say that..."

"I've always been like this, and I call it that."

"Bad love."

(End of this chapter)