[West Fantasy] The noble lady who was divorced became rich

Odin's cardinal knew that Obsta's man was not easy to fool, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so easy to fool.It stands to reason that with the cruelty of his emperor, Lucius would not be able to retreat completely, so there must be something hidden in Obsta's place that could give Lucius a fatal blow.

Facing the cardinal's pressing step by step, the investigators finally replied after a short period of impatience: "You might as well ask someone from your country to ask the internal correspondent in Obsta's court."

The investigator recalled that when he was in the Obstar court, someone sent a message asking him to leave quickly, and felt that Odin must have a plan from Obstar, so that he would let him go through the motions.

But then again, the investigators didn't talk about Obsta and the Papal State's endless situation, and even dared to attack the investigators of the Papal State. The investigation of the Papal State put a nail in Obsta, so you should not ask me what I found, but ask the spies stationed in Obsta to find out."

The cardinal of Odin wanted to ask a few more questions, but considering that the investigator had to return to his command, and there were not no people in the Pope who hated Odin, so he could only let him go.

Maybe His Majesty the Emperor has a plan.

The cardinal who figured this out let go of the investigator's hand, but he didn't know that he let Odin drag the entire continent into hell.

On Obstar's side, after Abela learned that there were still traversers in this world, but they were seniors who had died for hundreds of years, she was disappointed and also a little lucky.

yes!She is still special, and she is still irreplaceable.Since the old man can get along like a fish in water in this world, then she must be able to.

"Your Highness, if you have nothing else, please allow me to leave." Abigail didn't want to stay here any longer, so after Abela drank two cups of tea and didn't speak for nearly 10 minutes, she got up and said goodbye: "I I have to go to the beverage processing factory in the afternoon, so I will not accept your kindness."

"Then...then I'll give it to you!" Abela, who had just woken up from a dream, knocked over the glass with a hot cheek, leaving a stain on the luxurious dress.

Mariana, who had had enough probing, also stood up and said, "I'll go back with Abigail!"

Thinking of Abela's itinerary, Mariana felt another headache.

In all fairness, for Obsta's safety, she definitely hoped that Abela would leave smoothly, the sooner the better.The next leg of the Saintess Parade is the Grand Duchy of Aquique. Although it is not Mariana's territory, it will sooner or later be named Mariana, so she is very entangled now, but looking at Abela's expression, Still very gentle.

"Oh! Then you go!" Fortunately, Abela has already asked about the old man's whereabouts, knowing that she is the only time traveler in this era, so she doesn't care and said: "I will also change it to prepare for tomorrow's blessing .”

"Then I won't bother you." Mariana and Abigail separated in the corridor, and then went to Obsta's dungeon with a gloomy face.

…………… I am the dividing line………

Without Marianna as the raft, and the torturer is a professional jailer, it will not make Oster feel better.

Although Zall has countless sets of self-inflicted suicide methods, and has special attainments in keeping secrets, Obsta's jailers are not vegetarians either.Among the prisoners they have encountered over the years, there are many drows, so the possibility of suicide was blocked as soon as Oster was sent.

"It's really not the usual stubbornness." Because Mariana told them to dig out something from Oster's mouth as much as possible, and use special methods if necessary, the jailers abolished one of Oster's mouths without any hesitation. A kind of twistable steel nail is driven into his ten fingers and meniscus, the end of which is like the blade of an electric fan, which can slowly shred Oster's muscles.

But even so, Oster still remained silent, like a puppet whose soul had been taken away.

"It can't be dead!" The jailer rarely found a chance to show his face in front of Marianne. Naturally, he wanted to make this matter look good, so after realizing that Oster's situation was not right, he rushed to the other party. After pouring a basin of water, watching the enviable silver eyelashes tremble, shaking off the fine drops of water, the jailer couldn't help swallowing.

"Damn, this kid is really not ordinary good-looking."

The elves are already slender, and both men and women have beautiful long hair, so at first glance, An can tell whether you are male or female.

Although the jailer works in the court of Obsta, the female family members who walk here will deliberately avoid the dungeon, and most of the unmarried maids are maids of noble origin, so the jailer has no chance to fall in love. Images address physiological needs.

Seeing the beautiful elves, even though they were of different genders, the jailer was also a little itchy.In addition, most of the prison guards who can become chapters are a little psychopathic, so...

"If it looks good, I'll send you to the dark forest to see enough." Just at this time, Marianna, who had finished coaxing Abela, appeared here, and touched the dying Oster while watching her.

The jailer who exposed his obscene thoughts in front of the queen couldn't help swallowing, and said with lingering fear: "Your Majesty, you...are you not angry!"

"No." Mariana threw a bag of Tarrant to the jailer and said with a smirk, "Fortunately, I didn't see anything unclean, otherwise I would lose face.

"Yes." The jailer was also thankful that he was just talking and not taking action, so Marianne didn't see the embarrassing side.

After the jailer tactfully left, the hanging Oster moved his nose, then opened his bloodshot eyes, and revealed a ferocious smile in a leaky voice: "You are here..."

Because the jailer seldom gave Oster water to drink these days, his voice was like a broken bellows, not ordinary hoarse and unpleasant.

"Why, you don't want me to come?" Mariana already knew that Urst was the little emperor's eyeliner. Rather, although she wanted to woo Urst and Figohill, it was hard for her to believe them, and she would never Give the core thing to the two: "Of course I will be reluctant to raise a dog for so long."

"Dog? You really think highly of me." Oster raised his eyebrows. Even in prison, he could see the grace between his eyebrows and eyes: "Do you really think I'm Emperor Odin's spy?"

"If he has this ability, you won't be caught easily." Mariana shook her head, as if thinking of something: "Young drow is very valuable, especially if you are caught by the mistress of a certain family or a noblewoman." The drow I like. The fallen goddess is not that rich, and she is reluctant to give her young ass to humans as slaves."

After hearing this, Oster was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, but was choked by the blood gushing from his throat: "Yes, you are right, how can he have such abilities, even the fallen goddess is just a A puppet, a puppet that was sent to that guy long ago."

"That guy?" Marianna always felt that there was something wrong, but Oster's mental state was not to the point of asking and answering.Even if Mariana wanted to threaten him, she couldn't do it.

Of course, the set of mental interrogation by the Inquisition Bureau was also used, but the followers of the Fallen Goddess specialize in this, and Marianne was afraid of breaking Oster's brain, so she didn't dare to let the jailer do it.

And just when Mariana was confused, Oster suddenly struggled, causing the chains that bound him to collide, and then leaned in front of Mariana, widening his terrifying eyes.

"Your Majesty." Hearing the movement inside the house, the jailer guarding the door rushed in immediately, but was stopped by Marianne.

"If you're so curious, why don't you ask your ancestors." Oster's eyes were stained black, which made people feel terrible.

"If I could, I wish Salem never showed up."