Ride and Cut

It is no exaggeration to say that even with the status and reputation of Gaoshanbao today. The arrival of a magister is still enough to make the entire lord's hall full of glory. This is the respect that human beings' top wisdom deserves, and has nothing to do with flattery.

That night, a grand banquet was held in Gaoshanbao. The halfling chef produced the highest standard, and the pure dwarven ale was consumed like running water.

After Du Pont drank too much, he became a little talkative, and he dragged the lord to babble a lot. Said that he was going to the Orc Kingdom to pick up a friend's child, and said that his friend's name was Reinhardt.

Later, he simply leaned on the chair and snored everywhere, making people dumbfounded.

The host and guest were drunk, and the banquet naturally had no meaning to continue, so it stopped here.

Li Cha waved over a few rabbit man servants and asked them to carry Du Pont back to his room to sleep. When he came out of the big dining room, it was rare for him to have a leisurely mind, and he wandered around aimlessly with his hands in his pockets to digest food.

It was late at night and very quiet. The sound of footsteps gradually sounded on the road, and no one disturbed them.

The alpine castle shrouded in darkness is very peaceful, and a large field of bitter thorns is in full bloom in the garden, exuding a faint fragrance. At the foot of the hill, the lights in the residential area have all been turned on, and they must have already fallen asleep. Farther away, the endless flames of the smelting furnace are particularly eye-catching against the dark background.

In just a few years, the pioneering land, which was poor and empty at the beginning, has become a big situation now, and it has also changed the fate of countless people.

In this clear and watery night, seeing this situation and seeing this scene, if anyone has a bit of elegance, it is easy to feel emotional.

And Li Cha is undoubtedly the one with elegance—"Day, I'm really wise and powerful."

A singing and shouting broke the silence and startled a few ground sparrows. The instigator still didn't realize it, and laughed three times in spite of his inadequacy.

"Boss." A few guards hiding in the shadows suddenly spoke out, startling and embarrassing the lord who was immersed in self-promotion and unable to extricate himself.

"Oh, it's you." The lord glanced at him, and found that he happened to walk outside Elizabeth's cell, and coughed nonchalantly, "Everyone didn't relax their vigilance, it's good.

As for this No. 1 detainee in Tianzi, as long as there is no serious intellectual defect, it is absolutely impossible not to take strict precautions.

Li Cha may not be considered a smart person, but at least he is not mentally handicapped. Therefore, since she came to Alpine Fort, Elizabeth has received top-level detention treatment.

A single cell with steel bars on the walls, roof and floor, fifty-pound shackles on both hands and feet, and daily air release time counted in seconds. There are also guards who maintain a scale of more than ten people at any time, and one of them is the top soldier of the system, and even the magic pattern steel weapons will be given priority to them.

In short, with Elizabeth's current strength at the level of ordinary people, this is a cage that she absolutely cannot escape.

"I'll go in and have a look." Li Cha walked to the door and signaled the guard to unlock it for him.

The heavy steel door slid open slowly, and the well-lubricated bearings barely made any sound. The single cell was shrouded in the light of tallow candles. Elizabeth was sitting at the table in her pajamas, looking at Li Cha blankly.

She was flipping through a picture album, and she probably didn't expect someone to come in. The lord vaguely saw that it seemed to be an enlightenment book for children, either a legend of heroes or a folk tale.

The pot of yellow flowers brought all the way from the Twilight Forest was placed on the only ventilation window, very strong.

"When will you set me free?" Before Li Cha could speak, Elizabeth asked first.

"You shouldn't ask this question at all." The lord stared at it reluctantly for a while before pretending to say, "Also, you can pull up the neckline first."

There was a sound of chains clashing, and Elizabeth clutched the collar of her pajamas tightly with her shackled hands.

"Crybaby, you should think more about how to enrich your life as a prisoner. As for freedom—" Li Cha spread his hands, with a look of helplessness on his face, "Sorry, that thing is too extravagant."

"Why?" Elizabeth's voice was still calm, but her fists were tightly clenched, and she unconsciously rubbed the pages under her elbows into wrinkles.

This small detail made the lord immediately alert - her character was obviously gradually returning to its proper appearance.

Not long ago, just a yell could easily scare this alien beauty into tears, and if you reprimand a few more words, you will almost faint on the spot.

It's only a little bit of effort until now! She has already gotten rid of her weakness initially, regained some of the courage lost with her spiritual origin, and dared to ask "why" face to face.

It is not so easy to make up for the loss of the source itself, but some of the sequelae caused by the loss of the source are gradually healing.

If Elizabeth always maintains that crybaby look, Richard may be able to open up a certain amount of freedom. But as long as she starts to recover, this matter is not discussed, not at all!

After all, the degree of danger is simply not the same.

The life form is so special that this is the only case, and there is no similar kind for reference, and no one dares to say that she will be sure to eat her.

"Even if I was at my peak, I am far from your opponent. What's more, even if I can return to the blood pool to replenish my source, as long as you don't help, I will never be able to pass through the space gap and come to this world, right?" Elizabeth probably didn't know that it was her own performance that closed the door to freedom.

"I said, no, yes, yes!" Li Cha looked down condescendingly, and suddenly smiled.

He stretched out his hand to lift Elizabeth's chin, and looked stubbornly and angrily at him, "Beauty, I sincerely suggest that you exercise more when you are out in the wind. Tsk tsk, it's only been a few days, and there is flesh on your chin."

This once perfect face like a classical sculpture is now a little baby fat.

Compared with the cruel methods in other places, Alpine Fort treats the captives much more civilized, at least the food is okay—especially for Elizabeth who has never enjoyed what is called civilization.

"The book says that a real noble should take pity on the weak. I am very weak now, why can't you take pity on me." She stared at Li Cha, the pain and unwillingness in her eyes could be counted.

This sentence almost made the lord insist on pretending to be a dandy for a long time, because in his native language, the word "pity" has another meaning that is more ambiguous and more imaginative.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a nobleman, but a rogue." The lord rolled his eyes and pointed to the album on the table, "Should these be included in your supply?"

"It's a gift from Sister Annie."

"I said that you, a thousand-year-old demon, still have the nerve to call someone sister." Li Cha shuddered violently, "Confiscated!"

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