Ride and Cut

It is no exaggeration to say, even with the status and reputation of Gaoshan Castle today. The arrival of a magister is still enough to make the entire Lord's Hall shine. This is the respect that mankind's top wisdom deserves, and it has nothing to do with flattery.

　　 That night, Gaoshan Fort held a grand banquet. The halfling chef came up with the highest level, and the mellow dwarf ale was consumed like running water.

　　 After drinking too much, Du Peng talked a little bit, and dragged the Lord Lord to talk a lot and some nothing. He said he was going to pick up his friend's child in the Orc Kingdom, and said that his friend was Reinhardt.

　　 Later, he simply leaned back on the chair and snored, making people dumbfounded.

　　 The host and the guest are drunk, this banquet naturally has no meaning to continue, so it stops.

　　 Richard waved a few bunny servants and asked them to carry Du Pont back to his room to sleep. He came out of the big dining room, but it was rare to have a leisurely mind, and he wandered aimlessly around aimlessly by himself.

　　 It was late at night, very quiet. The sound of footsteps gradually sounded on the road, no one disturbed.

　　The alpine fort covered by the curtain color is very peaceful, and the large wattle flowers on the garden are blooming luxuriantly, exuding a faint fragrance. At the foot of the hills, all the lights in the residential area have been filled, and I must have already fallen asleep. Farther away, the endless fire of the smelting furnace is particularly eye-catching against the dark background.

　　 In just a few years, the pioneering leader who was once poor and white is now in a big situation, and the fate of countless people has changed as a result.

　　 In this clear and watery night, seeing this scene, if there is so much elegance, it is easy to have emotions. That is for sure.

　　 And Richard is undoubtedly the one who has Yaxing--"Hey, Lao Tzu is really a wise man."

　　 sing and drink to break the tranquility, and startled a few walking sparrows. The instigator still didn't realize it, and laughed three times, especially inadequately.

　　 "Boss." A few guards hiding in the shadow suddenly uttered, shocking the lord who was immersed in self-praising and unable to extricate himself, and he was also embarrassed.

　　 "Oh, it's you guys." Lord Lord glanced at him and found that he happened to walk outside Elizabeth's cell and coughed nonchalantly, "Everyone didn't relax their vigilance, it's good.

　　 As long as the number one detainee of Tianzi is not seriously flawed in intelligence, it is absolutely impossible not to be guarded strictly.

　　 Richard may not be considered a smart person, but at least he is not mentally retarded. Therefore, since coming to Gaoshan Fort, Elizabeth has been treated as a top detainee.

　　 The walls and roof floor are equipped with reinforced single-person cells, handcuffs weighing fifty pounds in total with both hands and feet, and daily air release time calculated in a few seconds. There are also guards who maintain a scale of more than ten people at all times. One of them is the top soldier of the system, and even magic-weave stainless steel weapons will be given priority to them.

　　 In short, with Elizabeth's power at the level of ordinary people, this is a cage that can never be escaped.

　　 "I'll go in and take a look." Richard walked to the door and motioned to the guard to unlock him.

　　 The heavy steel door slid open slowly, and the well-lubricated bearings made almost no sound. The single cell was shrouded in the light of butter candles, and Elizabeth sat at the table in her pajamas, looking at Richard blankly.

　　 She was flipping through a picture album, and she probably didn't expect anyone to come in. Lord Lord vaguely saw that it seemed to be an enlightenment book for children, either heroic legends or folk tales.

　　 The pot of yellow flowers brought from the twilight forest all the way is placed on the only ventilation window, very strong.

　　 "When will you be free for me?" Before Richard could speak, Elizabeth asked first.

　　 "You shouldn't ask this question at all." The lord stared reluctantly for a while before pretending to say, "In addition, you can pull the neckline up first."

　　 There was a sound of chain collision, and Elizabeth pressed her shackled hands tightly to the collar of her pajamas.

　　 "Crybaby bag, you should think more about how to enrich your life as a prisoner, as for freedom -" Richard spread his hands together with a helpless look, "Sorry, that stuff is too extravagant."

　　 "Why?" Elizabeth's voice was still calm, but her fists were clenched firmly, and she unconsciously rubbed the pages of the book under her elbows into a wrinkle.

　　 This small detail made Lord Lord immediately alert-her character is obviously gradually recovering to what it should be.

　　 Not long ago, this alien beauty could easily be scared to tears with a stern sip. If I reprimanded a few more words, I would faint on the spot to show you.

　　How much effort has been made until now! She had already gotten rid of her weakness, recovered some of the courage that she had lost with her spiritual origin, and dared to ask "why" face to face.

　　 The loss of the source itself is not so easy to make up, but some of the sequelae caused by the loss of the source are gradually healed.

　　If Elizabeth always maintained that crying bag, Richard might be able to open up a certain limit of freedom. But as soon as she started to recover, there was no discussion about it, nothing at all!

　　 After all, the degree of danger is totally different.

　　The form of life is so special that it is only one case, and there is no similar kind for reference anymore~www.readwn.com~ No one dare to pack a ticket and say to eat her.

"Even when I was at the peak, I was far from your opponent. What's more, even if I can return to the blood pool to make up for my roots, as long as you don't help, I won't be able to pass through the space rift and come into this world, right?" Elizabeth probably didn't know. It was his own performance that closed the door to freedom.

　　 "I said, no, yes, yes!" Richard looked down condescendingly, and suddenly smiled.

　　 He stretched out his hand and raised Elizabeth's chin, and his oncoming gaze was stubborn and angry. "Beauty, I sincerely recommend that you exercise more when you let the wind out. Tsk tsk, it's only a few days before there is meat on your chin."

　　 This face, which was once perfect as a classical sculpture, is now a little fatter.

　　 Compared with the various cruel methods in other places, Alpine Fort treats the captives more civilized, at least the food is okay-especially for Elizabeth, who has never enjoyed civilization.

　　 "The book says that real aristocrats should pity the weak. I am very weak now, why can't you pity me." She stared at Richard, the pain and unwillingness in her eyes could be counted.

　　 This sentence almost made the lord persist for a long time in the dandy appearance and break the skill, because in his native language, the word "pity" has another layer of more ambiguous and imaginative meaning.

　　 "I'm sorry, I am not a nobleman, I am a gangster." Lord Lord rolled his eyes and pointed to the picture album on the table, "Should this be included in your supply?"

　　 "It's a gift from sister Annie."

　　 "I said you, a thousand-year-old demon, are ashamed to call someone sister." Richard trembles, "confiscate!"