Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"Let's work." The cleaning staff held up the rag and was about to wipe the blood from the wall.

Suddenly, the cleaning staff felt a sense of dizziness, and their vision seemed to be completely blocked by a bright red.

He hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, his vision returned to normal.

"Are you too tired lately?" The cleaning staff pressed their heads a few times, cheering up and preparing to continue working.

The moment he raised his head, he was stunned.

The blood on the wall disappeared cleanly.

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A noble lounge somewhere in the arena.

The white-haired, red-clothed man sat on the sofa, happily humming a classical tune, and gently circled his fingers in the air.

At his fingertips, a small cloud of bright red blood levitated and floated along with the movement of the fingertips.

"It's really interesting." The man in red put his fingertips under his nose, and the blood flowed with it.

The man in red took a deep breath, his expression as intoxicated as he was tasting fine red wine.

"Really... very interesting." The man in red opened his eyes and looked at the small stream of blood with joy, "Are you right, dear?"

The other hand of the man in red slid across the delicate skin of the girl, and a girl lay beside him, her face flushed with happiness.

The girl did not answer the words of the man in red, because she was no longer breathing.

On her smooth jade neck, two clear little blood holes were extremely eye-catching.

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In Noxus, under the icing of any sweet candy could be deadly poison...or something worse.

—From a translator in Picheng who has lived in Noxus for more than 30 years

Chapter 145: The Zaafan Family

"It's really coming with her..." Lothar sat on the carriage in an uneasy mood, with Elise humming happily beside her.

After looking at Klaus's body and determining that he died of blood loss, Lothar, who had nothing to gain, was finally dragged into his carriage by Elise under half-begging and half-seduced soft and hard bubbles.

"I found some of the best chefs in the imperial capital." Elise leaned against Lothar tightly, she had taken off her veil, showing a blush of anticipation on her face, "Tonight will be wonderful."

Lothar couldn't help but admire Elise. To be honest, he felt that there were few men in the world who could resist such a fervent attack from such a beautiful and noble woman, if he hadn't learned something from Swain. Regarding Elise's information, and the silver-haired girl who has always been in her heart, Lothar has to wonder if she will be a little moved.

"Ma'am, we're here." The carriage stopped, and the driver's respectful voice came from outside.

"Let's go." Elise put on her veil and took Lothar's arm to get out of the car with him.

Just as he stepped out of the carriage, Lothar's eyes reflected two dim fires, and two towering black stone torches stood on both sides in front of him.

There is no sunlight falling on the head, but the depression of darkness. Dark stone bridges and iron gates gather above and below Lothar. In the distance below, you can see the fiery red molten lava piled up in the ground, dyeing the entire underground space dark red, and you can faintly see the stone bridge in the distance. A neat phalanx of figures appeared on the top, and there was an indistinct distant howl beside his ears.

"Sure enough, did you come to the underground..." Lothar silently observed the surroundings. When he was riding in the carriage, he felt that the carriage was going down, but Elise's carriage had no windows, and Lothar didn't know where it was. How deep is the ground.

The underground map Swain gave to Lothar only included part of the old city, and the rigor and cleanliness of this place obviously could not be the gathering place of refugees like the old city.

"Go back and ask Swain if he has a map here." Lothar calmly remembered the terrain he saw.

"Let's go." Like a little girl in love, Elise urged Lothar briskly, "Welcome to the Zaafan family."

The heavy stone door was pulled open by the hinge mechanism, and a beautiful deacon led a woman out of it.

The deaconess saw Elise hugging a young man affectionately, her full **** still rubbing against him, a strange color flashed in her eyes, although she was noticed by Lothar, she quickly returned to no sorrow. happy expression.

"Welcome back, ma'am." The deaconess pressed her shoulder with one hand and bowed to Elise.

"Madam... By the way, Elise was married..." Lothar glanced at Elise inadvertently. To be honest, it was really hard to imagine that she was a "lady" with such a perfect girl's face.

"Well, this is Mr. Luo Ji, tonight's distinguished guest." Elise released Lothar, walked to the deaconess, turned to Lothar and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to bathe and change, and by the way, I instruct the maids to prepare Dinner. You had a fight today, and you are tired. She is my housekeeper and will take you to bathe."

Lothar nodded, expressing no opinion.

Elise pulled her fingers around the neckline and pulled it down slightly: "How about we go to wash together?"

Lothar paid attention to the deaconess's appearance. Facing her master's frivolous behavior, she did not appear to be shaken in the slightest.

"No need." Lothar refused.

Elise waved at Lothar regretfully: "Then I'll go first, see you later."

Elise's graceful back disappeared into the shadows of the Blackstone Palace, and the deaconess turned around abruptly and saluted Lothar: "Mr. Luoji, please come with me."

Lothar silently followed the deaconess, walking through the empty corridor along the way. Except for the framed oil paintings that hung neatly on the walls, only the footsteps of the two of them echoed in the corridor.

"Are there very few people in the Zaafan family?" Lothar said to break the silence, "Why haven't you seen anyone else after walking for so long."

The deaconess explained: "Everyone has their own affairs. Generally, if they don't, they won't go back to the master's house."

"Affair... Swain said that the usual 'business' of all the nobles in Noxus is nothing more than arrogance and lust..." Lothar thought for a while, and continued to ask: "What about the servants?"

"The servant will only appear when the guest needs it." The deaconess gave an ambiguous answer.

Feeling unlikely to ask anything of value from the deaconess, Lothar turned her attention to the paintings passing by.

There are many paintings, and the brush strokes vary widely, most of which are from many different painters. The content of the paintings is quite rich, but most of them are gloomy landscape paintings, and the second is the gorgeous paintings depicting various naked men and naked women. Lothar is not very surprised that such paintings appear in the homes of Noxian nobles.

It was just those dark and autumnal landscape paintings that made Lothar feel a faint sense of discomfort in his heart.

The quality of these paintings varies, some are very detailed, some look like graffiti, but they all depict the same content - barren forests, ruins, green ghost fires, large and small tombstones, Also... I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Lothar always felt that he saw many distorted faces in these landscape paintings.

"Where are these paintings?" Lothar asked again.

The deaconess visibly shook her shoulders, and then immediately regained her composure: "A very far place."

"Why so much about the paintings there"

"Madame goes there every year for summer vacation."

"Why go to such a dilapidated place"

"We're here." The deaconess stopped in front of a wooden door and grabbed the handle to open the door for Lothar.

"It seems that I can't ask more." Lothar didn't ask any further and walked into the room.

The hot and humid water vapor was blowing in the face, and not far away was a wide hot pool, a hundred meters long, steaming hot.

"How is such a big pool heated?" Lothar was a little curious. He had soaked in such a large hot water pool in Freljord, or it was a wild volcanic hot spring. "If only I could soak with Ashe..."

Lothar is quite happy about taking a hot bath. Such a big hot bath will never turn into a cold pool as soon as he soaks in it.

"Then please enjoy." The deaconess said and left.

Lothar took off his clothes, restrained the chill that overflowed his body, and walked into the bath.

Sure enough, the temperature of the bath did not drop sharply because of Lothar's entry, and it seemed that there was some continuous heating facility below.

Lothar soaked in comfort, thinking about how to deal with Elise for a while, this woman didn't know what tricks she would play.

Lothar thought, suddenly his ears moved, and he heard the footsteps of many people outside the bathroom.

The wooden sandalwood door was pushed open, and the deaconess walked in, followed by a group of more than a dozen young and beautiful women, all of whom were clueless.

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If you want women, try to be a noble of Noxus, you can spend the treasury money to taste countless different women, new faces every day, more diligent than changing clothes.

— Noxian political satire

Chapter 146 Elise's Room

Losar's eyes narrowed, and the girls who followed the deaconess in were all good-looking, with smooth skin, without any wounds or traces of physical work. It seemed that they all had a very good living environment since childhood. And such a group of girls are now standing in a row in front of Lothar without any cover, without the slightest shyness and unnaturalness on their faces, just like a group of perfect and moving beautiful statues.

Lothar looked at the deaconess: "What do you mean?"

The deaconess stood and bowed: "They are here to dress you and bathe."

"who are they"

"The adopted daughters of the Zaafan family."

"Girls as young as adopted daughters don't wear clothes to meet a man they've never met, are you sure they're not prostitutes?" Lothar sneered deliberately, but the girls still didn't have any unpleasant reactions.

The deaconess glanced at Lothar a little strangely. This kind of thing is very common in the noble circle. Why is this young man in front of him making such a fuss?

The deaconess thought for a while, and felt that the man Elise brought back herself was definitely not a short-sighted person. There could only be one reason for his current dissatisfaction—he was not good at this.

"I'm very sorry, Lord Luoji, I'll take them away now." The deaconess apologized to Lothar, and then led the girls out of the bathroom.

"It's strange... Those girls didn't react at all..." Lothar felt that the water around him was a little cold, so he swam to another place to continue enjoying the hot bath.

Losar inadvertently looked up and found that above the bathing place was actually a towering and huge circular dome, which was equally divided into eight fans, each of which was decorated with colorful stained glass, which together formed a pair of painting.

"What is this painting?" Because the dome was too big, Lothar couldn't tell for a while.

There is a slender black line in the center of each side of the eight fans. They converge in the center of the dome and are connected to a black creature.

Eight blood-red eyes, and eight long black legs.

"Spider." Lothar recognized what species it was.

Spiders are rarely seen in the Freljord, and Lothar has only seen them in the warm mountains in the south near Demacia. They can build nets and wait for their prey to throw themselves into the net, which provided a lot of inspiration for Lothar to hunt and make traps at that time.

The giant spider painted on the dome is entrenched in the spider web drawn by the stained glass. It is not said that the painting is the same as the real thing, but it is still very oppressive.

"The people in this family are really weird. Isn't this kind of painting on the head of the bathroom?" Lothar murmured.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the bathroom.

The deaconess came in again, and brought a group of beautiful women. The difference was that this time she did not bring young and beautiful young girls, but beautiful women with plump and plump bodies.

"Lord Luoji, how are you satisfied with them?" the deaconess asked.

Seeing the stiff expression on Lothar's face, the deaconess continued to ask: "If you like young girls or girls, there are also in the family. If you are pregnant, there are only two in the family for the time being."

Lothar: "…"

"Aren't you satisfied? If you want a man to serve you, I can arrange it right away." A drop of sweat dripped down the deaconess's head, and she began to feel that it was difficult to serve this distinguished guest.

Lothar pointed at the deaconess, speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

But the deaconess showed a sudden realization, and began to take off her clothes: "Lord Luoji, if you like me, you don't have to be cautious, you can just give me an order."

Lothar: "…"

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Although he had already heard from Swain how extravagant and corrupt the Noxian aristocracy was, it was better to see it than to see it. The experience of taking a shower in the bathroom alone made Lothar a little exhausted.

"Ashe, your husband is too hard." Lothar thought distressedly as she put on the bathrobe hanging on the shelf.

"Have all my clothes been washed by that deaconess?" Lothar didn't find her clothes and pushed open the door of the bath.

Outside the door, the deaconess bowed 90 degrees to Lothar with a humiliated expression: "I'm very sorry! I didn't serve you well! Please forgive me!"

"What the world, because I didn't have **** with her, she still asked for my forgiveness." Lothar felt more and more that Noxian nobles were unreasonable.

Lothar didn't continue to say anything, and maintained his image of being unapproachable.

"Lord Luoji, Mrs. Elise's dinner is ready, please come with me."

The deaconess led Lothar through the empty corridor, and she didn't see anyone approaching just like Lothar had just come in. If it weren't for the spotless carpets and wall tiles, Lothar felt that this huge underground palace It may not be inhabited at all.

The deaconess led Lothar through the heavy sandalwood doors, and finally stopped in front of an ornate door.

"This is Madam's room." The deaconess saluted Lothar, "You can go in directly, then I will retire temporarily."

"Wait, the room," Lothar called to the deaconess, "isn't the dinner party in the dining room?"

"This is what Madam ordered."

"That slut..." Lothar began to regret coming here, Elise's purpose for arranging dinner in her boudoir couldn't have been more obvious.

Just as Lothar was distressed, he vaguely heard something moving.

Like a hoarse growl.

"What is that sound?" Lothar felt a little bad.

"What?" The deaconess heard nothing.

"I think I heard the voice of a beast."

"Oh, that might be Mrs. Elise's pet."

"Pet" Lothar frowned, "What pet?"