"How's our new owner?" asked the Dragontooth Knight, who had chosen the room Gülen had used in the "red-bellied" bathroom, "and he's said to be a very shy man. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The warlock, who was very good at clawing cats, lazily pointed to the position beside him, and did not look at it, while the naked knight only flipped his palm, revealing a leather bag about the size of his palm, but the bag was bulging, and it was thrown to the warlock, who gently pinched it, pulled the string at the mouth of the bag, and poured it into his palm, and the gems inside rolled down on the damp skin, each the size of a hazelnut, and still shining in the dim light of the bathroom. The Warlock pursed his lips in satisfaction and thrust it under his folded arm, the woman beside him looking greedy, but she didn't hope to take one or two out of it, and those who could survive in such a place had the least instincts, knowing that those people could be provoked and those who couldn't—she took a more supple attitude, skin to skin, almost merging with the Warlock's thin body.

The Dragontooth Knight rudely pushed the woman's companion aside, he could hardly stand the warlock's eccentricity, the bestial slaves that came from his hands were by far the most favored, and the merchants sent him countless girls and boys, all of them good-looking and clean-bodied, but he loved to go to this messy and filthy place, and enjoy the service of obese and loose-skinned older women in the steam that smelled of underarms, soles, and private parts, and crude sesame oil and perfume.

"Don't do that," said the warlock, "just try it, they're the best." He rolled over, "Unlike those young children, no one knows men better than them." ”

"Where are you going to put those Priests Flo?" said the knight, but he lay down on the slate, which was polished very smooth, and because it was difficult to get dirty, the maid had rinsed them with boiling hot water, so there was still some warmth left on them, but if you were prostrate on them, you would feel a deep chill seeping into your body from below, and it was a rare pleasure for people here to enjoy the convenience of magic.

"You guess there are also the maids of the Gredy Temple. The warlock said, moaning in satisfaction, his whole body wrapped and crushed by fat flesh, and the marvelous mouth.

"Watch your words. The Dragontooth Knight warns that the maids around him dare not be as presumptuous as their companions, and only dare to push the strong and hard muscles of the guests with their palms, every part of the knight's body is so flawless, only a few scars on the back, but his warnings are only perfunctory, although in the Dragon's Tooth Legion, Gredi's followers also occupy a part of the combat power- They heal wounded soldiers and knights, but more often than not, they prefer to lash them, and the knight thinks that the priest of Gredi and the priest of Frow can never be compared, although neither will have a lover, but the priest of Frow can only seduce and be possessed, and the priest of Gladyi is tempted and possessed, which looks similar but is fundamentally different.

His brother had been a lover of a priest with a red dragon, and the greatest hope of that was to bear him a child before she got tired of it, for by their bloodline and the gift of their mother, the odds of them having an equally gifted child were very high. In Grenada, a gifted child is a valuable possession, and the abundance can guarantee that the one will go further in the dragon's claws. His enemies certainly wouldn't want to see this, and soon an alien mage appeared before the priest, and the Red Dragon's followers were soon lured by the apparently more powerful spellcaster, and his brother was wounded and then quietly disappeared into the desert to save him from trouble.

It is for this reason that he refuses the invitation of one of Kelce's maids - many people think he is crazy, but he immediately turns to Mitcot, Mitkot and Kelmen, the two siblings are natural enemies, and when their youngest brother Kremar is still in Grenada, Kelmen and Kelse's vicious eyes are almost always entangled in the latter, but in this way, Mitkot was tortured by the red dragon heirs when he had no authority, and then Kremar "died" But luckily, by that time, the new king had already decided to hand over the dragon's tooth to Mitkot.

It was at this time that the Dragon's Tooth Knight became Mittkot's henchman, and he could be said to have watched the eldest prince gradually gain a foothold in the Dragon's Tooth. In the beginning, he had more enemies than his subordinates, including more powerful dragonborns, unruly warlocks, cunning riffraff, and every day there would be furious shouts, rude curses, dangerous chants, and mocking tones in any corner of the dragon's fangs, and it took Mitkot twenty years to finally get the dragon's teeth into his own hands, and in the first few years, when the dragon's teeth needed to fight, the sad commander could only command his cronies, and himself, several times, as a knight beside Mitkot, he was only a fraction of a second away from wavering, and now look at the pastHe wondered how he endured it.

"What did he talk to you about?" asked the Dragontooth Knight, really trying to find out what the new commander of Dragontooth was thinking, and did he know how many people were waiting for him, a day, two days, three days...... The knights in the barracks had become more and more irritable even with the suppression of Mittkot, let alone their mounts, because of Griffin's previous battle with the old and new masters, each of the eagle-headed sphinx questioned the ideas of these humans, and they had more than once vaguely resisted their knights, doubting their loyalty to them, which was not a small matter that could be solved by a plate or two of fresh beef and mutton and a few nights of sleep together.

"Very interesting thing. The Warlock waved his hand and turned to the side, and the Dragontooth Knight turned his gaze to the slate, the Warlock's bones and organs were so eye-wrenching—and the Warlock grumbled dissatisfiedly, and finally turned the conversation in the direction the Knight wanted.

"We discussed some academic matters," said the warlock, observing the knight's expression, "and he mentioned a couple of rather interesting terms, such as 'rejection,' and do you know what 'rejection' is? In short, different blood is like an enemy, and the same blood can be fused together, so when a person's nose is transplanted into their own belly, it may grow and heal there, but not if it is transplanted into a pig's butt - we have to find out the difference, you see, I have an idea, if it's a matter of blood, then what about blood relatives and blood relatives...... I mean, sons and mothers, fathers and daughters, grandsons and grandfathers...... Is it true that the closer the blood relationship, the less this kind of 'rejection' will be...... He glared at the maid beside him, completely ignoring the fact that he had strained his muscles by waving his arm when he was happily speaking: "Anyway, if I hadn't agreed with you, I would have gone back to my lab first, I have a lot of new ideas, and I need a lot of materials...... The bottomless abyss is underneath, and I hope to be able to create monsters that are even more peculiar than the Chimera......"

"That's all?"

"There are others," said the warlock politely and mockingly, "but I see you're almost asleep, and I think it's better not to go on, poor friend, you don't even know when to applaud." "To be honest, I really don't want to tell you these things, if not that you really don't understand." ”

The knight took a deep breath and told himself not to beat him, "Didn't he tell you about the dragon's teeth?" and he said, "Or did he have the intention of building a mount himself?"

The Warlock chattered and laughed, "If you mean one...... Mightily be able to outperform the mount of the Hippogriff, perhaps," he said, "but you also know that even if he were a Dragonborn, the youngest child of the new king, and the owner of the Dragon's Teeth, he would not have suddenly succeeded in creating such a monster in a year, even with my help." ”

"A year?!"

"Pray that he does not have such thoughts," said the warlock, "perhaps he just wanted to talk and talk to a peer with great skill and excellence, and not necessarily let him go to a knight to discuss these matters." ”

"Did he recruit you?"

"Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be," the warlock pinched the lady's buttocks, "I know you want him to recruit me, so at least you can know he's on the move, but I think he seems to prefer to rest for a while, and your knights are afraid to wait quietly for a while." "Of course the Warlocks know what the knights are upset about, they probably have all kinds of plans in place a long time ago, but the only thing they didn't expect is that the other party doesn't want to play with them at all, yes, as the legions are gradually reared, the knights are becoming more and more confused, if Cremar wants to threaten them, they can fight back, if Cremar wants to buy them first, they can also be vain, and it is possible that Cremar will try to mobilize some of them, divide them, divide them, then they will also let their new master know how much it will cost him to do this, but the point is the matter, Cremar had to take the first step.

They don't want to go first, because then they will become passive.

But Gredi's will has been issued, and Cremar may be punished, but this does not mean that the knights of the Dragon's Tooth will be unscathed, and they have also pleaded with Mittekot, but the former owner of the Dragon's Tooth seems to be helpless, which may be considered normal, and in Grenada, if a subordinate dares to act transgressively, the heaviest punishment may be death.

The warlock maliciously speculated how much time they had left, hoping that Gredi's maids would not be furious at the fact that they had found nothing.

The Dragontooth Knight left the suffocating little room after getting no more information, and the Warlock lay on his back on the slate, feeling the coolness of the slate and the burning heat of the female body, he wanted a hot and crazy caress that he had, maybe more...... But next time he would not choose such a room, the steam here was so dense that he felt it difficult to breathe, he opened his eyes in the haze, but could not see anything, he cast a spell, the spell immediately devoured everyone around him, but his pain did not go away - he wanted to get up, but he still fell weakly, he fell into the bath, the hot water with the smell of sulfur poured into his mouth and nose, he wanted to shout, but only gurgling, and finally he sank.

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The soul of the other world needs to know what the warlock does, he is now like he wants to renovate the water and electricity lines of an old house, but if the original water and electricity lines are removed, the house may collapse, but if he wants to connect them, then at least the original wiring diagram must be required, he does not need to be detailed to every inch, but he at least needs to know the original idea and transformation plan.

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