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How long do you think we'll have to wait?

It's up to Kels, but I think she'll choose before the final battle of the Red Dragons, because at that stage, Gredy's priests will be gathered in the temples and sanctuaries to praise Greti and sacrifice to her, praying for the blood and death of her enemies to make the Red Dragon stronger - even Kelse, she wouldn't have made any wrong mistakes at that time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then we don't have to wait too long.

I think so.

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Time flies, and the people lurking in the darkness unexpectedly do not wait for the news they expected, Adel continues to be busy in the palace and the seaside without the slightest sign of attack or harassment, and his slaves are toiling as usual, and every day some are helplessly far from their loved ones, but their losses are almost nothing compared to the slaves in the royal capital of Grenada—in a hemispherical underground rock** As for food, in addition to coarse wheat bran, they were able to obtain rare fish, shellfish, and a vigorous red algae, which floated in the sea like a clotted blood clot, accompanied by ominous legends, and was sticky and fishy, and did not look edible from anywhere, but the mucus from the young leaves was washed and boiled in salt water to become soft enough to chew and swallow, and there was a sea worm, which was very fat, and its dark body was covered with soft spines, and the shape was very similar to that of maggots, and when caught, it squirts out all the internal organs, and when it is boiled in a pot, it shrinks into steel teeth and I may not be able to bite into tendons, but Adelle, under the guidance of Cremar, tells them that this kind of thing can be eaten raw after the internal organs are removed. Ah, there is also a kind of sea worm that looks like an earthworm, they hide in the sea sand, but when the tide goes down, the smooth sand will leave a hole that they dig when they breathe, and they can pull out a long white strip by inserting their fingers into it, this sea worm is different from the previous one in that it melts and can't find anything when it is put in boiling hot water, so it never goes to the table, and it is also Cremar, he told Adel to leave the sap of this sea worm after it melts, and when it gets cold at night, they will condense, and then they can dig it out with their fingers and eat it.

Adel has tasted these three things, and the taste can be said to be unforgettable, but for a long-empty stomach, they are incomparable treasures.

He lowered his palm, the shaking soft food looked like solidified beef and sheep fat, but the smell of it made people feel the urge to vomit, and putting it in his mouth made people feel like they had eaten a mouthful of filthy excrement, but it did fill people up, and it didn't make them sick or weak. It was at this moment that he heard a distant commotion, and he handed the leaves of the seaweed used to hold the food to the leader of the slaves, who immediately swallowed the rest of the food down his throat, and threw the leaves directly into the seawater - the seaweed leaves they used to cook and take them were large and small seaweed leaves, red algae mature leaves, like thin sheepskin to the touch, very flexible and able to withstand the test of burning.

Leaving the gloomy cave**, the scorching sunlight made the priest of Rosada squint slightly, and the ranks of the slaves stopped not far from him, and they deliberately lowered their heads to prevent themselves from seeing the priest of Rosada.

Farther afield, Cremar's acolytes and Gredy's priests.

Speaking of red robes, people think more of warlocks, but the red dragon Gredy also chose this color for his priests, but in terms of style, they are completely different, the robes of warlocks have tiny buttons, from the chin down to the ankles, while the robes of the priests are bare arms and part of the chest, and the waist is tied with a belt decorated with gold and precious stones, the sea breeze blows, and the robes can be faintly seen through the cracks between the waists, and the legs as smooth as silk satin can be faintly seen, and their beautiful faces are like jewels wrapped in extravagant boxes and silk satin。

"If there is anyone who is most familiar with these slaves," said Cremar's squire, "it is probably Adel." ”

The head priest shifted his gaze to Adelle, "I've heard that your master accommodated a depraved white robe," she made a gesture, the attendant got out of the way, Adel walked over, and Reverend Gredy stretched out his hand, sharp nails landing on his cheek, where there was a blasphemous imprint, "It's a pity," she said, "He would be more valuable if he hadn't fallen." The squire smiled meaningfully, "My master doesn't seem to care much about that," he said, "and he's curious about everything." ”

"Tell me," said the priest of Gredi, softly, "how many pregnant women are there?"

"Not a single one. Adel bowed, and then said calmly, and the squire's expression immediately became cold: "Maybe you don't know," he said, "In Grenada, lying is a crime that is not allowed to be pardoned, especially when there is a priest of Grenada standing in front of you. ”

"It's blasphemy," added Greday's priest, "it's a humiliation—a crime that even your master may not be able to bear." ”

"It's not a lie," said Adelle, "go and see, or use spells, magic, whatever it is, and you won't be able to find a pregnant woman among the slaves - my master raised them to accomplish this great work, and everyone has to toil day and night, women and children are no exception, some of them have lost their babies before they come to Grenada, and the rest are ......" Adel looked around, "I don't think any fetus is strong enough to survive in this situation." ”

Of course, Gredi's priests would not believe him like this, but it is true that there is not a single pregnant woman in nearly 10,000 people, which was warned by the black-haired dragonborn before leaving Grenada, Gredi's favorite sacrifice is a pregnant woman, and in his absence from Grenada, his warlock attendants will not care about a slave at all, and Adelle's identity is destined for him to not be able to gain the upper hand in the conflict, as for the succubus Ferek Hill left behind by Cremar, as well as the uninvited gray robe, Adel knows that they will never be willing to move even a little finger for one, or many slaves。

He prepared a potion and gave it to every lucky and unfortunate future mother, a potion that would cause them to lose their children, but it would nourish their bodies and save their lives, perhaps.

"Then give us the female ** over fifteen and twenty years old. Gredy's priest said a little unhappily.

"The temple is very generous this time," said the attendant, "every woman is willing to trade an adult male ** in exchange," he looked at the murky waters, "stronger and more powerful than women." ”

Adel knew he shouldn't hesitate, but every moment of the moment was stretched out to hundreds of years, and he turned to look at the slaves, most of them were Tirans, but there were also some black-haired dragonborn mounts and barbarians who had grabbed them from under the dragon's fangs or dragonclaw knight's swords, but finally he asked calmly, "How much?"

"How many?"

"One Hundred ...... Fifty pcs. Adair said.

"The age could be a little more relaxed," Gredy's priest walked to his side, "at least two hundred and fifty." ”

"The percentage of women is very low in the first place. "Young girls simply can't make it here," Adel said. ”

"Is our Highness Cremar still going to let them breed their cubs here?" said the priest of Gredi, "this is Grenada, not the Dragonfire Islands—if you fear that your master will punish you when he returns," she leaned slightly and whispered affectionately in Adelle's ear, "The temple will give him a thousand slaves a year for the next twenty years, all of them adult males, for the next twenty years, and the 'Mother' is also eager to see this complex appear under her wings soon." ”

"These are sacrifices of the future, aren't they?" said Adelle, "old age, some of them are very ugly, and I don't think such sacrifices can win the favor of the powerful and wise Gredi." ”

"You're almost going to convince me. The priest of Gredy said sweetly, "Two hundred and forty-nine, then." ”

"Two hundred. Adel said more gently, "No more." ”

"Two hundred and forty-eight. ”

Adair shook his head, "It's too hard. ”

"Then ...... A thousand," said the priest of Gredy very, very, very slowly, "ten thousand, poor depraved, who do you think you are bargaining with? I can kill everyone here, including you," she said thoughtfully, "you know, there are many people who suspect that your master is using his authority and bloodline to do something ridiculous...... What do you think? He seems to like you and trust you, and the slaves with their claws and wings -- you know, 'Mother' is so fond of him, do you know how many people are so jealous of him? If, I mean, if he does live up to this favor...... The bottomless abyss is below," she snorted, her red lips pulled to the sides, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, "Do you know what he's going to face? he's going to be ......" she lowered her voice, as if she hadn't made any sounds, "The enemy of the whole Grenada." ”

And just when Adel thought that time had frozen in this moment, he saw the eyes of the Tirans, there was no hatred or disappointment in them, only extreme tiredness and sadness, and then, a pair of slender hands pushed away her father, mother, brother, or brother who stood in her way, and one by one, women of the required age stepped out of the ranks of slaves, they knew what they were about to face, their eyes shining with fear, but they stood up anyway.

"I'll count. Adair said. He wondered if Gredi's priest would take them with him if more people appeared.

"Whatever you want. Greday's priest said that she could have resorted to more drastic and brutal tactics, but that the outcome was not so unpleasant. Adel even laughed when she counted the two hundred and forty-nine people she had given her, "I can understand why His Highness Cremar likes you so much," she said, "Even I like you a little more, or we can have a better development in a more comfortable place." ”

"It's a great honor. Adel said, trying to keep his fingers from clenching, and there was still a trace of warmth in his palms—from the little cowering hands, wet.

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The senior priest of Gredy held out a two-arm-long Mithril plate with magical runes and mystical patterns etched into it, while a pregnant woman was trapped on the altar, her long hair soaked with tears and sweat, and Kelce took off her silk robe and let it hang naturally from her waist, her bare chest, her silk robe, her arms, the ends of her hair, and her sharp tail were soaked with half-congealed blood, and she dipped her hands into the golden basin beside her, so that the water mixed with myrrh and musk washed away the blood, and a priest held a new dagger for her, which was used exclusively on the altar, with a hook at the end to hook the ribsto expose the heart in its entirety.

Kelce picked up the dagger and wiped it lightly on the face of the priest who had not had time to retreat in time, the young pastor who had been favored by the senior pastor immediately screamed in pain, the sharp dagger slashed her cheek in a single stroke, and the senior pastor could see her gums, but there was only one sound, the dedication to Gredy was still in progress, she quickly retreated, and Kelse's eyes flashed with obvious regret.

Before the senior priest could scold, Kelce had stabbed the dagger between the pregnant woman's **, starting from the second rib and cutting straight into the abdomen, skillfully removing the fetus, digging out its heart, throwing it on the Mithril plate, and then the mother's, and then she grabbed the mother's hair, turned her face to the side, and made her look at herself and the child's heart, the two big and the small heart were even beating slightly.

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A diminutive figure was waiting for Adel outside the courtyard.

"Collapse?" shouted Adel in surprise, as Crash was nominally a slave to Cremar like the three gnomes, but he still kept his freedom, only to avoid being harmed or pillaged by those with malicious intentions, so the dwarves rarely left the ground.

"There's a tricky question," said Bunkai with a sad face, "come with me—I'll show you." (To be continued.) )ad_950