The Possessed Elf Princess Helped Her to Join the Blood Race

Not far from the city lord's palace, Warren finally asked: "Do you really want to go in?"

Doyle's eyes were firm: "Yes, I must go and see."

"What if the other party sucks you dry?"

"Then I want to go, at least to let Lulu know that I haven't given up on her. Besides, as long as I'm careful and cautious in my words and deeds, I still have a high chance of surviving. After all, this vampire saved Lulu. Moreover."

Doyle patted his chest.

"Although I don't know if it will be useful, I still have a trump card."

"Haha." Warren suddenly smiled, "Then I wish you happiness and I won't go. You know I still have a family to support, but if you are sucked dry, I will find a way to find your body. They were soaked in water and then buried."

Doyle rolled his eyes: "Don't give me a crow's mouth, can't you say something nice? Get away now."

Watching Doyle step forward and communicate with the guards at the city gate, Warren took one last look and realized that he could not help with the rest.

If it goes well, if it fails, if you are lucky, you can collect a corpse.

Turn away.

But the scene inside the city lord's palace was different from usual.

Quinton, who was supposed to be sitting in the main seat, was now lying motionless in a pool of blood below, his body twisted out of shape, with many broken bones piercing the skin and exposed.

The person sitting on the main seat for him was an elf wearing a gray robe.

If Su Li or Sophia were still here, they would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this was Hawthorn, the father of Sit, the elf who first came to them.

Naturally, Sit was here too. He was standing below with a long whip in his hand, looking greedily at the two people in the hall.

In addition, Church was also kneeling below, not daring to raise his head. He glanced at Quinton's miserable condition from time to time and felt relieved.

Two ropes hung from the beams, binding Lulu and Ruby's wrists, creating a circle of red marks, and hanging them in mid-air.

The toes seem to be just a little bit close to reaching the ground, but in fact, even if you tighten your whole body, you can only barely touch them. There is no way to use any force, which will only increase the pain in your wrists.

At this time, the two people were dressed in rags, but there was no spring exposed under the broken clothes, because the blood flowing from the wounds was helping them cover it.

The magic blocking bracelet prevented Ruby from using any magic power, so she could only hold on.

Sit whipped him over

"Where are they hiding?"

Lulu's body was trembling and she clenched her teeth, but she didn't make a sound.

Ruby, on the other hand, used her eyes to mock, but there was deep hatred hidden deep in her eyes.

Sit looked at her with anger in his eyes: "She is a prisoner, why should she look at me like this?"

Just when he was about to continue cracking the whip, a deep voice came from behind: "Stop, Sit, you disappoint me. This is not how an interrogation is done."

Sit's hand stopped in mid-air, and then he stepped aside unwillingly.

"Although I don't know why a foreigner that I have only known for a short time, or even a stranger, deserves to be treated like this, but their hearts are very strong, and the methods you like to use are difficult to be effective. What you have to do at this time, It’s about finding their inner weaknesses.”

Hawthorn stepped down from the main seat and stood next to Sit.

"For example, your father, if you tell me where they are now, maybe they can be saved. Or, if I destroy this city, I can at least know if they are here."

"You don't have to lie to me. He has no hope. This good son of yours did it. You should have taught him how to interrogate earlier. As for why you asked, the nature of the matter has been known since his life was irreparable. Completely changed."

"Hate? Maybe you should ask why they left you alone when they left."

"Haha, this logic is really interesting, as if having anything to do with them is a mistake in itself." Ruby said disdainfully.

"This is true, but your mistake is that when you met them, you were not strong enough."

dong dong dong - a knock on the door.

Hawthorn frowned: "What?"

"Sir, there is... a person who wants to see... the orc."

"Okay, let him in."

Soon after, the door opened, and the staff member who had just informed him was gone.

Doyle stood in front of the door, his heart skipping a beat. The sight of Lulu's back almost made him lose control, but the tragic scene that caught his eye forced him to calm down.

In particular, he recognized the people kneeling beside him in the pool of blood.

Doyle realized something was wrong. He seemed to have chosen exactly the wrong moment.

"Where are the blood people? Where did these two elves come from? Why did they attack Lulu and the city lord?" He was confused.

But Hawthorne's voice reached his ears: "Come in."

It is impossible to leave now. Even the city lord and the eldest lady look miserable. The strength of these two elves must be terrifyingly high.

Doyle already put his hands on his chest, stepped into the hall, and the door behind him closed by itself.

"Are you here to find her? What is your relationship with her?"

"She once helped me, but then she was sent to the Goblin camp by this person. I came to rescue her, but unexpectedly found that she had been rescued." Doyle glanced at Church, Respond calmly.

"It's... you." Lulu's pupils shrank suddenly when she heard the voice, and she turned her head with difficulty, looking at him in disbelief.

"Do you know who saved her?"

"I only know that they are vampires, one or a few people."

"Vampire?" Hawthorne was stunned for a moment, thoughtfully.

Then he waved and said, "You can go."

Doyle frowned and did not leave, but asked respectfully: "Dare I ask, do you have any conflicts with those who saved Lulu?"

"Yes, we finally caught clues, and these two people know where those people are now."

"Can you give her to me and let me persuade her? I need a place without other people. If you are worried, you can also ask this person to follow me."

"Okay, there's no need to follow, as long as you don't leave the city."

Hawthorn did not stop him, and even took the initiative to cut off the rope hanging Lulu. As long as it was possible for Lulu to speak, his tolerance was almost unlimited.

But after Doyle took Lulu and walked out of the door, he became more and more anxious, because based on his understanding of Lulu, it was absolutely impossible to betray his savior.

With his strength, even if he goes outside the city, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping with Lulu.

His solid magic scroll may be able to deal with one person and can be used repeatedly, but the other person will definitely not have time to do anything.

He wanted to separate the two, but they were too confident and didn't care about him at all.

Now, it seems there are only two paths.

Either take Lulu to the city gate, pretend to escape, and attract one of them. Then he needs to bet on whether the scroll can be used a third time and whether the other person can give him time to prepare the scroll again.

Or bet on whether this scroll can deal with two people at the same time.

If he could do it over again, Doyle would like an instruction manual...