"Master, you didn't tell the truth. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" said Philimis as she looked up at him.

Isaac, of course, would not be honest with Lady Miranda, and why Phimes had such perverted abilities had a lot to do with her Sky Dragon Heart. As a branch of the blue dragon, the magic ability of the Sky Dragon is beyond doubt, except for the two types of spells that are sacred and shadow, they are all proficient in elemental spells, and even like the blue dragon, they have their own elemental affinity as soon as they hatch, and their own spells are extremely effective. If the Blue Dragon is the Uncrowned King on the caster's path, then the Sky Dragon is the Queen of Magic. If it weren't for the fact that their flesh was not as strong as those monsters in the lower realms, they wouldn't have suffered heavy casualties in the plane war. But that's only relative to the lower realm, no matter how bad it is in the main plane, it is also a top-level dragon, one of the predators at the top of the biological chain.

Femis's heart now is the essence left over from the Sky Dragon Catheran that Isaac devoured in the plane war, and that essence is so compatible with the little girl that he even suspects that Femis's ancestors may have the blood of a high-level dragon. Thanks to Fran, her method of living transplantation is clever enough that it is impossible for beings below the demigod to discover the mystery.

"Do you want me to tell her that our cute Femis is a little stitch monster? ”

Isaac bent down and pinched Phimes's delicate little nose, and before she could react, he ran away, laughing as he ran.

Philimis snorted, grabbed the hem of her mage's robe, and chased after her in a rage.

Olivia stood in the corner of the square, watching the two figures, one big and one small, having fun, and the smile on her face never stopped. Until Claire's instantly recognizable voice sounded from behind.

"Sister, you've grown up......"

"But you haven't grown up yet, don't you dare to tease me when your ass is itching again!" Olivia turned her head and looked at Claire who was slowly walking over, and laughed playfully.

Claire's zombie face didn't have any expression, but she still subconsciously touched the contoured and seductive ass. When I think of the feeling of my black-faced sister waving the leather whip in her hand and whipping herself, it is really "fresh in my memory". Even if the Kingdom of Charleson broke through the title of Eternal Night Stalker, my sister is still my sister, no matter how hard she tries, she is still that unsurpassable existence.

"You say, why did the master save us without asking for anything in return, filthy and at the same time a cripple that all beings hate. I suppose that if it weren't for the owner, I would have been tortured to death by those filthy and filthy men......" Claire looked at the smiling man who was playing like a child, his figure was sometimes tall, sometimes kind, sometimes awe-inspiring, sometimes mysterious and elegant. Coupled with the fact that he is young and handsome, with a noble status, and is destined to become an existence that everyone looks up to, it is hard to imagine why there is such a perfect man in this dark world.

"Claire, do you want to know about my past?"

"Huh?"

Olivia didn't wait for Claire to reply, but slowly recalled: "For as long as I can remember, I wore an iron collar around my neck, and my owner at the time liked to take me on a walk, and whenever I met a brute with a raw organ, he asked me to crawl over and mate with them. I still remember those filthy spongy bodies sticking into every place I could. The first time I was crawled on the back by a wild dog, I screamed and bit its throat, the blood was hot and fishy, but the result was a severe beating, starvation for two days, and almost death in the cold, damp dungeon. But the irony is that I don't dare to resist anymore, and even force myself to accept this terrible reality. From wild dogs and pigs to goats and reindeer, the guy kicked me into the knights' stables. He personally shoved an arm-length object behind me, and the tearing pain made me faint many times. But in order to keep me up longer, he actually poured me several bottles of healing potions......"

Claire listened expressionlessly, but her heart was full of turmoil, and the dignified and elegant beautiful woman in front of her calmly recounted the cruel and perverted past, calm as a bystander, but the more this happened, the more chilling it became.

“...... You think that's all there is to life? That's wrong. The perverted guy likes to abuse me once he has a friend, listening to the screams of pain for fun. The beasts were drinking and carrying the slave girls they bought, and they were doing dirty things in front of me. You've probably seen the scars on my body, the ones left by the beasts, sharp knives, pliers, sewing needles, soldering irons, and all sorts of strange and terrifying things, and they won't stop until I'm dying. ”

Speaking of this, Olivia turned her head to look at Claire, and when her eyes touched, Claire immediately lowered her head in panic and began to tremble, Olivia knew that she was afraid.

Then, she read the unfamiliar names one by one, and began to count the fate of these perverts: "Alem, my beloved 'master'. He was hung from the stake on which I was constantly hanging, and with these hands I carefully cut off his most cherished things, poked every hole in his body, and then made several holes in his fat belly with a boning knife, and plugged them with all sorts of 'sticks', as if I were tormenting a shaved porcupine. I laughed maniacally and pulled his intestines out of his ass, so long and long that I could easily strangle him. But now that I think about it, it seems a little cheaper, and he should have scraped his soul off and sealed it in the Soul Diamond, and took it out for amusement when he was fine, and the next one was Tar, a barbaric officer who had retreated from the border, and he liked nothing more than to burn my buttocks with a soldering iron, then sprinkle salt on it and pour it on strong ale, and watch me cry hoarsely. To be honest I liked him a lot, he had his limbs cut off, his teeth and tongue pulled out, and he was still able to spit on me, so I was so angry that I stabbed him in half with red-hot iron tongs, and slowly pierced him from below, and poked through the guts and out of his mouth, but he died before he could give me any more pleasure, and oh, I almost forgot Mr. Phelps, the royal apothecary, who made my/and buttocks so big with some strange concoction. But I still have to thank him, because without his help I can't hold such a gorgeous clothes, you know, he actually begged me for mercy before he died, I let him swallow the excrement like a maggot, and he really ate obediently, and it looked delicious, but I thought it was a little boring, so I pressed him into the potion pool and melted it to pieces......"

“...... When I finished all this, I suddenly felt very empty in my heart, as if I had been taken the last breath of anger, and the next moment I thought of death. Olivia focused all her eyes on Isaac: "I will never forget that night of rebirth." The master watched the whole process of revenge, and he did not stop it, nor did he say a word. Until I tried to kill myself, he slapped me hard, sighed as if he blamed himself, and then took me to the castle like a walking corpse. The master carefully stripped off my tattered clothes, which were stained with blood and filth, and carefully wiped the broken flesh. At that time, I was like a terminally ill child, and he was like a healer who changed me into new clothes and cooked a hearty dinner himself, feeding me little by little. Finally, I spent the night watching the stars in the tower, until the sun rose in the distance, and it was the most beautiful morning I have ever seen in my life. I think all of this was given by my master, who is my god of life. ”

"Sister, this is really ......" Claire is not a god outcast in the true sense of the word, she just has no expression, as a lowly slave, being sold and sold, lying under the crotch of various buyers, this kind of thing can not be called extreme fear, it can only be said to be a small microcosm of this slave feudal world, she has also seen many slaves like herself, but absolutely none of them have suffered such inhumane abuse as Olivia. She only now knows why Sister Olivia is so calm after learning that her master is the real big devil, and you can never know the bottom line of humanity.

"Is it unacceptable?" Olivia picked up Claire's words and put on an indescribable smile: "I'm so cheap and dirty in anyone's eyes, and if you've seen me before, you won't have the slightest respect for me." Do you know why I don't feel inferior or inferior now, even in front of a lady like Mrs. Miranda......?

"I see, thank you for your teaching, sister!"

Claire's mood is heavy now, she has only received a little information about her sister's past from Danielle before, and her impression of Olivia is like an elder, serious, unsmiling, very indifferent to everything, but extremely harsh on her master's orders. As the head of the Xunshan Hermitage Society, the Moon Splitting Mage Group and the Blackstone Abyss Trial Ground are the fruits of her hard work, so in Claire's opinion, the current strength of the Xunshan Hermitage Society, in addition to the support of the master, is inseparable from Olivia's hard work.

"Don't thank me, when you are truly recognized by the master, you will naturally understand what the master means to us, not just the name of God on our lips every day. Olivia raised her palm, kissed her lips lightly, and then spread Claire's hand and covered it.

Watching Olivia walk in the direction of Isaac, Claire clenched her fists, and there was no trace of confusion in her dark eyes.