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The door of the prison opened and closed, and Barrett, who was covered in scars, sighed and slammed himself on the straw mat. After that, he covered his chest again, grinning and cursing, "Damn it, **** it!" He slowly changed into a comfortable position, closed his eyes and prepared to rest for a while.

At this moment, a small voice sounded from his ear, "Where's the flesh, Master?" the tender voice asked. Along with the sound, something was constantly rubbing against his cheek, as if urging.

"Not this time." Barrett grabbed the little guy crawling on his face, threw it aside, turned his face towards the wall, and continued his sleep.

"But, didn't it say that I would bring the meat back every time?" The thing said, while drilling in from the hem of Barrett's shirt, and then all the way up, drilled out from the neckline, and combed him with its claws. A messy beard on the chin.

Alas, Barbarian reluctantly opened his eyes and grabbed the meat ball that was trying to please him in front of him, "Not this time!" He increased his tone, "If you're hungry, go to bed, next time... Let's talk about it next time." Anyway, the golem can't starve to death, at most it's just dormant.

"Can you definitely bring it back next time?" Meatball asked persistently, "Sure, isn't it?"

"…Should be. I mean, if nothing else happens." Barrett didn't want to give a definite answer.

"Then, what is an accident?"

I'm very tired now, and the ribs in my chest may still be cracked. I just want to have a good rest. "A situation like this is an accident." He casually said, "No one knows if it will be an accident next time. , at least I don't know. Well, don't make any noise, let me sleep for a while, and wake me up if the meal comes."

He let go of the meat ball and let it fall to the ground, then closed his eyes again.

The dirty and odor-filled straw bed gave Barrett an inexplicable peace of mind. He needs to rest. The previous gladiatorial fights took away too much physical strength and made him feel tired, not only physically but also mentally.

"Oh, all right." Barrett heard Meatball say in a frustrated voice, "I'll wake you up, Master, rest well." He heard the little guy rustling along the wall to reach Behind him, it seems to have drilled back into the cranial cavity of the 'roommate'.

But just when Barrett was about to fall asleep, another voice woke him up, "Hey, my friend, I heard your voice." The soul merchant next door said happily, "You're back alive again. ? Nice, talk to me about the whole process! I was bored while you were gone, the new guy never said a word to me, just muttered something to himself on the side, like Praying."

Alas, I just want a good night's sleep. Barrett didn't say anything, he decided to ignore the other party.

The soul merchant knocked on the wall a few times, hoping to attract the attention of the barbarian, "You say, does he expect someone to save him? Is that person a mage, or a god? He might as well be with me. Let's talk, if this guy wants to be like you, he will make a will..., I mean a message, a message!" The hoarse voice changed his tone and said, "Bring the message to someone on the main material plane, maybe I can still help. Busy, and it's free! It's hard to find something truly free in the multiverse!"

"Are you talking to me?" Barrett didn't open his eyes.

"Who else could it be?" the soul merchant asked back, "Is that talking mouse over there? Although I really want to chat with it, but you told me that this thing called the 'Flesh Golem' is It can eat people, and you haven't fed it for a long time, so I am worried that if I provoke it, it may suddenly swallow me. You know, as long as it is a golem, no matter what kind Yes, they all have a common feature, that is, they don't care about the life and death of other creatures other than their owner."

Barrett opened his mouth and just wanted to say, "Don't worry, this thing is very obedient and won't do it." But he thought again, if the meatball is really hungry, maybe it will really kill the soul merchant, And the new, never-speaking, unknown prisoner, swallowed whole together. He remembered that in that brawl, the meatball really swallowed the other gladiators.

Let's remind the little guy for a while, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, Barret nodded in his heart. Maybe it can find a way to go out to find food on its own. Anyway, it looks like a mouse now, and it should be able to slip out through the crack of the door when the food delivery devil opens the door.

Thinking of this, Barrett had other thoughts. Real mice can burrow, so can flesh and blood golems? Meatball once said that it can change its form at will. Maybe, I can think of a way from this aspect. Even if I can't get myself out of this prison, maybe it will have other effects.

The barbarian slowly sat up from the ground, and he regained some energy.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, my friend, do you hear me?" came the voice of the soul merchant again.

"I heard it, as real as a crow's cry." Barrett replied angrily.

"What's wrong? You don't sound like you're very happy, but you were quite happy when you came back alive the first two times." The soul merchant asked curiously, "Also, the last time you boasted to me that you killed the centaur warriors , the tone is quite proud."

"I'm not happy because you disturbed my sleep!" Barbarian complained loudly.

"Oh? Is that really the reason?"

"..." Barrett was silent, not knowing what to say. When will I have this ability to read people's inner thoughts? He hates this kind of person.

"My opponent this time is a paladin." Barbarian confided slowly, "A very old paladin."

"That's pretty rare," said the Soul Merchant. "I've never seen a real paladin before, and I've only heard one thing about paladins. In that case, one paladin seemed to kill They killed everyone in a village in the desert kingdom of Takara. However, it was later investigated that the people in the village seemed to have signed a contract with the devil, and they, as well as the souls of their descendants, had been sold to the devil."

After a pause, the soul merchant continued, "When these villagers die from generation to generation, their souls will all go to hell. It's just like we humans are raising pigs. And that contract specifically affects the For generations, I think no one can really know except the devil who signed the contract. It was quite a sensation at the time, haven't you heard of it?"

"Never heard of it at all." Barrett shook his head, "When did it happen?"

"I think about it, um... it was probably six or seventy years ago. I can't remember the exact year. I also heard it from my colleagues." The soul merchant replied, "By the way, the one who first discovered this The tax officer responsible for the incident, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, could not bear the stimulation and resigned. At first, the desert kingdom thought that some bloodthirsty robbers caused this tragedy, and made great efforts to clear the territory of the country. Many sand thieves groups have not found the real murderer at all. In the end, I have to ask the high-level mages of the association to take action and use the 'time retrospective' magic to really investigate the whole incident."

"So, the paladin's purpose in doing this is to slaughter all the pigs in the 'pig sty', just to let the souls of one generation go to hell, and to prevent the descendants of those villagers from suffering the same fate? ' asked Barrett again.

"Who knows what that paladin thinks, anyway, people in this profession have not been normal since ancient times. However, the profession of paladin is still a bit special." The soul merchant said, "killed by them... oh, use 'kill' ' This word is not quite accurate. It should be said that the souls of those who have been 'purified' by them will not enter hell."

"You mean, the paladin is doing the right thing?"

"Hey, I didn't say that." The soul merchant denied, "It's not my businessman's turn to judge right or wrong. However, in my opinion, everyone wants to live, no matter the final outcome, at least that It's our choice."

"It also includes pre-determining the choice of future generations?" Barrett disagreed.

"Hey, at least they will be born, and live the same life as ordinary people, and die naturally. Maybe they will live better than ordinary people! And after death, who cares so much."

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