Late at night, Sam's door was quietly opened, and a dark shadow slowly entered it, not paying attention to the jade bodies of the four thorny fruits, but gently patting Sam, who was still closing his eyes and recuperating.

Sam didn't sleep deeply, opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, nodded, then got up cautiously, and walked away with the dark shadow towards the door.

"Your Royal Highness, there is something wrong with the Marquis of Bird. ”

The dark shadow was none other than Forles, whose face was a little darker in the dim light.

Sam didn't speak, motioning for him to continue.

"You come with me......"

Frece didn't explain, but led Sam downstairs, there were things that needed to be seen to be believed.

The manor was large, it was late at night, but it was brightly lit, and there were still many Vic soldiers on patrol hard, and the place where Forres took Sam was very remote, out of the gate of the residence, through the winding path, through a dark and hidden artificial garden, and into the eye was a small wooden house, which was very common, and was usually used to stack dry firewood.

Seeing Sam's puzzled look, Forrese took two steps forward and motioned for him to follow.

'Squeak~', and in a groan, the door of the wooden house was slowly opened.

In the center of the house is a wooden pier with an axe on it, and there are countless timbers neatly placed next to the axe, which is a very ordinary firewood house.

Sam stared at everything in front of him, his face was a little unsightly, but he didn't get angry, because he believed that Fleets would not be untargeted, so he quietly waited for his next step.

"Your Highness, who do you think will chop wood in the house?"

In a very soft voice, Forlie stepped forward, grasped the handle of the axe with both hands, and with a low cry, pulled out the great axe, which was deep in the wooden mound.

'Boom la la ......'

A thick chain attached to the blade of the axe was dragged out of the wooden pier by Forles.

"...... this?"

"It's a secret door!"

To Sam's question, Forrese patiently answered.

'Click......'

As his words fell, the ground cracked open a tunnel with a length and width of one meter each, and the short and narrow steps extended down from the ground, ten steps away, chaotic and extremely dark, so that it was impossible to see how long this road was.

"Your Highness!"

Forles took out two torches from the side, handed one to Sam, and skillfully lit it, leading the way through the tunnel.

People are a little afraid of the unknown, and Sam is no different, but out of curiosity for his friends, he gritted his teeth and followed the steps of Fries.

"Please be careful, Your Highness. ”

Frost stepped forward, lowering his voice and shouting softly.

The tunnel was illuminated by torches, and there was a strange smell on the damp walls.

The two of them walked for a long time, not knowing how long the stone path was, only that they had reached a very deep place underground.

Sam felt a little uncomfortable and depressed, and the turbid air here gradually made him feel a little sick.

"Your Highness, it's almost there. ”

Fleets paused and looked cautiously ahead, where the stone path and the walls on either side were beginning to smooth out.

As we continued to go deeper, the light began to slowly appear in front of us, it was a karst cave, the sharp stalactites were constantly 'ticking' water droplets, and in the quiet space, even the sound of breathing was so clear and audible.

Frost made a silent gesture to Sam, pointing to the dozen or so humanoids hanging from the top.

By the dim light of the fire, Sam's pupils suddenly dilated, and he was about to scream, but Forles quickly covered his mouth.

Hanging on the top are more than a dozen girls with red fruits, and there is no trace of human skin on the clearly visible red muscles, which have been completely peeled off.

But they didn't die, one after another plastic needles were inserted into their veins, delivering nutrients to them to heal their bodies.

Underneath their bodies lay a huge wooden barrel, and drops of yellowish grease trickled down their bodies and dripped into the large barrel.

Slowly, in the bucket of grease, you can faintly see countless emerald green insects surging inside.

Sam felt a little tingling in his scalp, and under his count, the dozen or so girls who were hanging without human skin were the same number of women that Bird had called out to spend the spring with them today.

"Will it be ......?"

Sam's breath was a little short, and he looked at Frost tremblingly.

Forlie closed his eyes and took a deep breath before nodding vigorously.

"What's that out there?"

Sam was really going to vomit this time, all this in front of him had completely subverted his three views, even the most evil Holy Court did not have this means to deal with those who resisted them.

"Corpse!"

Forlies's tone was firm, he had already noticed that something was wrong with these women, that dull look, empty eyes, was not at all what a living person could have!

"Corpse ?......"

Sam was startled, sat on the ground, his hair exploded, and he was cold from his head to the soles of his feet, he actually spent the night with the corpse?

Forlie pursed his lips, trying to comfort Sam, but he didn't know where to comfort him, and a thousand words finally turned into a sigh.

The so-called corpse is a kind of rotting corpse, with a simple consciousness, will resolutely carry out the orders of the maker, but the production method is very complicated, except for some necromancers, no one can make it, and because it is a young corpse that has been dead for less than a month, it is considered too blasphemous to the dead, so it has been listed as a forbidden art, and it has long been lost.

After a long time, Sam relented, but he did not dare to look at the 'woman' who was hoisted high, so as not to cause a bad association again.

Carefully passing through the gap in the barrel, in front of him was a three-meter-high stone door, Sam glanced at Forlies, who was already in chaos now, so he naturally listened to Forles's arrangement.

Forres asked Sam to step back, and pressed his palms against the stone door, his body bent slightly, his feet pressed against the ground, and his whole body moved up.

The stone door was very heavy, and Forles's eyes were red, and his steps were deep in the ground, and after a few breaths, he heard the muffled sound of friction.

'Bang long ......'

The sound of the stone door opening was a little loud, which made Sam a little uneasy, and what he saw now was already beyond his bearing.

"Or ...... Let's go......"

Sam stepped back and whispered to Flease.

After hearing this, Forlie sighed, and also felt that something was wrong, and then withdrew his hand to escort Sam away.

On the way out, the two of them went surprisingly smoothly, and they didn't even see a single patrolling guard.

Back in the room, Sam looked at the four stunning beauties who were still sleeping soundly, and finally couldn't help it, ran to the toilet and vomited......