Under the blue sky, the remnants of the Blackbird gradually disappeared, but the light and shadow that burst for a moment pierced Geneviev's eyes like a burning brand.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, tried his best to keep his breathing even, and said calmly:

"The Blackbird exploded, Pearson he ...... Met Mistetin. ”

"I see. ”

Iren's pupils shrank a little, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she clenched the hilt of her sword hard, and squeezed out two syllables from between her teeth with difficulty:

"Out!"

......

Sticky, icy cold.

Something slippery swam across his face, and Pearson snapped open his eyes, and in his blurred vision, a dark red vine instantly shrank backwards.

In his ignorance, he now seemed to be locked in an iron cage, and above his vision was a wide dome full of reliefs, slightly yellowed by old age, but generally intact, exuding a quaint and distant atmosphere.

There is a row of circular skylights below the corners of the reliefs, from which sunlight shines into the main hall, and under the reflection of the pool water, rippling and swaying blurred spots.

"Are you awake?" a soft, sweet voice rang in my ears again.

Jacqueline...... Mistetin!"

Pearson suddenly came to his senses, and was just about to assume a posture to defend himself against the enemy, when the burning pain of fire came from the hundreds of bones of his limbs in an instant, and his facial features shrank into a ball of pain.

"I'm so sorry, but I had to destroy most of your bones to make sure you woke up and didn't do anything rude. ”

Mistetin's voice rang out again, the source was on the right side of her ear, still so pure and clear, like a little girl who didn't know anything about the world.

The assassin endured the pain, turned his head to the right with difficulty, and with the acquiescence of the other party, finally saw the plastic surgery of the target of the crusade.

She has a similar appearance to Jacqueline, with only slight differences in the color of her head and pupils, Ghost Girl has pink pupils, and Mistetine has white and black pupils.

Mittertin, dressed in a black dress with bell sleeves and a garland-shaped hoop, two long bunches tied up in front of her ears, squatted outside the iron cage with a cat's waist, observing Pearson with great interest.

"Why?" Pearson asked, dazed.

"Are you asking, why didn't I kill you?" she blinked, leaned her face closer to the iron cage, and said with a thoughtful look:

"Or do you want to know why you haven't died after swallowing the poison?"

"I understand...... the assassin closed his eyes, and his lips grinned with a mocking smile: "I didn't expect the lord god of the dignified Ovidis to have such a unique hobby as abusing prisoners." ”

"Prisoner abuse?" As if he had heard some joke, Mistetin pursed his lips and laughed, his eyes suddenly becoming cold:

"Do you think this kind of Cheng dù can be regarded as torture of prisoners?"

"Oh, then, Your Highness, you neither kill me, nor intend to abuse me. Pearson raised his eyelids lightly and looked at each other cynically:

"Do you want to talk to me about life and ideals?"

"What a smart kid. The sweeter she smiled, a vine stretched out from her back, like an elder caressing a junior, and rubbed the assassin's head:

"In order for your companion to be quiet, and to talk to me about your life ideals as well-behaved as you, I can only wronged you. ”

It turned out that they were going to use me as a hostage...... Hold on for a while.

The assassin secretly cheered himself up, took advantage of the color of pain just right, concealed his abnormal expression, and then kept silent and stopped talking.

"Don't you want to talk? ”

Mistetin slowly withdrew the vines, looked at him with a light smile, and said slowly: "It's better not to think about suicide anymore, when you get here, your life is no longer your own." ”

"It's less verbose, an old woman who has lived for centuries, but she has to pretend to be a little girl. Pearson then snorted coldly, defiantly sarcastic.

"Trust me. She approached the iron cage, reached out her small white hand, and pinched the assassin's chin: "If you provoke me, it will do you no good except to make you suffer more." ”

Pearson rolled his eyes, and with the attitude that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, he said with a straight head of gold facing the sky: "I'm so scared that my head is up." ”

The corners of Mistetin's lips turned up slightly, and there was a cruel look on his face, as if he wanted to say something, and then stood up straight and clapped his hands happily:

"Your companion cares about you, and it's coming so fast. ”

Da Da Da ......

Soon after her words fell, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind her, getting closer and closer, and soon, six figures rushed into the palace at a gallop.

"Welcome, warriors of Rosevia. ”

Mistetin held the iron cage with one hand, looked at everyone with a smile, and snapped his fingers with his left hand:

"Buyan. ”

The water in the hall immediately tumbled, and two rows of long stone tables rose to the surface of the water, surrounded by countless tiny vines. At the same time, several rickety humanoids wrapped in thick calluses and with no facial features in their hands holding large pots of pulp came from behind the hall and placed them neatly on the stone table.

The flesh is crystal clear, there are many styles, all of them are Atlasu and there are no rare species, and after the word is opened, the palace is suddenly filled with the fragrance of fruits.

She quietly observed the crowd, waved her hand, called off the humanoid monsters, and then said with a smile: "You are used to eating the food of Antlasu, why don't you try the food of Ovidis, maybe you will like it." ”

Nannett saw Pearson slumped in the cage like mud, and suddenly became angry, clenched his fists and said, "You are Mistetin?

"That's not a good thing. Mistetin narrowed his eyes, walked leisurely to the center of the two stone tables, and said expressionlessly:

"If you let him go, you won't be as quiet as you are now...... But so. ”

She changed her words, put her palms on her cheeks, and said with a smile:

"If you agree to my request, this man can be returned to you, and I will stop the attack on the ground and ensure the safety of everyone. ”

Eluncia stopped Nannet, who was about to spray, looked at the other party as usual, and said softly: "Your Highness, do you think that there is still a need to negotiate between you and me now?"

"Of course, you might as well listen to my conditions first. ”

Misterine made a booing gesture, walked over to a stone table, leaned against the edge, and said with a sad expression:

"Using the authority of the dream space to create a complex of projections of the seven of you, that was my last trump card, but unfortunately I still lost. As you can see, I'm running out of skills now, and it's a dead end anyway, and the difference is just a matter of length. ”

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