He looked up at the leader, and all the men in black had a wary look in their eyes, cold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then, in a daze, he walked into the torture chamber.

The little girl had already passed out, fled to the dock overnight, and then hid under the water, without food or sleep for a day or two nights, plus the previous whipping, it was a miracle that she was still alive at such an age when she was growing up.

But at the same time, it also dashed the last glimmer of hope for Clov.

He looked at the little girl's dirty little face, and his hands began to tremble.

"Squeak~" The iron door rang, and two men in black walked in, and then they didn't speak, just leaned against the door and looked at him.

Their meaning is clear.

She doesn't die, you die.

Clover turned her head to the little girl with a blank expression.

The sound of the door also woke up the little girl, she opened her eyes in a daze, raised her head slightly, and looked at the person who was looking down on her condescendingly, and the faint light above her head was reflected in her pupils from the figure, which was very dazzling, so she narrowed her eyes.

Clover took another step closer and slowly lifted her hand, a thick towel soaked in water.

Then, trying not to look at the little girl's eyes, he pressed the towel firmly against the little girl's mouth and nose.

The little girl's throat made a "hmm" sound, her eyes widened, and she tried to swing her head, but her whole body was locked and she couldn't resist.

After a while, she struggled less and less, and on the stool she was sitting on, the warm water dripped to the ground, and most people who were suffocated would have such a consequence - incontinence, because the muscles of the whole body suddenly relaxed after tensing, representing that life has left.

In the end, the little girl finally stopped moving.

Clover stood dumbfounded, still in this position.

The man in black at the door smiled.

I killed someone!

For days on end, Clovo would spread out his hands and look at him carefully, and from time to time he would feel the heat of the little girl coming to his hands through the towel, and every night, he would see the little girl bulging out and staring at him in his dreams, as if frightened, as relieved, as if mocking.

But at the same time, Clover also gained the trust of his leaders and colleagues, and after Baron Dicar's case was closed, Clover was rewarded more than he could have imagined, and all fear and anxiety disappeared in the midst of the scramble.

What does it matter to me whether the rest of the people live or die?

As long as I'm alive is the most important thing!

He learned to smile in the blood on the ground, and he was also accustomed to disregarding every life of others.

He had killed many people, and he no longer regarded women as sacred—commoners and nobles alike, who would flatteringly split their thighs at him in the face of death.

He soon had a small house in the suburbs, which was owned by a smuggler, and when he met Clover, he happily sold it to him, and he paid for it - not even spending a month's salary on his own, and it had a front and back yard, and it was very quiet.

Maybe you can't become a nobleman, but you can enjoy a life that is no less than that of a nobleman.

In this 400-square-meter manor, there are only three maids who take care of them on weekdays, and of course, they are all young and beautiful.

The sky has gradually darkened, the road far away from the sound of horses' hooves, the maid who is pruning flowers and plants in the front yard quickly opened the door, waited at the door early, and waited until the horse stopped in front of the door, then respectfully stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the horse, took the horsewhip, and saluted coquettishly: "My lord, you are back!"

Clover nodded expressionlessly, didn't speak, straightened his black robe, and unbuttoned it as he walked inside.

A maid walked down the steps of the manor, smiled beautifully at the sight of Clover, and hurried forward to take the robe from the master's hand: "Welcome back, my lord, dinner is ready." ”

Clover also smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Duriel, has anyone come to me today?"

Duril bowed her head slightly, a gesture of humility that gave her the impression of a casual picking, and then landed naturally on her towering chest, revealing a fair, seductive furrow at the untied neckline, which rose and fell with her words: "Captain Wendy invited you to his wedding dinner tomorrow night and delivered the invitation, Sir Cranth invited you to this weekend's auction, and here is an invitation to the Jockey Club......"

The two went all the way in, Clovo suddenly turned around and pulled Du Liel, who was half a step behind him, to his chest, regardless of her exclamation, "Whoa" ripped off her blouse, held the two huge balls, and kneaded hard, Du Liel was so painful that her eyes were tearful, but her face showed a bewitching red, and she gasped: "My lord, don't be here!"

A sneer appeared in Clover's eyes: "I think you prefer to be here!" He gasped and patted her ass, Duril obediently turned around, pressed her hands against the wall, bent down, cocked her seductive buttocks, and gasped: "My lord, lighter, I haven't..."

Then she let out a low cry of pain, and her body was almost pressed against the wall, and then she couldn't help but let out one moan after another. It wasn't until Clovo let out a low growl that he sat limply on the ground, squinting and panting as he looked at his approaching master, opening his mouth like a kitten to clean him afterwards.

Clover patted her face and continued to walk inside.

Clover pushed open the study, looked at the intact long hair on the doorframe, sneered, and walked in.

The study was small, with a red carpet on the floor and a fireplace on the wall, leaving little room except for a few rows of bookshelves piled high with books and a desk.

Clover tugged at one of the books on the shelf, then took a few steps back, only to see the shelf turn outward with a low sound, revealing an iron door outside the shelf, and he took out the key to unlock it, and walked down the stone steps.

It was a simple stone room, with no other furnishings except for a stone table, on which there was a large disc with four card slots around the disc and some incomprehensible lines connecting them, and Clovo walked over to the stone table and took out a few magic crystals and put them in the card slots.

"Hum~"

The disc made a low chime, and slowly spun up, and the pale blue magical aura gradually permeated the stone table, enveloping Clover's body in it, and then it did not dissipate, and remained in this state, as the disc turned, a translucent human face appeared above the disk.

It's a woman's face, and she smiles at Clover: "You're here!" (To be continued.) )