That's impossible!

But this is a fact that no one can deny!

The baron felt his breathing getting tighter and tighter, and he tried his best to ask, "For what?" Why do you want to betray me? ”

There was no guilt on Barthes' face: "I just did what my master wanted, and there was no betrayal." ”

"Your master...... Isn't it me? Isn't it me? ”

"Sorry! You used to be, but not anymore. ”

Baron Sorant could not understand Barthes's words. His consciousness became more and more blurred, and he gradually disappeared into darkness.

When Su Hao strode into the main stand of the arena, the knight Barter had already cut off the head of Baron Sorant, knelt down in front of Su Hao respectfully, and presented the dead head with both hands.

"Good!"

Su Hao smiled and helped Bart up from the ground: "You are most familiar with this city. Now, you're the new city lord here. The city must be controlled in the shortest possible time, all slaves must be freed, and an army must be formed. From now on, those who refuse to obey orders will be put to death and killed. ”

……

Sofrey City, Duke's Palace of Hostemo.

Haig sat in a large leather high-backed chair. She wore a black tight V-neck low-cut silk skirt. The two oblique triangular cloth belts on the chest firmly wrapped the plump and bulging ****, forming two round protrusions with wonderful outlines, and the ribbons were crossed and tied at the back of the neck, and a beautiful bow was tied. The large neckline splits all the way to the waist, and the deep white and greasy chest groove can be clearly seen. The hem of the skirt is pitifully short, barely covering the hips, and the slender waist and slender white thighs form the most attractive parts of the body.

There are no high heels in this world, but under the role of Meng Qi, an advanced businessman who leads the fashion trend in the world, many women in the Rabangka continent have learned how to wear such shoes, and they can't help but like them. The black high-heeled strappy sandals on Haig's feet are the products of Mengqi's workshop. It was a perfect compliment to Haig's delicate figure, but the heel was so high that Haig could see the thong strings peeking out from the side of his skirt when he was standing or sitting.

As the most beloved woman of the Duke of Hosenmo, Haig had a large and luxurious room. The old duke devoted almost all his love to this beautiful girl. Hag's performance did not disappoint him, he always moaned in bed and begged the old duke to spare him, and always blushed and snuggled up in the old duke's arms. No matter what topic the old duke talked about, he always listened carefully with an innocent smile on his face. When the old duke had special needs anywhere and at any time, Haig was always empathetic and willing to meet them.

All right! This is the model of a good woman. At least that's what Duke Hosenmo thinks.

Haig gave his room a makeover. Now, where she sits, is a small stone room separated from the room. The soundproofing here is good, with stone doors and closets as a connection to the outside. It's actually a dark room, but it's not all that secret, especially for some of Haig's eyes.

A maid in a white robe stood next to a chair and carefully poured a glass of mint wine for Haig. The pale green liquor swayed back and forth in the goblet, Haig's fingers were slender and white, and his arms and shoulders showed large smoths of smooth skin.

In addition to Haig and the maid, there were two other people in the room.

One was a middle-aged waiter waiting on the side of the chair with a respectful expression. He was the son of the steward of the Duke's palace of Hosenmo.

The other is the Duchess hanging high on the stone wall opposite.

To be precise, she was actually nailed to the wall. Thick, hard nails pierced the duchess's shoulders, and the pelvis was held firmly in place by several nails. This made the Duchess incapacitated both hands and feet, and could only wail weakly. At first glance, it looks like a devastated figure in a church miracle painting.

The Duchess's right hand had been cut off, and her clothes had been stripped off, revealing her wrinkled, shriveled flesh. Judging by the dried flesh of the wound, the severed arm happened at least a week ago.

The old woman stared at Haig with fierce and resentful eyes. She was pinned to a "big" word on the wall. The shriveled and sagging **** is like two shabby leather pockets, and the middle part of the thin legs is not tempting at all, but it keeps dripping yellow urine and gray-brown viscous liquid.

"Slut! Bastard! I, I'm going to kill you! ”

The Duchess's mouth continued to spit filthy words, and the curse had no effect on Haig. It still sits upright in a chair, its legs crossed, its supple black hair falling down its shoulders, its upturned nose and slightly raised lips that give it a childish look that is seductive against the backdrop of sexy clothing. Its eyes are full of innocence, even with a faint smile.

"I don't like it when you speak in such a domineering tone. It's true! ”

Haig took a sip of the cold mint wine, tilted his head back, and his black hair flew in the air. It glanced at the Duchess's severed hand and said, "I didn't want to do this to you. You forced me to do this. ”

The old-faced Duchess stared at Haig viciously. From the first day this bewitching woman entered the Duke's Palace, she began to constantly embarrass and order each other as a duchess. For example, let Haig wash his underwear, let Haig go to the kitchen to help like a subordinate, and let Haig carry large things upstairs like a heavy maid...... All in all, the Duchess did take her status as the first housewife to the extreme, like the evil queen and evil mother-in-law and evil grandmother in the soap opera, destroying Haig to death, eager to play it alive. Haig did not fight back against all these destructive methods, nor did he mention them in front of the old duke. This made the Duchess, who was once anxious, feel that the big stone in her heart had finally fallen, and she felt that Haig, the little girl, was nothing more than that. In this way, one day, when the Duchess once again asked Haig to help her wash her stinky socks, she unexpectedly found that Haig refused to obey the order, smirked and pounced, pressed her face with a huge ****, and then lost consciousness.

When she woke up, the Duchess found herself nailed to the wall.

"But then again, even if you hadn't done those things to me, I'd do the same to you."

Haig's words sent chills down the Duchess. I can't help but think of the horrific scene when Haig ordered the maid to cut off her arm with an axe.

Yes, the maid.

She is her own cronie and her most obedient subordinate. But now, she stood beside Haig, waiting with her eyebrows bowed, like the most obedient dog.

How so?

It's really weird. The Duchess clearly remembered that this lady-in-waiting came from a poor background. More than 10 years ago, I accidentally encountered it on the street once. At that time, the maid was just a young girl. Because she was caught stealing a piece of bread, he rescued her with two silver shells. This kindness cannot be repaid too much, and the Duchess just needs a crony who can help her. For more than ten years, she couldn't remember how much benefit she had given to her maids. In addition to the indispensable provisions of food and clothing, tutors are also hired to provide systematic education. It is no exaggeration to say that even the biological parents of the maid would not do better than this.

However, the facts are in front of you, and the maid who should have been subservient to herself has now become the retinue of Haig, a slut.

The maid took a glass of honey-sweetened water from the dining car next to her, stepped forward, and handed it to the Duchess.

Haig didn't want the Duchess to die right now. Although this old woman is a big trouble, she is not going to kill her now. Although the Duchess had always refused to eat, it was much easier to keep a person alive than to starve her to death.

The maid stepped forward slowly, grabbed the Duchess's cheek with her left hand, and the slender five fingers clasped the key parts above the throat, jaw, nostrils and lips respectively, and at the same time exerted force, the Duchess could not bear the blocking of this breath at all, and at the same time mixed with indescribable numbness pain, she could only open her mouth involuntarily, and let the sweet and greasy liquid pour into her mouth, which flowed directly into her esophagus unstoppably.

The feeling of being forcibly watered is worse than death. The Duchess choked and coughed, gasping for breath and curling Hagrid in the most vicious words, as she uncontrollably flowed snot and tears. She really didn't understand: her maid was supposed to be a very well-behaved girl who had never been trained in martial arts. But why is her strength so great? In particular, the subtle control of facial joints is something that only a samurai can do.

The light in the stone chamber was dim, and at such a close distance, the dying Duchess saw the beautiful face of the maid. She no longer has the gentleness and kindness that she was familiar with before, only undisguised coldness and hideousness. The eyes that once adored and loyal to themselves were now only naked contempt and vigilance, and the ferocity of their enemies.

"Weird, isn't it?"

Haig's melodious laughter echoed through the cramped chamber again. She squirmed and shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, moving so much that most of her hips were exposed. Haig didn't care about this, but deliberately cocked his white thighs, pointed at the bewildered duchess with a slender black heel, and laughed repeatedly: "That's right! You should indeed be her benefactor. However, as long as it is an intelligent creature with active thinking, it has different judgments and cognitive abilities for things. All right! I know that you may not understand these terms, and the technology of the continent of Rabangca is far from advanced enough to allow you to know its secrets. In short, Qiujir (the maid) is now my person. She absolutely obeys any of my orders. Even if I wanted her to undress on the street and sleep with all the men, or kill herself by jumping from a castle tower. Haha Dear Duchess, can you do this? ”

The hard steel spikes locked the Duchess's body, and she couldn't even struggle and writhe. Half-dead, she still knew every word Haig was saying. The Duchess instinctively felt fear, and an incomparably cold and terrifying thought gripped her heart. Her slave controlled the desire to scream, took a deep breath, and asked tremblingly with the sound of her teeth shuddering, "You...... Are you a devil? An evil magician? ”

With the level of civilization on the continent of Labanca, the people and nobles could not understand weapons such as firearms, let alone the secrets of the brain, mind and biology of the Dao. When it comes to things that normal logic can't comprehend, "magic" becomes the most common word used.

"Evil magician?"

Haig was slightly stunned, then nodded rather self-deprecatingly: "You can think so. ”

This is the most plausible explanation. Rather than explaining the nerve center and biological control to the Duchess for half a day, it is better to sum it up in the simplest words.

Haig is probably the most alternative "worker bee" under Su Hao. Its ontology can be considered human (dead researcher) or xenomorph (white worm). This complex overlapping of life bothered Haig for a long time. It doesn't understand what kind of species it should be? This emotion makes it melancholy and also produces a lot of negative thoughts. It wasn't until one day that Haig saw an explanation of "Cordyceps sinensis" in the abandoned library management of Kunming City, and he became cheerful again.

It turns out that I am not the only outlier in the world.

There is also the non-plant and non-animal "Tai Sui", this guy should be more of a monster than me.

Black particles diversify Hagrid's evolutionary pathways. As a "worker bee" who is only loyal to Su Hao personally, Haig has almost no ability in psychological transformation. Much of this is due to Haig's lack of experience with people. The continent of Labanca is not the earth after all, and there are not many people who are familiar with Haig, but there are only a few Huanghe, Xinyan, and Gao Liquan. Especially a guy like Huang He, who dares to hug Haig and kiss him regardless of gender and race, is simply unique. Therefore, in the infiltration plan against the Duke of Hosenmo, there was only one executor in Haig.

Haig is not good at getting along with people, so naturally he can't talk about the transformation from ordinary people to "worker bees". But it has a very special method of control, which is to change the target to absolute obedience to its subordinates.

Haig got up from his chair, cocked his ass, and made a play with Marilyn. Monroe held down the same action on the famous photo of the skirt from the front. Of course, this is not to show off coquettishness, but to let the **** sphincter have enough room to move, and through tightening and squeezing, it will expel what it needs from the body.

This scene is very fragrant. A beautiful woman pouted her buttocks in public, frowned, and the expression on her face was very struggling, like a patient who has been dry for a long time and has constipation that cannot be relieved. Haig maintained this half-squatting position for several minutes, and the closed **** suddenly erupted with an unusually loud squirting sound. Behind it, where the Duchess's eyes could not see, a white and soft insect about the size of an index finger was slowly crawling out of the depths of Haig's ****.

Haig already knew that he was not a woman. But perhaps because he had eaten too much human flesh and his subjective thinking was more feminine, Hagrid's body had largely begun to become feminine. It knows that it has a uterus, and that this organ can actually change. Just like **** can reproduce at any time through enhanced division between cells as needed, so as to change into a male genitalia in a short period of time. This ability is unique to Haig. It sounds like a horror story, but it's true.

The entanglement of desire with Duke Hosenmore seemed to Haig to be only the most superficial physical contact. It admits that it did a lot of disgusting things to please the old bastard who couldn't die, and said a lot of love things that even Haig himself felt numb. The **** produced by cell division is not actually the real body of Haig, but only an accessory derived from external muscles and skin. The old duke's genitals were wrapped in a fake **** in this way, so that he felt a hearty vent. It's just that poor old Horseman will never know that he has been being played by Haig all the time, and this physiological activity follows the same as getting a piece of pork, sticking a hole in it with a knife and then stabbing it himself. Haig's internal organs can already change positions freely, and the **** that ejaculates is only temporarily pure through the external fake channel, and when the old duke is not paying attention, it is released outside the body.

This can both be overly complicated. All right! You can think of Haig's body as a "Klein bottle". The real part of the body is never accessible. No matter what Duke Hosenmo did, he could only touch the outside of Haig's body. Although he is very cool and very enjoyable, no matter how many times he shoots a thousand times, ten thousand times, or a hundred million times, Haig, a cunning and cunning guy, will never get pregnant.

The fat, white worm was a splinter of Hegrid, not its offspring.

It carries part of Haig's consciousness, but must be subject to Heg's control. Like a miniature version of a puppet doll made according to your body, appearance, and appearance, you can manipulate its every movement with electric buttons and controllers, but it will never become your master.

"That's my magic."

Haig took the white worm in his hand, straightened up, stretched its charming and incredibly charming torso, and sneered at the frightened Duchess: "Don't worry! I didn't do anything to anyone in the Duke's Palace. I just let them swallow a little baby I pulled out at the right time. Its taste is actually very good, soft and sticky, and the taste is superb. ”

As he spoke, Haig raised his head, opened his mouth, picked up the tail of the white worm with his slender fingers, and with indescribable comfort, put the worm that was constantly curling in the air into his mouth, closed his eyes, and chewed slowly. It is subject to Haig's control. Like a miniature version of a puppet doll made according to your body, appearance, and appearance, you can manipulate its every movement with electric buttons and controllers, but it will never become your master.

"That's my magic."

Haig took the white worm in his hand, straightened up, stretched its charming and incredibly charming torso, and sneered at the frightened Duchess: "Don't worry! I didn't do anything to anyone in the Duke's Palace. I just let them swallow a little baby I pulled out at the right time. Its taste is actually very good, soft and sticky, and the taste is superb. ”

As he spoke, Haig raised his head, opened his mouth, picked up the tail of the white worm with his slender fingers, and with indescribable comfort, put the worm that was constantly curling in the air into his mouth, closed his eyes, and chewed slowly.