"Squeak"

As the door opened, a staircase leading to the underground space emerged. The space here is much larger than it looks from the outside, because Fisher has carved a stretch spell in the doorway, which is an expensive and time-consuming spell, and the extension of four rooms is probably more expensive than buying a house on the streets of Orthodox St. Nari Central.

However, the advantage is also obvious, now Fisher can carry a small house with the carriage, so that he does not have to cross the southern continent with five dragonmen to sleep in the open.

He walked into the space below with his cane, and he wanted to laugh at the sight of five dragonmen crouching at the edge of the living room like chicks, but the smile died down at the sight of Rafael's turquoise eyes.

If it was true, if the girl in front of him was really the crimson dragon queen who would destroy the human world in the future, how could he stop it?

For example, killing her right now might work. But Fisher wasn't sure if the young female dragonman named Rafael he had found was the one he had prophesied, and if he wanted to wipe out all the red dragonmen?

He suddenly thought of the funny comedies in the St. Nari Theater, for example, the national teacher predicted for the king that in the future a blonde man would kill him and seize the throne, so he killed all the blonde men in the country, who knows, because of this, the queen hid the blonde child she gave birth to from being killed by the king, even if the king would not do so, but in the end the king was killed by his own son, fulfilling the prophecy.

This is a fatalistic existence, no matter how you choose, it feels wrong, and Fisher can't kill all the red argonians, even if there are very few argonians of this color.

What if the prophecy of the so-called "red dragon queen" is just a blue dragon who likes to wear red clothes?

Thinking of these things, Fisher's expression remained unchanged, and his cane tapped the wall of the small living room, and the wooden wall bounced open, revealing the bedding inside, and then, he said in Longting language,

"Take out the futon and move it to the room that opens the door, and you'll be staying in that room all this time."

Just this opening, the eyes of all the dragonmen looking at him changed. Since he was captured by humans, he has traveled all over the Southern Continent and has never met a human who can speak Longting.

In addition to the short time for human beings to explore the southern continent, it is also because of the arrogance of human beings themselves.

How could they learn their language, who treated subhumans as beasts?

Fisher's gaze swept over, and several dragonmen and maidens looked away a little frightened, only Rafael looked at him quietly. In fact, in her heart, the degree of shock was no less than that of other dragons, and it could be said that it was even worse.

No matter how much the slave traders whipped and tortured her, they could not make her feel subdued and frightened, and those people only relied on their own slave crest to make a fortune. But in this human who spits dragons, she felt a little fear and jealousy for the first time.

If such a human being, can he still take them to escape?

She involuntarily touched the slave crest that lit up on her chest, and her heart was as cold as if it had been poured with countless ice cubes.

“... Wait a minute, the four of you go clean up... You, come with me. ”

He pointed to Rafael alone, and then opened the first door on the left with his cane.

Rafael glanced at Lal beside her, feeling the worried eyes of her companions, she shook her head and followed Fisher into the separate room.

It turned out that the space inside was very spacious, equivalent to the size of the living room outside and the room where they were resting. There was not only a wardrobe, but also a whole wall of books, but all of them were human characters, which Rafael could not read.

There is also a clean and tidy bed, clothes hanger and a large desk.

It looks like this human male habitation place.

"Bang!"

Fisher in front of her hooked her cane, and the door behind Rafael closed abruptly, her body moving, only her tail slightly cocked, indicating her vigilance.

"Names, and the names of those guys."

The tall Fisher stood his cane beside his desk, and hung his hat and blazer on a nearby hanger, wearing a luxurious but restrained dark gray waistcoat in which Lafael had seen the fat human in the circus, but because the appearance of the other man had lowered her overall sense of the garment, and only now did she know what the garment should look like in the first place.

"Rafael... Ral, Farsher, Koshil and Mill..."

Fisher poured a cup of cold coffee, then pulled out the slave skin scrolls that Colin had handed him before, engraved with the seal of magic, he carefully looked at the dragonman blood on the contract, and then pulled out the reddest and hottest one of the blood, and as the leather scroll moved, the slave crest on Rafael's chest lit up a little.

"Introduce yourself, I'm Fisher Benavides, a scholar of subethnicity, you can call me Fisher, you can call me Teacher or Professor..."

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and tore her skin roll in his hand into two pieces. Even Rafael didn't react immediately, but as the magic seal on her chest that imprisoned her soul shattered, she quickly realized what had happened.

In the next 0.01 second, the pupils of the girl in front of her suddenly shrank into a thin line, and with a slight flick of her tail, she struck the man in front of her with a burst of wind.

Just kill him, and the slave's seal will disappear. Rafael did not understand the composition of the slave seal, but he knew how magic worked, so he knew how to break it.

The claws spread their five fingers, like five sharp knives, towards the other party's heart, and in the next second, they could disembowel this nasty human and eat it quickly.

Those past tortures and pains, the desire to bring their partners home...

But in a second, I saw the man turn to the side slightly, and his right hand clamped Rafael's neck like an iron tong, and even her entire body spun in half a circle in mid-air before slamming into the ground.

"Bang!"

The wooden ground cracked slightly, and the sawdust revealed a little fluorescent magic, and Rafael's body felt like it was falling apart, and she wanted to resist, her claws wanted to cut the man's body, but the strength of his fingers gradually tightened, so that she couldn't even breathe oxygen.

This human...

Is it a monster?

Why is the strength so great?

Her turquoise eyes stared at the human who was pinching her neck, and she saw that there seemed to be a demon living under the expressionless human face, and the lack of oxygen and pain made her tinnitus gradually start, and even her tail could not stop trembling.

The sound of futon moving outside stopped instantly, but the door was not opened, and Fisher did not lock it.

"I hate it when people interrupt me, so I have to take such a measure, I hope you will be more impressed."

Fisher was still pinching the other man's neck, but his strength slowed down a bit, allowing some of the oxygen to pass through.

"I bought you for... Study. ”

Fisher paused before saying, "There can't be any magical interference in the research, so you took off your slave crest... Of course, I don't mind playing fun games on a long journey, such as being set free by a researcher trying to kill me. But the premise of playing the game is that you must obey my research, and if you run away or resist, I will kill your companion. ”

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Rafael's saliva flowed uncontrollably, following her cheeks and dripping onto the ends of Fisher's fingers. The tinnitus caused by lack of oxygen was loud, but she stared at the face of the human man in front of her, and the release of the slave heraldic released her long-suppressed ferocity and hatred, which could not be completely restrained at this moment.

She wants to kill the human in front of her, even if she is killed and eaten by him, it doesn't matter!

"And the rules of the game are very simple."

"First, you can't assassinate me in the carriage, no matter what method you use outside, sneak attack, poison, duel, just kill me, you will be free, and you can take your companions away... After all, things are expensive here. ”

Fisher's eyelids jumped imperceptibly as he glanced at the cracked magical floor beneath her.

"Second, you have a total of four assassination chances, which corresponds to the number of your companions, so plan your plans carefully. Every assassination failure leads to punishment, and the content of my research is mostly normal, but since it is research, there will be some things that are not very good on the table, and if you fail, you must cooperate with me to complete these studies. ”

"Thirdly, the content of this game is completely confidential from your partner, and once it is leaked, the game will be terminated immediately."

The man's voice, combined with tinnitus, was as deeply imprinted in Rafael's mind as the whispers of a demon, and she gritted her teeth as she looked at the other, if the look could kill someone, Fisher would have died countless times.

"If you say yes, the game starts now."

Her crimson tail wagged slightly, and after a second or two of silence, her hateful eyes moved slightly in agreement.

She had to agree, because he still had his companion's slave stamps in his hand, and it was his fault that caused them to be captured, and he had to take them back.

"Huh..."Fisher's grim face finally showed a little smile, he gently let go of Rafael's neck, and then got up and returned to the desk, and then enjoyed the iced coffee that had been poured earlier, "Our journey is about thirty days, and during this time, the game will continue..."

Rafael stood up trembling, her turquoise eyes like flames, but she only rubbed her red neck, and her expression gradually calmed down.

The pony outside roared, the stars in the sky flashed, and the wind in the southern continent rose again, as if it was the clarion call for the beginning of some game.