Luxon put away his lighter and walked slowly into the small room.

He looked inside.

Throw a fit!

He saw that there was a large bed inside, a very large bed, the kind that could accommodate four or five people.

On the bed lay Daddy Hart, whom they had just met.

It's just that this current Daddy Hart looks very bad, he probably weighs four or five hundred pounds, is seriously obese, and looks very weak, he is probably in his sixties, his face is full of wrinkles and age spots, his face is haggard and his eyes are blank.

He's not like Aymar, he's really obese.

Aimar's obesity is like a bulge of gas in the body.

Daddy Hart on the bed is really obese, and the fat on the bed is soft and clumped, which looks disgusting and worrying.

And he has a foul smell on his body, and he probably hasn't taken a shower for a long time.

Luxon hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his hands and walked over slowly.

He understood, this was the real Daddy Hart, and the one on the outside was a fake, deliberately trying to confuse me.

Alas, what a poor man.

"You're Mr. Hart. Luxon sighed.

Papa Hart was not at all surprised to see Luxon, and he tried to raise his head and greet him politely.

"Hello, I'm glad to have a stranger come to visit me. ”

"How long have you been here?" asked Luxon.

"I've been in this dungeon for six or seven years, I'm afraid. ”

Luxon couldn't help but shake his head and complained for him: "It's really bad, this kind of life is too difficult, you must be having a hard time." ”

"Oh, no, sir, on the contrary, thank God that I have food and drink every day, and my daughters come to see me regularly. ”

Daddy Hart, who was lying on the bed, deliberately made a very satisfied expression, indicating that he was doing well.

Luxon shook his head again and said incredulously, "You look so happy, it's hard to imagine. ”

"Yes, except that I can't go out for a walk, I'm kind of a happy old man. ”

Luxon looked at Daddy Hart's extremely awkward smiling face, and couldn't help but complain secretly, in this serious lack of exercise, he should be unable to do that, right?

He really looks like a bad old man, a bad old man who is seriously obese, and it's rare that he still has such a good attitude and is interested in playing that little sex game.

Luxon asked the most important thing, "Who locked you up here?"

"I volunteered. ”

Luxon was surprised and asked urgently, "What the hell is going on, no one would voluntarily lock up in such a place." ”

Father Hart said reverently: "The true God is above, I don't want to lie, it is indeed my own volition, because I have made many mistakes, and I almost betrayed the true God and became a slave of the devil." ”

"What do you mean?" asked Luxon cautiously.

"Don't you see, I've been demonized, don't you smell the stench of the devil?"

Luxon pretended to sniff and complained, "It seems to be a little bit, but it's very light." ”

Daddy Hart nodded, a look of regret.

Luxon said frankly: "So you are willing to live in this dungeon, eat and die every day, and you can't do something meaningful?"

"Yes, I'm dead," said Daddy Hart, "and if it weren't for someone throwing bait at me, I might have been wandering forever." Wander from town to town until you end up being a zombie and eventually a pile of ashes. ”

"So they tempted you to be the owner of Barrett 10th Street and made you ......"

Father Hart interrupted him, "God is above, I beg your forgiveness for my mistakes, but fortunately I came to my senses in time." ”

"It seems that you are a devout puritan, and you would rather stay in such a place than to be in the same league as the devil. ”

"Yes, I, like the Dragon King, we don't want to be slaves of the devil. ”

"So you voluntarily locked up here, and the Dragon King was forced to leave the country?"

Daddy Hart kept sighing, and then denied: "Not all of it, I don't know why the Dragon King left Wufu Street, but I think it may be somewhat similar to what happened to me. ”

"Do you know where he went?" said Luxon, apparently concerned about it.

Daddy Hart shook his head lightly and sighed again, "I don't care about this, but I know a little bit about it, and it may have something to do with Joe and Isabella." ”

"Oh, tell me about it. ”

Daddy Hart suddenly realized something, was very excited, and shouted at Luxon.

"Listen, I know you're also from the Evil Order, you may be from another Evil Order, I don't know what your purpose is, but in the southern part of the swamp city, I don't want you to start a war at will, it's been peaceful here for many years, I'm afraid it's been decades......"

Luxon smiled, "I'm just curious about the whereabouts of the Dragon King and Joe and his wife. ”

"There's nothing to be curious about, their departure may have something to do with the psychic demons of the Demon God Lord. ”

"Oh, tell me, are they going to help kill that psychic?"

Father Hart looked very lonely and whispered, "Yes, maybe they went far away, maybe they died, maybe they didn't do that at all, only the true God knows where they went." ”

Luxon was disappointed and whispered, "So you don't know what's going on?"

Father Hart murmured, "Yes, sir, I don't know anything, I'm just a bad old man, I survived, thank God, may God bless you." ”

Luxon tried to talk to him again and found that he seemed to be asleep.

No, he was sleepy, or tired of it, and deliberately closed his eyes to recuperate.

Luxon had no choice but to turn his head and look around.

I found that in this room, except for some foul smell, things were a little messy, and it didn't look dirty, apparently someone came to clean it regularly.

......

Suddenly, a bright light was slowly emerging.

Luxon hurriedly turned around.

It's a projection of Mirika, the housekeeper.

Mirika's projection is pale gray and translucent, indicating that she possesses extraordinary powers bestowed by the Demon God or Demon God Lord.

Luxon was very calm, and smiled at the projection, "I didn't expect you to be the demon slave of the demon god. ”

Mirika's pale gray projection said coldly: "You are wrong, I am not the demon slave of the demon god, I am the slave of the great swamp king, you should not cross the border to break into here, this is the territory of the swamp king." ”

Luxon made a playful grimace and complained: "It seems that I underestimate you too much, you claim to be the demon slave of the king of the swamp, then your strength should be very strong, the blood rakshasa specially arranged a lord demon slave to guard here, there should be some big secret here, right?"

"You don't have to think about it, think about your situation first. ”

"I'm not in a very good situation and I shouldn't have been on this trip. Luxon said honestly.

"You know, I can kill you now, I can imprison you, and of course, I can release you. ”

Luxon pretended to think about it, and was convinced, "I see, unless I surrender to you, swear to the Lord of the Swamp in the name of my soul, serve Him forever, and become your informant, I will die here, or be with Mr. Hart forever, and help take care of his daughters, right, Mr. Hart." ”

Luxon deliberately turned his head to look at Daddy Hart.

Father Hart had already opened his eyes and said calmly: "I have no opinion, I am dying, and you are still Lang Lang." ”

The implication is to entrust my daughters to you, you are still so young and in good health, I am very relieved......

Mirika summed them up: "It seems that you have reached a consensus, so I have no problem as a housekeeper. If you like it, I ask them to accompany you every day, you can come to two, three, or even a large group at a time, as you want, and play as much as you like. ”

Luxon hurriedly said, "But I have an opinion. ”