The two dwarves returned along a certain route, and on the way another dwarf named Qurumbi hacked a hare to death with an axe.

The unexpected extra meal made both of them in a good mood, and they even hummed harsh and ugly songs on their lips.

They soon returned to their quarters, a small hut as ugly as they were, with a low roof, a little over a meter, made of crooked planks.

Gullan kicked open the wooden door, and a voice shouted: "Damn, you can't be lighter, sooner or later you will kick the house down." ”

Gullan ignored the voice, and Dawes laid down their prey, and looked around to the left and right, and there were four dwarves lying in the small hut, lazily napping.

"What about women?" asked Gullan.

An obscene voice laughed and said, "Bashir took her for a walk." ”

Gullan grumbled angrily, "That elf-worm-brained bastard, if he hadn't killed the last cook, would our food be so bad now?"

Someone sneezed loudly and muttered, "Get him back, I'm honestly hungry too."

"Damn it. Gullan shook off a sentence and hurried away from the door.

...

The demon tattoo on Carlo's shoulder was on fire again, and he thought it was the two charismatic sons chasing after him, so frightened that he continued to hide deep in the forest.

However, the popularity of the tattoo has not diminished, and Carlo has a reminiscence.

This seems to be another one.

There are traces of the Son of Divine Grace in the Lost Forest, and Carlo struggled for a moment, but chose to find out.

When Carlo followed the guidance of the tattoo to find his target, he saw this vision.

"Noble and beautiful Princess Sophia, please move faster. ”

The ugly dwarf tugged at the rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope was connected to a woman's fair, smooth neck.

The woman who bent over and rummaged for potatoes on the ground had a stunningly beautiful face, and her face was full of despair, shame, and other expressions, and she was working mechanically and numbly.

The woman's clothes were dirty and shabby, but her luxurious and exquisite style could be vaguely seen.

"It's too slow, let me help you. ”

The dwarf had a lewd look in his eyes, and he lunged at the woman's back as she bent over.

"Ah!" the woman let out a frightened scream.

The next moment, a dazzling blue light erupted from her body, and the dwarf threw it out, falling heavily to the ground, eating a mouth full of dirt.

"Damn magic. The dwarf cursed viciously, looking at the woman's gaze with hatred and longing, and a hint of hidden fear.

The dwarf tried a few more times without giving up, but every time he showed bad intentions for the woman, an inexplicable blue power would emerge from the woman's body and bounce him away.

The dwarf finally gave up, muttered a few words of annoyance, and poured all his anger on the woman, pulling the rope frantically.

The woman can only bear helplessly, and her appearance is extremely miserable.

Hiding in the shadows, Carlo's face was playful, and if he was not mistaken, this poor woman should be the missing princess Sophia of the kingdom.

The king offered a reward of one million gold coins for her, and countless people sacrificed their lives to break into the Lost Forest for her, but they didn't expect her to be here.

If it were known to the people outside that their beautiful and noble princess of the kingdom was now being so humiliated by an ugly and obscene dwarf, I am afraid that they would collapse in an instant.

Carlo was now almost certain that Sophia was the charismatic child he was looking for, but the unknown blue light on her body made him hesitate and not immediately show his form.

Carlo chose to stay on the sidelines.

Soon another dwarf arrived, and seemed to call his companion back, and the two dwarves pulled the poor princess back like a cow.

Carlo followed the two dwarves back to their dwelling, and Sophia boiled the venison and potatoes in the pot, and when the dwarves had eaten and drunk, she curled up and walked out of the hut, hiding in the doorway and silently eating the scraps.

At this time, Carlo in the shadows was shocked.

"One, two, three... Heptad. There was a look of disbelief in Carlo's eyes, "Dwarf? princess?"

Could it be the story of Snow White?!

It's really...

Carlo can't put into words how he feels.

In the fairy tale, Her Royal Highness Snow White, who was banished to the forest by the evil queen, was helped by seven warm-hearted and kind dwarves to live in peace in a cabin...

And the reality is that what kind of warm-hearted dwarf, non-existent, is clearly a despicable and ugly dwarf, in order to satisfy some of his disgusting thoughts, shamelessly imprisoned the princess, although there is a mysterious power to protect the princess is still innocent, but also suffered endless humiliation and torture.

Is this the truth of fairy tales?

For a while, Carlo's heart was thundering, but unexpectedly, seeing the pure princess like a flower living in dire straits, he did not have the slightest idea of wanting to save her, but was faintly excited, this is a kind of sickly pleasure to see beautiful things being brutally destroyed, it is the mentality of a demon.

When night comes, the stars fill the night sky.

Poor Sophia sat at the door of the hut, curling up, her little body temperature was not enough to withstand the cool air of the forest at night.

Sophia shivered with cold.

She had tried to escape countless times, and it was better to die at the mouth of a beast than to be humiliated by a horde of disgusting dwarves, but the cunning gnomes had ropes tied around her neck, feet, and hands, and the dwarves on the other side of the rope would sense it if she moved a little bigger.

Sophia's heart was filled with sadness and despair, tears rolling down her smooth cheeks, and she could only cry silently to the rose in the corner.

"Great Father, send your most powerful knight to save me... Or anyone, take me out of this cave, I'm willing to give everything I have in exchange... Or, give me a dose of poison and I'd rather choose to die in agony.."

The princess's cry drew the nightingale to sing for her, and her gentle singing soothed her desperate heart.

Perhaps Sophia's prayer finally touched the heavens, and a charming voice sounded slowly in the darkness.

"Poor man, come, throw yourself into the arms of darkness. All pain and suffering will be gone from you, and your soul will enjoy endless pleasure.."

Sophia found a long, white palm sticking out of the shadows in front of her, and a voice in her ear was constantly bewitching and urging her. Sophia's eyes gradually blurred, and she subconsciously wanted to hold the palm.

Just as the two palms were about to touch each other, a dazzling blue light pierced the darkness, and a scream rang out, and the shadow disappeared in an instant.

Sophia was suddenly surprised, and shrank back in fright, who is it?!

The night was as cold as water, and the surroundings were still silent, and the dwarves were faintly snoring and talking in their dreams could be heard from the hut.

Everything seemed to be just a dream, as if nothing had happened.

Sophia sighed, buried her head between her legs, and fell asleep in the cold and despair, what would greet her with a new day of torment.

The singing in the treetops came to an abrupt end, and the nightingale's small body fell to the ground, and a pair of gloomy eyes silently stared at Sophia.

Carlo's face was pale, and he was slightly injured by the blue light counterattack just now, let alone killing or tempting Sophia, and it was difficult to even touch her.

Is it because of your demonic identity? The greater the malice, the greater the counterattack.

Carlo calmed down, perhaps, only to wait for an old woman with a poisoned apple to come to the door.