"Lord Duke, this kid has fainted!"

The execution jailer put away his thick leather whip, and drops of bright red blood dripped down the tip of the leather whip "tick-tock". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Duke, the old whore sitting beside him, buttoned the dirt between his fingernails, then blew his nails, and said disdainfully: "Then you don't need to douse him with cold water to wake him up, do you want me to teach you?"

"Yes!"

A jailer brought a bucket of cold water and threw it at Lance, who had passed out.

Suddenly, Lance, who was extremely weak, was suddenly woken up by the cold water. Lance, who had woken up, had no strength to move again. He just gasped for breath as hard as he could, and the biting ice water ran down his scarred body, eroding and stinging every inch of the wound.

The jailer glanced at the prisoner, who was no longer human, and shook his head helplessly, saying:

"Lord Duke, he's awake. Now what are we going to do. I have been an execution jailer for so many years, and I have never seen such a hard stone as he did. Ordinary prisoners, after a few strokes, begged grandpa to sue grandma. He's good, no matter how he fights, he laughs and speaks coldly. ”

Duke rolled his eyes and glared at the jailer. Suddenly, the jailer did not dare to speak.

He exhaled angrily, and then scolded: "Then you won't change the punishment? When did he kneel and beg for mercy, when will you get off work today!"

The two jailers glanced at each other, their eyes full of helplessness: "Lord Duke, we have used all the punishments that can be used. With a person like him, we can't help it. ”

The old prostitute, Duke, said angrily, "Can't your brains shine, don't you want to think of other punishments?"

One of the jailers seemed to understand, "Lord Duke, do you mean to use those abolished punishments?"

The old whore Duke nodded with satisfaction and said, "You kid is on the road." That's right, let's get started. ”

But the other jailer was a little frightened and said, "But my lord, those punishments are inhumane punishments that the Duke has repeatedly decreed and forbidden." If we use it, I'm afraid of ......"

As he spoke, Duke picked up a cup in his hand, and threw it at the head of the jailer who was talking back, and scolded angrily:

"How fucking do you dare to lecture me, I'm the brother of Viscount Heathvoy!" What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson? Do you want to mess around! Why don't you go and get those guys out of your warehouse!"

As he spoke, the two jailers nodded and ran to get the torture instruments that had long been sealed in the dust. After a while, the two of them brought a lot of torture instruments. There are iron chairs full of nails, brain crushers that squeeze human brains, soldering irons that are slowly starting to burn red, terrifying knife stools, and cat's claws that scrape human flesh.

Looking at more and more cruel torture instruments left over from the old religion period, Duke's heart was full of anticipation. He missed the time 20 years ago when Duke Aceh had not undergone a Reformation. The punishment of the untouchables who treated the nobles with contempt made the old prostitute Duke feel that it was a time when there was a real aristocratic majesty.

Looking at the half-dead Lance, the old prostitute Duke picked up an iron rake. The iron rake is covered with wire with sharp burrs.

He walked up to Lance, grabbed Lance's hair with his hand, and lifted Lance's head. He shook the iron rake in front of Lance's already misty eyes, laughed, and said:

"Red-eyed boy, do you know what this is?"

The weak Lance shook his weak head and glanced at it, and snorted weakly: "Is this your grandfather's itch?"

Duke snorted contemptuously, "Tickle, the principle is the same. But it's called a cat's claw, and it's a kind of torture device from the Old Church, and I like to use it the most. Do you know how to use it?"

Lance squeezed out a contemptuous smile and said, "I want to see it, or you scratch yourself first, let me see." ”

"This wonderful thing can only be felt by untouchables like you. Look, just put it on every part of your body......"

Duke slowly put his paw on the skin of Lance's left arm, and then said with a wicked smile, "Then pull hard!"

"Ah!!!!h

Immediately Lance let out a bitter wail. In an instant, the scream that made people goosebumps all over the body spread along the dark dungeon corridors, all the way with echoes. Even the guards standing outside the dungeon shuddered at the screams coming from inside.

"You bastard!scum!scum!I'm going to break you to pieces!" Seeing the scene in front of her, the white dragon princess Loxani was already extremely angry.

She erupted in flames with hatred, but there was nothing she could do with the cage that held her. She also tried to hit the iron cage, but she could only make a few "clang" sounds in vain.

"Haha! that's what I want!" Seeing Lance cry out in pain, Duke the old whore began to smile in a heartbroken manner.

He turned and threw the cat's paw back into the pile of torture instruments. When the two jailers saw the cat's paw, they couldn't bear to close their eyes.

I saw that on the three tooth rakes of the cat's claws, there were three bloody human flesh threads. They looked towards Lance's left arm, and only saw that the blood on Lance's arm was now flowing down the three blood strips on his arm like a river waterfall. It was as if a layer of red paint had been poured on Lance's left arm.

Then Duke snapped his fingers and said, "Let's start a grand symphony." First, the overture. Since it's an overture, let's start with the least cruelty. You first use nail clippers to pull off the nails of his ten fingers!"

So a jailer pulled out a large pair of pliers from the pile of torture instruments. The thick pincer heads didn't reflect a single ray of light, but they were ten times more terrifying than those sharp blades. The faintly visible maroon flecks still speak of the horrors of its past.

The jailer glanced at Lance's left arm and swallowed in fear. If it were him, he would rather die than suffer this sin. The jailer then trembled and aimed his pliers at the fingernail of Lance's left little finger.

"Click!"

The moment the pliers caught Lance's fingernails, Lance didn't care. But the jailer's heart trembled with fear. Even he knew why he was more afraid of what was going to happen than Lance. This kind of thing makes you feel like you're pulling out your own nails.

When Duke saw that the jailer was ready, he said, "Let's get started!"

But the jailer's face was covered with cold sweat, and his trembling hands could not be ruthless.

"What the fuck are you doing, why don't you pull it out?" scolded Duke angrily.

This reprimand frightened the jailer and hurriedly said with a crying voice: "Lord Duke, I think this kid has reached his limit today. Otherwise, or we'll forget it, in case, in case we die, the Duke will know that we have been lynched. I'm afraid, I'm afraid ......"

"Rubbish!" Hearing this, Duke the old whore walked over angrily, then pushed the jailer away, snatched the nail clippers, and jerked them out.

"Ah!!!!h

Immediately, the piercing pain spread throughout Lance's body, and bright red blood oozed from Lance's little finger. He had no sweat to continue to flow, and now Lance could only resist the sting of his heart. Listening to Roxani's desperate cry on the side, the temperature of Lance's will gradually faded away.

Looking at Lance, who had completely lost his energy, the old prostitute Duke finally smiled contentedly.

With the joy of the victor, he proudly dangled the pliers with the bloody fingernails of Lance's little finger in front of Lance's eyes, and then asked proudly:

"Red-eyed boy, how does it feel. Will you dare to defy the aristocracy and despise authority in the future? Tell you, the aristocracy is the aristocracy, and everything is beyond the reach of you pariahs. You should be humble like a dog. ”

Lance opened his eyelids in a trance, and the scenery in front of him was already sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, full of double shadows. Lance's efforts to hit the spirit made a difference, at least in his own opinion.

Lance looked at the proud old whore Duke, but he still sneered, and said in a weak tone, "Thank you for letting me be like this...... Carefully observed...... My nails. You don't ...... Unplug it. I really didn't ...... Found it has ...... How pretty. I don't know anything else, at least I'm ...... ...... of nails aesthetically pleasing to the degree. Only...... Just get rid of you, a nobleman, Ten-...... Ten major roads. ”

"You!"

When the old lewd Duke heard that Lance was still so hard-mouthed, his originally proud face suddenly distorted angrily. He didn't expect to use this kind of punishment himself, and he still defied his authority like this.

Duke paced angrily, then angrily said, "Loosen this red-eyed boy from the shelf." Then tie him to a knife bench! I'm going to abolish him!"

At this time, the two jailers panicked when they heard this, and hurriedly pleaded for mercy, saying: "Lord Duke, you must not do it! If you go to the knife and stool, you will die! We can't afford it!"

Duke went up and slapped a jailer, then pointed at them and scolded:

"Something happened, there is Lao Tzu on the top! Lao Tzu is the younger brother of Count Clay, Viscount Heatoy! Even if the old boy from Aceh comes, he has to give me three points. If my brother hadn't supported him ten years ago, would he have kept his title as Duke of Idiris? What is he? This red-eyed boy, he's going to die today! How dare he care about Lao Tzu playing with women? Now even if Aceh comes to protect him, he's still a dead man. ”

After scolding, Duke felt unusually quiet at this time. And the two jailers also looked at each other in a resigned manner, not daring to speak. He saw a smug smirk on the corner of Lance's mouth.

The angry old whore Duke glared at Lance and scolded, "What are you smiling at kid?

At this time, Lance sighed slightly, and said weakly, "I don't know how long I can laugh, but I know that you won't be able to laugh for long." Believe it or not, I only need one word, and you can cry immediately. ”

The old whore Duke looked puzzled: "What do you mean by you stinky boy? There is no such thing in the world that can make Duke of Viscount Hisvoy cry." ”

"Oh, yes? Let me remind you. With a wicked smile, Lance said, "Turn your head and look." ”

"Huh?" said the old prostitute, Duke, who looked puzzled, hesitated for a moment before turning his head. And the moment he turned his head, everything froze.