"You're the Tongue Demon?"

In the warden's office, Tracy sat cross-legged in a skull chair, Ringer's figure reflected in her dark green pupils.

"Hello, Lady Warden, I've been commissioned by Evie to help here, where is that paladin?"

Tracy didn't answer, but raised her hand slightly, and an iron chair covered with spikes flew out of the dark corner and landed in front of Ringer.

"You may be seated."

"Thanks, I'll just stand." Ringer glanced at the sharp iron spikes on the chair and politely declined.

If he sits down in this chair, even if his ass does not turn into a sieve, his pants will be tied into fishnet stockings, and it will be unsightly to show his ass when the time comes.

Tracy glanced at him, the corners of her mouth raised, and a slightly disdainful smile appeared.

"You just said help?" Tracy said, "I'd like to see what you have to do to make that female knight submit." It's exciting to have a tenacious soul like hers, which I haven't met in a long time. ”

"By the way, since you are called a tongue demon, can your tongue whip someone like a whip? Are you going to use your tongue to bring her to her knees? ”

Ringer smiled: "It's just a title, my real name is Ringer, and I don't have the experience of torturing people." ”

"Haha, Elvie's head must have been kicked by Artilles, and someone like you came." Tracy laughed.

(Artiles: Elvie's Centaur Warhorse)

Ringer didn't care about the other party's contempt, but asked calmly: "So can you take me to see her?" ”

"Well, I'll see what you'll do."

Tracy got up from the bone chair and walked to the door, the chains on her body making a crisp sound as she walked.

Ringer followed her to the door, where the cage girl, Kage, was nowhere to be seen.

Tracy, with her bare white feet, slowly walked to the right side of the passage.

Ringer silently followed, and soon, the two came to the real punishment chamber.

As he entered the torture chamber, he saw the woman on the iron torture rack - her hands and feet were chained, her clothes were torn, her body was bruised, and her eyes were covered with black strips of cloth.

"That's her, let's get started, let me see what you do. All the torture instruments in the room are at your disposal. Tracy raised her chin and gestured.

Ringer didn't move, looking at the woman on the torture rack, feeling that the figure was somewhat familiar.

"Why do you want to tie her eyes?"

"Hehe, in the dark, you can feel the pain better." Tracy said lightly.

"Can I take it off?" The more Ringer looked at it, the more he felt that the other party's figure and hair color were familiar, and if he could remove the blindfold from her face, he might be able to recognize it.

"Whatever you want, she'll be yours for the next hour. But if you don't show the strength to get me to approve of during this time, then I'll kick you out of my prison, and even if you call Elvie, I'll let her fuck off. ”

At this time, the woman on the torture rack heard the movement and woke up.

"Hehe, no matter how you torture me, I will never give in to the undead." Weak, but incomparably firm voice.

Hearing this voice, Ringer was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered.

"Tassie?"

The Holy Knight who had stalked him.

The last time I saw her, she was a customer in the store, and she had come to the store with the Sanctuary Knight Crein a few days ago, when he served them a non-alcoholic mojito.

Now she is a prisoner in the prison of the dead.

And he went from being a servant to an oppressor, who wanted to force her to submit.

Relationships between people change so quickly that sometimes they can be so unexpected.

At this time, the gorgeous white armor on her body was gone, and only the short clothes inside remained, which were crumbling against her body. So Ringer didn't recognize her immediately.

In the prison of the underground world, Tassie was also stunned when his name was suddenly called.

"Who are you?"

Ringer walked over and reached for the blindfold off her face.

Tassie's narrowed eyes slowly opened, and the figure in front of him went from blurry to clear.

When she saw Ringer's face, she let out a low sigh.

"It's you."

She saw the horns on the top of Ringer's head, gritted her teeth, and said:

"So you're a demon, I know. You're here to torture me too? Hmph, let the horses come, no matter what means you use, I will never give in to the undead and demons. ”

With a look of utstered determination on his face, Tassie glared at Ringer viciously.

Ringer opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"So you know." Tracy's gaze swept over the two.

"I work in a bar where she was a guest." Ringer explained.

"yes, that's a coincidence." Tracy sneered, "If you can't do it, get out." ”

Ringer didn't move, but looked at the scars on Tassie's body, his neck, arms, waist and abdomen, and his thighs, all of which were charred with blackened chain marks.

A flash of pity flashed in his eyes.

Tassie noticed the softness in his eyes, his body struggled slightly, and he scolded angrily:

"Don't pretend there, you devil, you can't fool me." The scars touched as she struggled, causing her to frown.

"I'm sorry, I'll end your pain." Ringer said suddenly.

His words stunned Tassie. What does this demon want to do?

"You want to kill her?" Tracy sat in the bone chair and asked.

Just now, Ringer was observing the scars on Tassie's body when the bone chair suddenly appeared behind her. She sat in her chair and observed Ringer, thinking that he was going to use gentle means.

When I heard him say this, I immediately asked.

The paladin, though dead, was transformed into an undead knight. But for the demon, as long as she drains her soul and devours it, she can also be killed as an undead knight.

"That won't do, no one can kill her until she succumbs to the pain I inflicted on her." Tracy flicked a piece of chain, her tone unhurried, her dark green eyes narrowing.

Tassie on the torture rack reacted and shouted, "Demon, no, Mr. Ringer! Please eat my soul, I will be grateful. ”

"Shut up."

The chains in Tracy's hands shot out like a predatory snake and went straight to Tassie's mouth.

But as he passed by Ringer, he was caught by a hand.

The green flame on the chain immediately wrapped the hand.

Ringer felt a piercing cold, his right hand went numb in an instant, and the chill quickly spread to his entire arm.

"You dare to grab my chains?"

Ringer let go of his hand. Thankfully, he was able to let go of his hand. If he didn't let go, his entire arm would be frozen.

The chains flew back and rewound around Tracy's arm.

She looked coldly at Ringer's back.

Ringer didn't look back, and looked at Tassie on the torture rack, who was looking at him with begging eyes.

"Her pain comes from her belief in the gods. As long as this source is eliminated, she will not hold on any longer. ”

Ringer said softly.

A pitch-black slit appeared silently above his head.