Istan lay quietly on the bed, she could feel the heavy stone door opening, and she heard the sound of someone burrowing into the room. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She could clearly hear his breathing and smell the mint he had just taken from his shower.

The room is so small that people can only lie flat or sit half-legged.

Unable to stand upright, let alone have no lights.

There is a lid in the corner, and when the lid is opened, there will be a downward passage, where you can directly reach the bottom of the ship, and there are more than ten square toilets for her to excrete calmly.

It's just that she doesn't want to move.

She didn't even know how long she had been in detention.

At first, she would use her fingernails to leave a notch on the wooden wall, and when she had eaten a meal, she would add a cut to it.

It was only after the first two meals were delivered through the small crack in the door on time, and then she woke up from a long dream, dragging her hungry body and sitting by the door praying that food would be delivered. As a result, I was starved for a day unexpectedly, and I didn't know how long it took me to see a plate of food at hand.

What will happen to Tim's side?

Estar didn't want to know, and the helpless crying and tossing and turning attempts to find a way out of the chamber had all failed.

My fingernails were ripping up, and my fists were so painful that I couldn't lift them.

Although the breeze kept carrying some air into the chamber, the dreary air made her feel a deep despair.

If Lillard stopped delivering food, no one would remember that the two of them were still alive.

They will live in this humble cage and watch their lives die little by little.

Perhaps, while losing her life without dignity, she will try her best to beg for mercy and beg for forgiveness.

She rolled her eyes, as if she were rolling at her future self, and then silently moved to the wall, clinging to the cold wall, not wanting to have too much contact with Leillard.

Even if the door wasn't closed, she didn't want to run out.

was crushed by this dragon in force, and when he went out, he either chased him and tied him back, or he jumped into the sea and was eaten by those fish.

Is there a third way?

Isha didn't think there would be.

If there is hope, she will allow herself to die with dignity.

But while she was still alive, she couldn't let herself die so quickly.

If you really want to die, you shouldn't eat and accept this guy's handout.

There are two people lying in a one-meter-wide secret room, which will seem extremely crowded. Lerard's hand touched Ishtar's skin, it looked dry and wrinkled because of lack of water, Ista was trembling, she wanted to remove Lerard's hand for a moment, but after thinking of Lyrald's punch that day, she restrained her desire to resist, she knew what would happen later, but she couldn't resist, she was very helpless and silently wept, she didn't know why her fate didn't change after getting rid of the goblin.

Leillard silently watched Ishtar's crying, and Mu Ran's red eyes made people look very palpitating at this time.

He didn't want to talk much, and after watching the other party's resistance to action, he suddenly lost interest, forcing people to do things that others didn't like, and it would be addictive to do too much, Leillard withdrew his hand, then turned around and lay on the other side of the room and began to sleep.

This small space gives him an incomparable sense of security.

When he lived in the Dragon Domain, he would often dig a hole more than ten meters below the surface of the earth and sleep peacefully in such a small cave. He knew that predators who smelled themselves would be very excited to dig into the shallow layers of soil to find their prey, and only the caves and passages were narrow enough, small enough, and deep enough to escape the attacks of most creatures. Perhaps not many humanoids like this kind of place.

Lying on the thin quilt, Leillard rolled down and fell asleep.

Esta looked at the snoring Leillard, and then at the half-hidden door, she felt an urge to run away, and she stood up gently, trying not to make a strange noise, and moved towards the door step by step.

Her hand was on the doorknob, and with a gentle push of it open, she could be as free as possible.

Little by little, the door opened.

The sound of squeaking, and the pounding of the heart.

It was still completely dark outside the door, and the wind could still be heard.

Ishtar's feet were about to step onto the outside floor in the next second.

The taste of freedom can be embraced with open hands almost instantly.

Ishtar didn't take that step, she cowered and closed the door again, hugged her shoulders that were extremely cold from the sea breeze, and honestly continued to lie down in her bed. She couldn't tell if the dragon would grab her in the dark aisle and drag her legs to plunge into the dark room again when she was about to see the light.

In her vague memory, she seemed to have seen similar scenes.

It was a filthy nursery, and a few human women, seeing that the goblins had not appeared for days, mustered up the courage to escape from the winding tunnel to the surface, and after a few hours, she was trapped in the nursery and heard the screams of the women from far and near, and was carried back by a group of goblins who laughed wickedly.

Their hands and feet were bloody and fleshy, their eyes were gouged out, and bloody tears flowed down their faces, looking extremely terrifying.

Esta didn't want to be like that, and if he was going to die like that, he might as well keep the whole body.

She didn't want to become one of the human women who lost her life, and ended up being boiled into a thick blood soup by goblins and poured into the roar.

She..... She still wants to continue to live.

Curled up in the creature, Esta reluctantly leaned back on Leillard to keep warm.

This is the last chance to gain the trust of this dragon, and only by being his woman honestly will she not become the fate of the other women in the goblin lair that are blurred in her memory.

"Please, take me home, I want to go home, I want to go home"

With a crying voice, Isha hugged Leillard's back and cried.

"Take you back next time I get a chance"

Leillard rolled over and put Ishtar back on top of her, tongue licking the tears from her face.

With tears as salty as humans, elves don't look anything special.

Kissing his eyelids and feeling the tremor of his skin feedback, Leillard kissed the elf's pointed ear, and the woman under her, who had not changed much, couldn't contain her body at this time, and began to spasm. Sure enough, just like the legend, the pointed ears are sensitive areas like a certain part, and if you tease them, they will climax. Even the closest ones don't let anyone touch their ears. This means that he has lost all his dignity, not to mention that he is paralyzed and has no combat effectiveness.

"Yuzu flavor? This is the first time I've tasted this flavor."

Lillard looked at her strangely, he had never seen an elf squirt such a large amount before, so he naturally didn't notice it.

Now the New World has been discovered!

Is this their own system of talent?

Do other elves smell the same way?

For example, Strar, who has not yet been broken .... What will she taste like......

Leillard felt as if he had awakened a new curiosity.