"Housing, one night, one person." Karel stacked five gold coins on a stack and placed them on the bar.

"Okay, here's your room key, have a nice rest." The agent smiled and handed Karel a key with the house number attached.

It's just that this smile looks a little too fake.

Karel didn't think much of it, picked up the key and looked at the house number on it, then turned and walked towards the stairs next to it.

3013, Room 13 on the 3rd floor, up the stairs to the 3rd floor, Karel began to look for them one by one.

"How's that?" Warner tilted his head and pointed to the stairs and said to the customer service staff.

"It's great, I haven't seen this in years." The agent pulled out an identical key and handed it to Warner, "Be careful, don't hurt her." ”

"We're two experts at that." Warner said, then disappeared through the small door behind the bar.

Now is not the time to make a move.

Entering the room, Karel walked to the edge of the bed and fell straight down, knowing that he had pulled Lulin out with him, and now Karel felt that he was bored to death.

Rolling on the bed, Karel sat up, took his bathrobe from the closet and headed to the bathroom, taking a shower first.

It turned out to be an absolute bad idea to take a shower at this time, because just as Karel was comfortably soaking in the hot water, there was a knock on the door.

Knock knock! Knock knock! Three times at a time, it's very rhythmic, and it's also very annoying.

"Who!" Karel couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Do you need dinner?" There was a sound of response outside the door.

"No, you don't! I'm in the shower! Don't bother me! Karel yelled.

"Sorry, but dinner is free, and we've delivered it to your door." There was silence outside the door for a while. An apology was heard, and then the people outside continued.

"That's ......," Karel muttered, not in the mood to soak any longer, as Karel crawled out of the tub and wrapped himself in a towel to the sound of rushing water.

I don't know if Karel has a brain convulsion or what, the way to wrap the bath towel is actually women's, that is, it starts from the chest, instead of wrapping it around the waist as before.

Then he walked out of the bathroom and opened the door.

"It's strange that you guys are serving dinner at this time." Karel opened the door and said disgruntled to the waiter outside the door.

"I'm sorry. It's just a coincidence. "Look at Karel soaking wet with a bath towel. The waiter felt that he was about to burn, so he could only lower his head and force himself not to look at the white shoulders, and then pushed the food cart into the room, and put the food on the food cart on the table one by one.

Although it is a gift. But the dinner was quite generous. Steak. Fruit salad, macaroni, and a bottle of red wine. Karel felt that his gold was not in vain.

After the dinner was served, the waiter stared at Karel fiercely without a trace, and there was an eerie glint in his eyes.

Eat it, it will make you feel crooked after eating.

Although he thought so, the waiter did not show any expression on his face, but turned around and pushed the dining cart out of the room.

There are some special spices used in each serving of food here, and there is nothing wrong with eating one alone, but once you eat 2 or more servings, the special ingredients in the spices will interact with each other and make the person unconscious, and if you drink alcohol, then the alcohol will double the effect, and then the two hunters waiting outside will rush in and send the elf to their master's residence as soon as possible.

It is very ingenious and difficult for ordinary people to detect.

So a free dinner isn't affordable for everyone.

Humming a little tune, Karel wiped his wet hair clean and put on his yukata. After a day of walking, I'm really hungry now.

Let's have dinner, this is a big hotel, so theoretically there shouldn't be any problems.

With this in mind, Karel sat down at the table and began to cut the steak with a knife.

The 7 medium-rare veal steak with tomato sauce tasted great, and it was very refreshing to eat with fruit salad.

It should be fine to just taste it, right?

Karel actually drinks very little, and he gets drunk with a small glass, so he usually never touches alcohol, but just a little bit should be fine.

It was free anyway, so with this in mind, Karel pulled the soft cork of the red wine with his hand and poured it into the crystal glass that was set aside.

Just a little, and then Karel drank it down with a cup in hand.

The taste is surprisingly good.

This scene was also seen by Warner, who was ambushing the building in the distance, and he expressed great admiration for the amount of food that this elf ate, but he couldn't blame others for his own death, so Warner patted Gordon on the shoulder and signaled that he could go.

After drinking the red wine, then there is no need to go through the window again, just open the door, and the unconscious person will not object to the intrusion of strangers.

After drinking the red wine, Karel smacked his lips, savored the aroma in his mouth, and then re-corked the bottle with a cork.

If you're well fed and drunk, then have some fun, and it is said that there are some performances here and there are some performances in the evenings, and with this in mind, Karel began to get dressed.

It's not armor, it's just some everyday clothes, armor and weapons are all in the space hair ring, and the space backpack is just some potions and miscellaneous things.

As soon as he got dressed, a feeling of drowsiness came over him, and Karel felt that his mind was dull and his vision was blurry.

"What's wrong with me?" Before Carel could finish his thoughts, he fell backwards, right on the bed, and began to fall asleep.

Knock knock! Knock knock!

After a few minutes, the knock on the door began to sound, and it rang several times, but Karrel, who was unconscious, was of course unable to answer or get up to open the door.

Click! The sound of the deadbolt turning, and the door opened. Warner and Gordon walked in, and they looked at Karel lying on the bed with delightful faces, while the effects of the drug were taking effect, and Karel was sleeping heavily and her face was flushed.

It's like a tempting red apple.

Gordon was a little still, and took two steps forward.

"Smack!" Warner slapped Gordon in the face, knocking him staggering.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, Gordon said angrily.

"If you touch her, you know the consequences." Warner said slowly, and Gordon understood what he was trying to do. His face turned white in a moment.

Their owners will never accept that their prey will be eaten by others before they can enjoy it themselves. They will die a terrible death.

"Come and chew some mint to sober you up." Warner pulled out a few leaves and handed them to Gordon.

"Thank you." Gordon took the leaf and threw it into his mouth, the intense pungency driving away the primal impulse and calming the restlessness in his body.

"Let's get to work." Warner pulled out a large flannel bag. Then the two worked together to stuff Karel inside. Then lift the bed board. Open the secret passage below and carry Karel out.

Shortly after the two left, the waiter who had delivered dinner walked in and cleaned up the room as it was. Then go straight away.

It's as if nothing happened.

"Woo~" With a low groan, Karel woke up from a coma, unspeakably uncomfortable all over his body, just like sleeping on the desk in school before, uncomfortable everywhere.

Karel subconsciously wanted to move his arm, but was surprised to find that his arm couldn't move at all.

What's going on? Blinking vigorously, Karel struggled to dispel the feeling of sleepiness before looking around.

This is no longer a hotel, or rather a dungeon, in the middle of the dungeon is a huge furnace, and the surrounding walls are hung with all kinds of torture instruments, leather whips, fire tongs, bone scrapers, hammers, and he is locked in a small single room, his hands are chained to the wall, and his body is weak and weak, and it is difficult to move.

Looking left and right, there are quite a few such small single rooms, there are many women with good postures who are locked here, and they are all glazed over, covered with bruises, as for those idle single rooms, there are no people, the strange dark patches on the ground and walls attract Karel's attention, combined with the smell of blood in the air, the raw materials of these patches are self-evident.

It's a dungeon dedicated to the imprisonment of sex-slaves, and they were brought here as female elves. Carrel suddenly understood his situation.

"Well, whoever dares to do this to me will definitely have to pay some price." Karel thought viciously.

I looked down at my body, but fortunately, I was wearing my clothes and everything, and it seemed that the person who kidnapped me shouldn't have had time to undress me. But the backpack at the back of the waist was taken away, but his hair ring was still there, and these people stupidly tied their hands behind their backs, and they were locked on the wall, so that the guide could directly touch the hair ring that fixed the hair with his own hands.

You know, the weapons and equipment are all in it.

Karel tries to clench his fists, but realizes that his body has no strength at all, and then he realizes that he has been poisoned by the character interface.

Mandala Night, power reduced by 99%, duration 72 hours.

Since it is poison, it will be easy to do, Karel directly activated the shadow cloak, and the rich shadow energy was like a flood that burst the embankment, instantly decomposing the toxins in the body, and the power returned.

Just as Karel was about to break free of the chains, he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance, so Karel thought about it and decided to disguise himself first and tease his captors.

Ralph is a Count of the Vedanton Business Alliance, a powerful figure in the entire Ice and Snow Empire, and the master of Lesser City, with absolute control over this floating city.

This is a tall and thin middle-aged man, judging from the appearance, he is quite good-looking, and this person has a good reputation in Lesser City, because he often helps the poor, but people can't just look at the surface, in fact, this person has a very tyrannical weirdness. Fetish, the favorite is to torture young and beautiful girls to death by all kinds of cruel means.

Of course, doing this has always been very hidden, and in the eyes of the outside world, he is still the very philanthropist earl who is very close to the people, and the benevolent lord of Water City.

When two of Ralph's men told him that he had captured a very good-looking elf through some secret means, Ralph, who was in a meeting with the officials of Lesser City, suddenly ended the meeting and returned to his home in a magic boat.

Look at what Warner has told herself, comparable to the appearance of an elf priestess! As an earl, Ralph had the privilege of seeing the priestess in the Elven Forest, and was almost snatched away from her soul at the time, so she was impressed by the priestess. At this time, his subordinates actually said that there was an elf with a look comparable to a priestess in his dungeon, and Ralph felt that he was instantly hardened.

With Warner and Gordon, Ralph entered the dungeon through the dark passage, and sure enough, the two hunters were right, judging from the appearance alone, this elf was indeed on par with the priestess, although the chest was a little smaller, but the heroism on his face was more attractive, especially when he glared at himself.

The night of the mandala can block all the magic power in the poisoner's body, as well as paralyze the power of the poisoner, which is a rare commodity obtained from the Sorrow Continent, looking at the elf in front of him who is chained, Ralph feels that the transaction he made with those undead merchants a few years ago is simply too worthwhile.

"Hey, hey, little beauty, come and show me." Ralph walked up to Karel, who lifted Karel's chin and studied Karel's face carefully, the smooth touch of his hand amazed Ralph, and at the same time made up his mind to play for a few more days, not to die in one night. (To be continued......)