The sad Douglas found that the orc was actually a thief at the peak of the silver level, and in such a small room, Douglas's advantages could not be used at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he has a silver-level strength and agility, and he was suppressed by the half-orc Kate. Kate's sharp cat's claws were like a knife, cutting off Douglas's pants bit by bit.

When Kate gently held Douglas's fate, Morgaret decided not to play such a dangerous game again, he was just a gray dwarf, and these rotten and depraved things of the human nobility were really not suitable for a gray dwarf. He still stayed in the blacksmith shop to make iron, and he couldn't help but think of the half-orc fox girl in the blacksmith guild of Frostless City, she was also a blacksmith, and perhaps Gal Gadot was the ideal companion for the gray dwarves.

In the midst of Mowglitte's distraction, he discovered that his strengths had been stuffed into the orc's private parts. It was a place where no foreign object had ever invaded, and although the orcs had lost their minds, their instincts scared her and made her tremble. The orc, who was as mighty as a tiger just now, bleated.

It is a dense forest that has never been cultivated. Morwritte searched the entrance to the forest, as if it had just been raining, wet and slippery, and in the dark clump of demonic grass, the gray dwarf found a mysterious place. He peeled open the slippery demonic grass, poked open a barrier, and entered a new world.

This new world is full of alluring magic, and the gray dwarves seem to have come to the enchanted forest. But soon he found that he was about to be lost, for the enchanted forest moved gently. The orcs took the initiative in this search. Like a gluttonous little girl, she tasted the sweet taste for the first time, and then began to chase after that wonderful feeling.

The sound of fighting in the room gradually subsided, and low moans gradually sounded. The goblin stood at the door for a long time with a grim face, and finally left abruptly.

When Mowglitte woke up, she couldn't keep her eyelids open. He felt as if his whole body had been trampled by a mammoth beast, and all the bones in his body had been shattered. He moved his fingers with all his might, feeling that they were not his own, but a kite connected by thin silk threads. The kite swept across the sky and shivered before it stood firm again.

Bleat, the orc curled up on Mowglitte's chest and made a slight snoring sound. What a rude lady who snores when she falls asleep. Morwritte frowned, he probably didn't know that every cat person would snore, whether male or female, old or young.

Then Morgaret felt pain all over her body, in her chest and back, in her arms, and in her legs. He struggled to sit up from the bed. I found that my body was covered with tiny scratches, these were the masterpieces of the orcs.

At this moment, the culprit of all this turned over in Mowglitte's arms and continued to sleep with a grunt. Morkriet rubbed the bridge of her nose and shook her swollen head. The floor of the room was littered with rags of clothes, and what had happened yesterday had reappeared in front of the gray dwarf like a movie.

"This woman is crazy. "Morgaret gently pinched the amazing talent of the half-orc, and from then on the slave girl belonged to the gray dwarf. I can't see that I usually wrap myself under the thick bartender's clothes with such an amazing talent, you must know that Angela's majesty is already very grandiose, but last night Mowglitte only knew that what it means to look not amazing, after untying the maid's outfit, the gray dwarf found that the talent of the orcs was actually better than Angela, not to mention Elena, the Roma were originally small to win. Perhaps only the lord's mind is enough to compete with the orcs.

Morkriet took out a new set of clothes from the closet, the gray dwarf had important business to do today, and he and Merlin had made an appointment to meet at the Purgatory Tavern. You can't miss the time. You must know that Merlin is already a thief at the peak of silver, and with the tentacles of the vampire in his hand, no one in White Rock Town can stop him.

Not long after Mowglitte left the room, the orc opened her eyes, and it turned out that she had been pretending to be asleep all along.

"Hello, Angela!" Douglas saw the goblin in his eyes at the bar in the Purgatory Tavern.

With a bang, the glass in Angela's hand fell under the bar and shattered. "Hello, Mr. Douglas. ”

"I want a plate of seven-ripe steak!" the gray dwarf felt a little hungry, last night's consumption was not ordinary, and it was more tiring than adventuring in the wilderness.

"The chef isn't here!" Angela glared unceremoniously at the tall berserker in front of her, he must have done it on purpose, what happened in that room last night was known to the whole of Purgatory.

"I'm sorry, but there's only one cook in Purgatory?" the gray dwarf remembered that the chef in Purgatory was still lying on his bed.

The goblin's eyes suddenly turned red, and what happened yesterday appeared like a sharp thorn in the heart. It hurts for her every breath she takes. She betrayed Kate's trust, if it weren't for the glass of wine she sent, things wouldn't be as out of control as they are now, and she felt that he had lost one thing forever, and that was Kate's friendship.

"There's a price to be paid for everything, unless you're willing to accompany the adventurer, so put away your kindness for so long. He's an aristocratic lord, and he's rich, he doesn't care about Kim Moore at all, and Kate is better than anything if she can win Douglas's favor. The elf's ears rang again, and the lord's words rang again.

"She was a slave by nature, and she was an escaped slave. We just recaptured her. Salit Larsson held up the white hide and pointed out the pink mark on Kate's body to Angela.

"Well, is there anything to eat in Purgatory?" the gray dwarf was a little speechless, he was in dire need of nourishment now, and his stomach couldn't help but growl.

"That's all there is to it," the goblin pulled out a stack of bread from under the table, which had been cut in such a thick and thin manner that one did not have an appetite at all.

"Isn't there anything else?" the gray dwarf asked, frowning. "What did you eat today?"

"That's it!" Angela was a little impatient.

"You're lying, I smell the potato beef broth. I want a plate of potato beef soup and two plates of dry bread. ”