The butcher's room doesn't resemble a normal elf at all, and he's more like an orc in this respect - preferring to use the skulls of slain enemies as collectibles.

That's right, most of the walls of the butcher's room were the skulls of powerful opponents he thought were worth collecting.

Although the butcher is very fond of the feeling of popping the enemy's head with his hands, and even a little addictive, once he encounters an opponent who is truly worth fighting, he will be careful not to hurt the opponent's head, because only in this way can he collect the perfect skull!

This is a proof of their own merits!

In his spare time, the butcher always comes up with tools to take care of these collections, just as collectors on earth do with their own collections of antiques.

Since being placed in this castle to guard the Elven King's men, the butcher has always had a lot of free time, as he does now.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Hearing a knock on the door, the butcher put down the skull and sandpaper he was polishing in his hand and said, "Come in." ”

Pushing the door in was the maid who was in charge of delivering food to the Elven King.

"My lord, this is the puppet king's dinner today."

The butcher nodded, skillfully pulled out the small wooden bottle containing the poison from his bosom, pulled out the lid and poured a spoonful of powder into the porridge, then stirred it, repeating the instructions that he had to say each time.

"Okay, that's the weight for today. Remember, you'll have to watch the guy eat it all before you come out! ”

"I understand, sir." After saying that, the maid hesitated for a moment, but spoke again, "My lord, there is something I need to inform you about. ”

The butcher, who had already picked up the skull and sandpaper again and intended to continue polishing his collection, did not raise his head, and said nonchalantly:

"Say it."

"My lord, the medicine you put in the Pseudo-King's porridge doesn't seem to work. Although he was much weaker, he was in good spirits, and showed no sign of running out of oil, and I fear that if he continues like this, he will not be able to complete the task within the time required by His Majesty. ”

The butcher stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment and asked, "Are you sure?" He really wasn't too affected? ”

"Yes, my lord, at least not in the last two months."

"That's troublesome......" the butcher thought for a moment, "since that guy has become weak, it means that the medicine is working, and I'm afraid he is too resistant to the plague." Really, I didn't expect that waste family to have some strengths.

Well, you go to the other prisoners to-morrow to collect some pus and add it to your meal, and since that guy must die of the plague, then we'll give him the plague." ”

"Yes, I see."

With that, the maid withdrew with a plate.

Arriving at the thick door where the elven king Carlo was imprisoned, the guard unlocked the door, and the maid pushed the door in.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

The elven king Carlo looked at the maid coldly: "It's the kind of thing that has been drugged again?" Those can't kill me! I think you'd better just cut me down, so that everyone knows who Neilsa is by the time of the funeral! ”

The maid sneered and handed the poisoned porridge to Carloso's hand: "Since Your Majesty said that you are going to die of the plague, then you will definitely die of the plague!"

From tomorrow you will have more to add to your porridge and you know what it will be. ”

What else could it be, saying that he was going to die of the plague, could he still add a piece of meat to him?

Carlo stared at the maid and said angrily, "Of course I know what's going to be in it, but before I drink it, I'll tear off your mask and pour some for you, you should taste what the porridge you brought tastes like!" ”

The maid laughed indifferently: "Since your time is running out, then I might as well remind you that it is good - Your Majesty will always leave a way out before fighting!"

Without an antidote, how could His Majesty use a plague that could turn back on him as a weapon? In fact, the people who can watch over you in this castle are His Majesty's most faithful servants, and several of your companions who have unfortunately contracted the plague have already received the medicine given by Your Majesty, so it will be useless for you to pour that porridge on me. ”

Carlo was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "That damn conspirator really has medicine!" He actually put the safety of all the elves at risk for his own conspiracy!? Doesn't he know how many elves will die innocently!? ”

The maid smiled indifferently, "If you care so much about them, why don't you hurry up and die?" As long as you die, Your Majesty can take out the antidote with peace of mind, and the plague clouds that have shrouded Luna Island will be dispelled!

Think about it, if you can die a day sooner, hundreds or thousands of elves will be saved, isn't that your last contribution to the elves? ”

"You bastard!"

At this moment, there were suddenly several strange insect chirpings at the foot of the bed, and the quick-eyed maid stepped on the insects as soon as she found them.

Feeling the strange touch of the soles of her feet, the maid went down and looked carefully at the strange insect that had just been trampled to death by herself, except for all kinds of strange fragments, there was not a trace of liquid at all!

This is clearly not some kind of bug in nature.

Reaching for a fragment, it was the shell of the bug, a shell made of metal, thin but unusually strong.

The body of the insect is something incomprehensible, like metal but not metal, but not wood and ceramic.

"What the hell is this weird thing?"

Suddenly, the maid's face changed drastically, and she realized a problem - it didn't matter what that strange bug was, what mattered was that it was in the room of the pseudo-king Carloso!

Just when the maid's attention was all on the corpse of the bug, she didn't notice that the elven king Carloso was standing silently behind her.

"You've found out."

"What......"

Hearing Carloso's cold voice, the maid hurriedly got up and turned back, but her neck was broken all at once, and she looked at Carloso's empty hands blindly, and she didn't understand where the magic ring in his hand had gone.

In fact, after getting in touch with Carloso, the base sent several waves of mechanical worms, and the micro-cutter sealing ring transported by these mechanical worms had already been removed!

"It's more than innocent!"

Carlo looked at the corpse of the maid on the ground coldly, and began to move his body, the insect cry just now was a signal that had been agreed before, which meant that the surprise attack of the white steel was coming, and he had to be prepared in order to deal with the elven guards who might come over to kill people.