Roger didn't stay on the tenth floor, Alice was not lightly injured, and even no matter how strong her will was, she couldn't resist the weakness of **. The Death Fighting Tower is a place where private fighting is allowed and even encouraged, and the tenth floor is far more dangerous than the first.

He carried Alice downstairs, Alice was quietly in his arms and let him hold him, his eyes were open and he looked at his face until he placed her in the room on the first floor, Roger gently put her on the bed and said: "Alice, I'll go buy alcohol, gauze and painkillers, you wait for me here, I've installed a mechanism for this door, no one can open it except me, you rest first",

Alice's pale face after the bloody battle was full of blood, she smiled and nodded, Roger saw her posture for the first time, and for a while there seemed to be a fire burning in his body, but he immediately exhaled and walked out of the door and pressed two dark grids.

Zero on the first floor of the Douji Tower was still sitting leisurely sipping the red wine with blood added, and he greeted Roger happily when he saw him walk away.

"Yo, Monsieur Roger, do you like this tower?", I don't know if I expected him to return, there were two glasses of red wine on the small round table in front of Zero, and he graciously handed the other one to Roger.

Roger declined his kindness and said, "Mr. Zero, is there a place to sell medicines here?"

Zero smiled and said, "Of course, there are often people getting hurt in this place, so there are black-hearted merchants on every floor", he pointed to the east and said, "From where the third is the medicine store, Mr. Roger, the price of medicine here is very high, those annoying black-hearted merchants always take the opportunity to mention the price, for them the value of life is far less than the golden gold coin",

Roger nodded, took a few steps and then turned back and said, "Mr. Zero, you can use a pseudonym here, right?"

He knew that Fat Dragon must not be his original name, and the manual on the rules of the Fighting Tower in the room did not mention anything about the pseudonym, but it was important to Roger.

Zero waved his hand and said: "Of course, murderers, ** criminals, and prostitutes from large families like to use pseudonyms",

"Perhaps some upright and noble people like to go by pseudonyms," Roger said

Zero shrugged his shoulders and shrugged noncommittal.

Roger waved his hand and walked to the medicine store, this medicine store was indeed exactly the same as Zero's Theory, the treacherous boss specialized in making money, a bottle of alcohol, five pieces of gauze and some painkillers dared to sell for five gold coins, which was enough for ordinary people to spend three months outside.

Although it was expensive, Roger was not stingy, he bought all the medicines he should have bought, went to the clothes store to buy a new dress and two new clothes, and returned to the room when Alice was lying quietly on the bed.

The hot water in the room was already boiling, and Roger poured the hot water into the basin to let it cool down for a while, and then gave Alice painkillers.

"It's presumptuous, but Miss Alice, your injuries are a bit serious, could you please take your clothes",

Before he finished speaking, Alice tore off the skirt on the left side of her thigh, the clothes on the right side of her upper body, and exposed her round breasts and thighs stained with blood to Roger's eyes without cover, she got up and wet the towel in hot water and added a little salt to clean the wound herself.

Although the three scratches were hideous and terrifying, at this time Alice was half naked without any shyness, although it was not the first time that Roger had seen a woman's half-naked body, but this time he was extraordinarily angry, his mouth was dry, and his lower abdomen seemed to be burning.

I don't know why, the barmaids in the tavern on the island of Corloga let him watch him and he didn't feel it, and at one point wondered if he was impotent or had some kind of orientation problem, but now he realized that it was just because they weren't sultry enough.

Alice was very familiar with the wound, and it took a few minutes to take care of the wound, and then Roger bandaged her wound. Alice sat on the bed, and Roger crouched down to bandage her thighs.

Alice put her hands on her lap and looked down at Roger, he had ** but ruthlessly suppressed, his ** was very strong, this kind of ** wanted to vent was no different from the men who disgusted her here, but she didn't hate him, and even had an addictive liking.

"Alice, you haven't been here for a long time, have you?", Roger said as he bandaged, "From the first floor to the tenth floor, if you participate in the tournament properly, you need to win a hundred games in a row, but your cumulative victory is only fifty, which means that you have more than one cross-level challenge",

According to the rules of the Death Fighting Tower, there is only one consequence of failing the cross-level challenge, death.

"People who win fifty games in a row in the Tower are usually well-known and their fighting style is known, but there aren't many people here who know you except Mr. Zero, so your time on each floor is very short, and your time in the Tower of Death is also short."

This is the conclusion that Roger has reached.

"But I can feel that you love it here, and blood can make you excited", Roger looked up into her eyes, which were full of strange colors, as if interested in what he said, hoping that he would continue.

Roger said: "What kind of miserable life is a person who can only find pleasure in killing?"

Alice's eyes immediately froze, and Roger's words stung her. The cold murderous aura is diffused, and only those who have really killed people can exude this cold murderous aura.

Roger stared into her eyes: "Miss Alice, is there anyone in this world who is worthy of your nostalgia?Is there any memory worth preserving for you?If there is, Roger sincerely hopes that Miss Alice can find other things and have the same fun as other girls",

Alice's eyes returned to their original looks. For the first time, Roger looked into Alice's eyes, not only plain and emotionless, but these eyes contained too much, distrust of the world, simplicity to see through everything, and disregard for life

"Miss Alice, it's time for us to go back",

Before coming to the Death Fighting Tower, Roger wanted to try his bald boy puppet here, this puppet has not been used once since he made it, and only here can he test the power of this puppet without worrying about revealing his identity.

But now that Alice was injured and it wasn't safe for her, he had to dismiss that idea first.

Roger walked out of the Death Tower with Alice carrying the black box on his back.

"Mr. Roger, Miss Alice, welcome again", Zero beckoned to them.

The moon outside the Death Fighting Tower is sparsely stard, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled, but in Roger's eyes, it is not as charming as when he came, but with a little bleakness. Roger put the black box into the Silver Demon's cab and climbed up the Silver Demon with Alice on his back, and Roger took off his clothes and tore them into strips of cloth and tied them around her waist for fear that she would not be able to sit still.

"Alice, you can pull the strip of cloth when the wound hurts, I'll stop and rest", Roger worries that the silver demon's bump might tug at her wound.

Alice nodded, and Roger drove the silver demon into the woods, where he occasionally encountered a few small flowers.

Alice plucked one and put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then threw it away, her nose moved and sniffed the residual smell of blood on her body, and she couldn't help but smile intoxicatingly.

After all, the fragrance of flowers is not as charming as blood.

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