Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

Facing the silence, DeWitt, who couldn't get an answer many times, couldn't help feeling anxious. He put down the tray and said in a deep tone, "I can heal your eyes, but I can also make it fall into darkness again."

Austin touched his eyes subconsciously, trembling all over, but still pursed his lips tightly and kept silent.

With a gloomy expression, DeWitt clapped his hands, and two tall figures appeared outside the door.

"I didn't want to do this at first." Devitt said, "But His Royal Highness doesn't want to wait too long, he needs a clean result, so my cousin, you still have a chance to regret it now."

Andy couldn't help but want to see the people outside the door. He sensed the danger, but the picture suddenly twisted and changed.

As a bystander, Andy guessed that these memories are memory fragments stored deep in Austin's mind. They are not coherent with each other, but there is an obvious logical order, flashing back with the owner's mood swings.

Opening his eyes again, it was still the dark room.

There is a cold fragrance in the air.

Austin huddled in the corner of the wall panting violently, sweat and tears mixed, densely covered his cheeks, his green eyes lost their brilliance, dazed and out of focus, he begged for mercy in a low voice, wept bitterly, and kept repeating a sentence.

"I don't know, I don't know what it means."

He was thinner, his skin was dry and filthy, and the scars that had scabs were inflamed and swollen again, adding many burning burns.

At the same time, his spirit seemed to be suffering from some kind of huge torment. From time to time, scale-like protrusions appeared on his forehead. Every time he appeared, his expression became more painful and distorted.

Andy saw two humanoid males. Compared with most of the tribesmen who were expelled into the forest, they were dressed like ordinary people. They had light blue skin, well-groomed beards and long hair, and their behavior seemed to have been treated. good education.

It's just that the eyes and expression are very cold, revealing a kind of neurotic indifference and coldness.

One of the men held a transparent yellow crystal in his hand. He lit a candle in front of him and asked DeWitt who was sitting in the distance.

"My lord, I'm afraid he won't last long. Is today's interrogation coming to an end?"

DeWitt sighed impatiently, and tapped the edge of the table lightly with his right hand: "Continue, if you can't find it out, break your consciousness and force it to find it. The old duke must have told the secret of the little silver pot, and it is impossible to leave nothing behind." .”

"We tried, but it wasn't successful, and his conscious resistance was fierce."

DeWitt snorted: "Cousin, you are dishonest. You keep saying begging for forgiveness, but you don't want to cooperate at all in your heart. You are a duplicity nobleman."

Austin shivered into a ball, scratching his head and choking.

The humanoid had no choice but to try again. He clenched the crystal tightly, closed his eyes, and used rituals and potions to invade the teenager's consciousness, but no matter how much he browsed, he couldn't get any useful information.

Austin looked very broken, with almost no sign of aristocrats. He hummed, sobbed and screamed, more like a defeated dog than a defeated dog, more pitiful than pitiful, struggling non-stop, and bumped his head against the edge of the bed.

DeWitt looked indifferent, unmoved, and even looked at Austin who had lost his dignity with some sarcasm.

He is no longer a high-ranking duke.

This thought caused DeWitt to go from anger at being unable to get an answer to pity and sympathy. He looked at Austin who had lost his mind with regret, and even planned to serve the former owner a cup of hot drink after the interrogation.

Sabo was right. Compared to the cowardly and stupid Austin, he was the most suitable person for Red Pine Castle. The strong preyed on the weak and the fittest survived. Only the voice of the victor was ever heard.

Austin Phelps.

Once this name represented oppression and imprisonment, and it was the object of DeWitt's dedication. The beautiful manor, the prominent status, the lord of all the vassals, everything that DeWitt dreamed of, he had since birth.

But his stupidity and kindness are destined to pay for the final encounter.

Humanoids are endowed with extraordinary mental powers, but their interrogation skills are not very sophisticated. They are better at creating pain and forcing the interrogated subjects to let go of their mouths.

However, after half a month of mental interrogation, no substantive answers were obtained, and the employer was already very impatient.

The humanoids put all their eggs in one basket and suddenly increased their efforts.

The sudden pain caused the subject of the interrogation to let out a scream and completely lost consciousness.

"My lord, he fainted."

DeWitt stood up and clicked his tongue: "Come back tomorrow, let him rest first, go to the priest to watch him carefully, don't let him die."

Andy watched DeWitt leave, but he couldn't say anything. The humanoid packed his things in a panic, and left the room quickly without caring about Austin.

Andy's consciousness moved a little closer, and he could feel the weak ups and downs of the youth's breath. At that moment, he felt so sad that he could hardly look directly at the wretch huddled together.

Witnessing adversity is always difficult to make people feel happy.

[will last]

[You will be very majestic in the future]

[Austin]

Andy couldn't do anything, he sighed, feeling that the picture was about to change, and merged his consciousness into the darkness.

The screen changed and came to the gorgeous hall.

Andy's consciousness followed DeWitt. In the middle of the night, the dance was over, and the time in memory probably passed for a few more weeks.

DeWitt had just completed the change of succession and successfully obtained the title and territory. The celebration gifts filled the entire banquet hall. He sat on a high-backed chair and drank red wine contentedly.

A maid served him tremblingly. For some reason, the maid was very afraid of DeWitt, and her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

Therefore, the wine in the small silver jug ​​was not completely poured into the cup, but a little bit was accidentally spilled out and touched the master's hand. The corner of DeWitt's mouth was slightly curled up, staring at the maid's instantly pale face.

"It's a pity that a jug of wine costs three hundred gold coins."

The maid fell to her knees: "I'm sorry, my lord... Please forgive my mistakes, please."

With one hand on his chin and a smile on his face, DeWitt slowly poured a whole glass of red wine on the maid's head: "You're not just messing around now, careless servant, I want to punish you, otherwise others will say that I Cowardly and incompetent, indulge your rudeness."

The maid sobbed: "I'm sorry, my lord, please, I still have parents and children, please, forgive me."

With gloomy eyes, DeWitt slammed the glass: "Forgive you? Isn't my sentence just enough? You question me, now I will not only kill you, but I will also turn your whole family into slaves!"

The maid was tearful and her eyes widened in shock.

"Master DeWitt."

A soft and soothing voice cut in.

The candlelight reflected a slender figure. The butler Sabo in a double-breasted coat came in from outside the hall. He smiled calmly and humbly, but DeWitt couldn't help standing up.

"Sabo, you're back."

The butler looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, and smiled softly: "Are you going to execute every servant who has a good relationship with the former Duke? This is not what a gentleman of good character would do."

DeWitt squeezed his fist, and gave the maid a cold look: "Get out."

The maid didn't dare to delay at all, wiped away her tears indiscriminately, bowed to Sabo repeatedly, and left the banquet hall.

Sabo took out a letter from his pocket: "I have brought new news."

DeWitt took the letter and was surprised to find that the seal pattern on the wax oil was unusual. He couldn't believe it, so he looked at Sabo with some hesitation. Sabo nodded and motioned him to open it.

"Why did His Majesty the Prince write to me personally?" DeWitt felt his heart beating, he opened the letter and read it quickly.

Sabo folded his hands and waited respectfully. DeWitt quickly read the letter, full of doubts: "Who are you doing things for? I thought you were from His Highness the Little Prince."

Sabo lowered his eyelids, and instead of answering the question, he asked, "What did the letter say?"

The prince's letter has been specially processed, and only the designated person can open it. Devitt frowned and lamented: "His Royal Highness wants to see me, I don't feel very good, I have to find out the whereabouts of the money as soon as possible, and give it to the little prince." , in order to consolidate my position, but how would I know that those few humanoids are simply useless, and I haven’t asked anything until now, Austin is already going crazy.”

Sabo smiled faintly: "Master DeWitt, you should have heard of some hunter's experience. When dealing with different prey, you must be good at grasping its flaws and creating corresponding traps. If you are reckless, you will not be able to accomplish anything." .”

DeWitt's eyes lit up. "Ah, this has inspired me."

Sabo praised: "Only by finding the right direction can you hit it in one hit. It seems that you have already got an idea."

Andy didn't hear what that thought was, the scene changed, and the memory fragment ended.

Next, the picture changes very quickly, and it is very messy, with no order at all, or this period of time is very chaotic for Austin, and he himself can't distinguish between illusion and reality, day and night.

Andy even sees Austen as a child, painting in the company of a dame.

In the messy clips, the sunny birch forest, the sparkling lake water, Andy himself flashed past, pain, groaning, dark room, and another new questioning.

Grim-looking humanoids, darkness, darkness, darkness, a begging dog, crying babies, swamps, spiders, and terrifying reflections of demons.

Andy's eyes were dazzled. There were many irrelevant pictures and babbling babbles. It was impossible to tell which part was imagination and which part was real experience. I don't know how long it took before the frantically shaking pictures gradually stabilized.

The thick fog dissipated, revealing the blue sky, the huge lake, the clear lake water reflected the sky, and the gentle breeze wrinkled the water surface.

DeWitt led a group of well-equipped knights standing on the rock, overlooking the sparkling lake, and the humanoids grabbed the skinny Austin and followed behind.

"The ruins of the dragon." He broke off a branch, walked up to Austin, raised his thin, sallow face, and said, "Austin, you're sure it's here, you'd better not play me."

Austin was terribly thin, and his original appearance could hardly be seen. His cheeks were sunken, his emerald green eyes were surprisingly big, and he was in a daze. Andy didn't know if he was blind or just couldn't stare.

He stayed for a while, then nodded with a difficult voice: "This is it."

DeWitt showed a satisfied smile, looked back at the huge lake, and said confidently: "You still have one last task, take me to find the entrance."

Austin's hair grew to his shoulders, and he bowed his head in response.

Austin took DeWitt and his entourage into a cave. Unlike the open cave that Andy saw, the cave was dark and damp, exuding an unbearable weird smell.

Andy couldn't judge Austin's state. He had been leading the way, and suddenly stopped when he passed a fork in the road.

Andy could see clearly that Austin kicked a stone, and the stone fell into the hole, and there was no echo for a long time, so he stopped.

DeWitt covered his face with a handkerchief: "Is it here, how long is it?"

Austin had lost his temper. He stayed for a while, pursing his lips as if to say something.

"What." DeWitt moved closer impatiently.

Those green eyes flashed faintly, and with a sudden burst of strength, he broke free, grabbed DeWitt, rolled into the hole, and wanted to die together.

But he has not been taken care of for too long, and his physical condition is too poor. DeWitt easily broke free from his hand, pulled it off, and let Austin roll into the dark hole by himself.

"Damn it!" DeWitt yelled, "Find him out quickly."

The attendant said anxiously: "My lord, this cave is bottomless, if it leads to an underground river, there will be no one to be found."

DeWitt tugged at the attendant's collar and said coldly, "I can't find him, I'll let you die together."

The screen turned black, and there was no sound to be heard in silence. Andy waited patiently until a little bit of light lit up in the deep darkness.

Two dazzling lights suddenly lit up, from far to near, accompanied by the heavy breath, and Andy's familiar clacking sound, the light gradually lit up, illuminating the gold coins, making them sparkle.

A red dragon wagging its tail broke into the frame, staring at the human lying on the gold coin, grinding its teeth lightly.

Austin raised his head with difficulty, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

The dragon breathed deeply, blowing up the gold coins.

"The smell of blood, human, you awakened me."

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Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: forgot 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Erer Bale; 5 bottles of Dayu; 1 bottle of Yanyan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!