Although it was the dead of night outside, Gavin and Ambrosi in the cell had completely lost their concept of day and night, hunger was constantly tormenting their bodies, and thirst made their throats tingle for a while, as if smoke could come out of it at any moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Compared to Ambrosi, Gavin's situation is actually even more dire.

As a branch of magicians, the magician itself is not the kind of cultivator profession who is known for its physical fitness, and it may be a little better than ordinary people, coupled with the many injuries on his body after being severely beaten a few days ago, Gavin is already a little unconscious at this moment.

Ambrosi saw this and kept chatting with Gavin, lest the last comrade close his eyes and whimper—considering that Gavin's current state of health was a very likely, even inevitable, eventuality.

"Hmm." Gavin replied in a daze, his voice so low that even Ambrossi, who was in such a small cell with him, could barely hear it.

Ambrosi was naturally very anxious when he saw Gavin's situation, and was about to say something, but suddenly his body shook, and then he closed his mouth, and then held his breath and pricked up his ears.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk." Three very regular knocks came from the other side of the heavy gate, and although the sound was inaudible, it exploded like a thunderbolt in Ambrosi's ears at this moment.

This is the contact code agreed upon by the entire church team before departure, and absolutely no one except the people in the team knows it.

Ambrosi took a deep breath and immediately reached out and tapped the door three times in the same way, but his tapping technique was exactly the opposite of the other party's, which was exactly the way to respond in advance.

After a soft sound, a circular dark compartment on the door of the cell suddenly opened, and a very young-sounding man's voice came in in a low voice: "Gavin? ”

Ambrosi was excited in his heart, and replied in the same low voice: "I'm Ambrosi, Gavin is also here, which one are you?" ”

Because the passage outside the door was pitch black, Ambrosi couldn't see the man's face outside clearly.

The person outside was actually the countess's sixteen-year-old young brother Habs.

Habs didn't talk nonsense, took out a few things from his arms, and then handed them over from the dark grid on the door that he had found by mistake, and whispered at the same time: "Lord Dandrion asked me to come, this is some healing medicine." ”

At the moment when Dandrien's words came out of Habs's mouth, Gavin's body in the cell suddenly shook slightly.

Ambrossi was overjoyed, reached out to take the medicine from Habs, and almost couldn't wait to ask, "Lord Dandrion is not dead?" Where is he? ”

"He's not here." Habs's answer disappointed Ambrossi, but the next sentence reinvigorated Ambrossi's heart: "But he will come to your rescue soon." ”

"By the way, do you know where the eldest prince is?" Habs, who was about to leave, suddenly remembered Dandrien's request to him, so he turned his head and asked.

Ambrosi shook his head and said, "That vicious woman let her demon men take the Great Prince away, and we haven't seen him in a few days. ”

Habs's body stiffened slightly, and of course the young man knew in his heart that the "vicious lady" in Ambrosi's mouth was worthy of his own sister Countess, but fortunately, Ambrossi's dark vision made it impossible for Ambrosi to see Habs's face clearly, let alone see his expression clearly.

"I'm leaving, take care of yourselves." Habs closed the compartment slightly, and then walked out the way he had come.

The invisibility scroll only had five minutes of effect, and every minute and second was extremely valuable to Habs, who had no idea how much time had passed, and only by returning to the room on the second floor before the scroll's effect wore off would the operation be considered a complete success.

Maybe it was because Habs was already familiar with the road after walking once, or maybe the guards didn't even realize that a young man hidden in the dark was quietly passing under their noses, or maybe it was both, but after another flash of silver light, Habbs came to the door of his room on the second floor.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and reached out and pushed the door open.

The next moment, however, froze, for he suddenly noticed that the light had been turned on in the room, and that his sister, the Countess, was sitting at the table in the middle of the room, with a pair of eyes quietly watching him.

"Where have you been?" The Countess asked calmly.

Habs struggled to make his expression and tone look calmer: "I went out to find a toilet." ”

At the end of the passage on the right side of the doorway to this room, there is a public toilet.

"Toilets?" The countess frowned: "Isn't there a toilet in the room?" ”

Habs scratched his head embarrassedly: "I ate too much today, and I pulled a little more, and the toilet filled me." ”

The Countess rose from the table, walked over to a cubicle in the corner of the room, and reached out to pull the wooden door of the cubicle a little.

A stench of excrement immediately permeated the cracks.

The countess's face turned slightly white and she reached out and closed the door.

"Don't run around in the middle of the night." After leaving these words, the countess, who had a certain cleanliness habit, left the room almost as quickly as she could.

Habs breathed a sigh of relief, if he hadn't known about his sister's problem a long time ago, it would have been really difficult to get away with it just now.

"Let's hope Dandrion can really keep his promise and help my sister get out of the dark sect after all this." With good wishes, the boy went to bed and lay down beside his four-year-old nephew, and after a moment he fell into a deep sleep.

The Countess returned to her large room, where a live scene was taking place, with the heroines being several of her maids-in-waiting, and the only male protagonist being His Royal Highness the Grand Prince.

The leather whip kept exploding in the air, the red candle burned with firelight, and the hot candle tears fell on the soft parts of the eldest prince's body, matching the bright red scars on his body.

In addition, a maid was sitting on the body of the eldest prince and shaking her body vigorously.

To be honest, this kind of thing is quite popular among some nobles in Ridmar City, and it can be said that it satisfies a certain peculiarity of those nobles.

But no matter how delicious the meal is, it will eventually get tired, not to mention that the eldest prince has spent three days in a row with whips, candles, and these wonderful ketones, including the countess.

He didn't even get a chance to sleep.

Thus this supreme deed of wonder became an incomparably more torture, even more unbearable than torture.

After seeing the countess enter, the maids stopped their movements at the same time, even the spring-like maid who was straddle the eldest prince.

The Countess's lips opened lightly: "Your Highness, can you tell me now what it takes to open that box?" ”

After hearing her voice, the eldest prince, who had originally closed his eyes, opened his eyes slightly, this originally elegant, personable and majestic eldest prince had become extremely haggard at the moment, and looked like a human body that had been completely squeezed out of the essence.

His Royal Highness's eyes showed an incomparably hateful light, and a faint but extremely determined voice came out of his mouth.

"Don't dream, stinking."

The countess shook her head, suddenly took off all the clothes on her body, and then pushed away the maid on the eldest prince's body, and sat down on her own, with a charming smile on her bewitching face that made the eldest prince's heart tremble.

"So, let's move on."

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