Chapter Ninety-Three: Instant

Seeing Morey's curiosity, Bond regained his previous calm appearance.

Under the frantic insults around him, he spoke eloquently to Morey:

"It's all good orcs here, of all races."

"Many of them were once powerful warriors of the tribe, and now they are imprisoned in this forbidden magic stone room, you can choose carefully with confidence."

"If you're not satisfied, I have better goods on the way. But in that case, you'll have to wait a few days, and recently because of the Twelve Trials, the royal capital's patrols have been much stricter. ”

"If you need it, I can have someone bring them out and show you up close."

As he spoke, he showed an expression that all men understand, and said with a lewd smile:

"If you want to do it, you can try it out."

"I promise you, these guys have never been used since they were caught, hehe"

There was no trial in the normal slave trade.

Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, even if the slave dies suddenly on the spot, you can only blame yourself for being blind.

In order to curry favor with the red man in front of the third prince, Bond can be said to have exhausted all means.

Ron wasn't polite to him either:

"Where's the strongest one here? Let me see. ”

Bond's enthusiastic face froze suddenly.

"This"

"What? Are you reluctant? ”

As the words fell, Morey's eyes gradually became cold.

No one knew that behind those eyes was a legendary dragon.

But Bond clearly knew that the Fire Magus was not happy.

Ron looked at Bond coldly and didn't speak.

A strong aura of fire filled the surroundings, and Bond couldn't help but shudder.

Sensing the heat coming from behind him, Bond quickly turned around and found that a condensed red flame was spreading, forming a huge fireball that seemed to engulf everything.

And the owner of the flame watched it all with indifference.

"How is that possible? There is obviously a forbidden magic stone here! Why can he still unleash magic? ”

Seeing the horrors of Morey, he was even more sure that this adult was unusual.

Bond told himself in his heart that he must be careful not to provoke the fire magister.

Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

He hurriedly bent down and bowed, explaining:

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Lord Morey, how dare I disobey your will. ”

"It's just that the strongest gold-rank half-orc has just been sent by the black beast group."

"We haven't started to domesticate yet, I'm afraid she'll verbally contradict you."

Ron stared at him silently:

"That's my business, you don't have to worry about me."

"Take me over and you'll complete your mission, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes"

Bond was sweating profusely and led Ron to the deepest part of the level.

The two opened the floor and walked down a spiral staircase again.

Ron felt like he had been going down the road today, and he reaffirmed that this group of people must have the blood of the Cryptmen.

Soon, the two of them came to the third underground floor.

Thankfully, Ron didn't see the steps down this time.

There is only one room here.

This cell is more spacious than the others.

Bond pointed to the small figure in the cell and explained:

"My lord, she is the strongest here, I heard that she has the strength of a gold-level warrior."

"Don't look at this Ice Wolf Clan, she is not yet an adult, but she is quite strong!"

"I heard that the group of guys of the Black Beast lost four good hands when they captured her, and they relied on hostage threats to capture her."

Through arm-thick steel railings

On the side of the corner, Ron saw an imprisoned Ice Wolf Clan's maiden.

The fur on her body had faded, and her blue-white wolf ears and tail had turned pale.

She huddled tightly in the corner, curling herself into a small ball as much as she could, to withstand the harsh environment here.

"Open the door, I'm going to go in and have a look."

"This adult, she hasn't gotten rid of the wild yet, when you're on business."

"Don't let me repeat it a second time!"

Seeing that the other party was so anxious, Bond had no choice but to do so.

"Kala-"

The brass key of the character drilled into the hole and twisted it hard.

The stainless steel door slowly opened.

Ron was about to go in when he was stopped by Bond.

"Wait a minute, my lord!"

Bond respectfully handed him a rectangular piece of iron with only a black button on it.

"Lord Morey, this is what the Collar Controller made to prevent these orcs from escaping"

"If she dares to be presumptuous with you, you don't need to make a move, just press a button."

After listening to Bond's explanation, Ron waved his hand indifferently and motioned for him to leave.

"I'm waiting for you outside the door, you can call me directly if there's anything."

Bond was frightened and quickly turned away, secretly glad that he hadn't completely angered the magister.

He subconsciously glanced at the imprisoned girl of the Ice Wolf Clan, and felt a strong sense of sympathy and pity in his heart.

"It's a pity, this wolf girl originally wanted to use it herself."

He wasn't worried that the slave would escape.

Because each slave wore a special black restraint collar around his neck.

Once the slave has an abnormal movement, it will instantly release the spirit shock suppression.

The pain from the soul was enough to make the toughest orc warrior fall to his knees and cry for mercy.

The third prince was very generous.

The reward he promised to Morey was to select ten Ice Wolf Clan maidens.

Bond pondered how to confront the magister as he closed the door.

"Hey, you guys, go get my treasures"

He instructed a few of his men guarding the door to stay away as well, for fear of disturbing the lord's Yaxing.

[Poisonous hand] Bond does things, that's called an authentic ~

At this time, in the third basement floor

Only Ron and the Ice Wolf Clan girl were left staring at each other silently.

The girl's wrists and ankles were chained,

She was dressed in shabby clothes, her face was covered in dust, and her short ice-blue hair had become dull.

In this dark cage, she looked lonely and helpless.

She stared at the humans in front of her

The ice blue eyes were deep and cold, as if they had seen through everything, including Morey's intentions and thoughts.

Despite her wolf-like appearance, she exudes an air of elegance and mystery about her.

Ron vaguely felt that this girl of the Ice Wolf Clan was extraordinary.

She may have a story and a past of her own, but now she is locked up here, a slave to be slaughtered.

Ron was happy with her.

This kind of half-orc with a story is best suited for all kinds of experiments.

Anger, obsession

These traits allow orcs to exert their power beyond themselves.

Obviously, this ice wolf girl has these elements.

Plus she's gifted in her own right.

You must know that the normal Ice Wolf Clan is only at the silver level when they become adults!

The beauty of this short-haired girl in ice blue has been stripped away by this harsh environment,

But even in the midst of adversity, she still exudes a hazy beauty, her fragility and tenacity intertwined to make it difficult for those who meet her to forget.

Ron manipulated Morey to her:

"What's your name?"

The ice-blue pupils stared at him coldly, and there was no response.

Well, that's a normal reaction.

The maiden must have lost a lot of things in that battle.

Friends, family, freedom, dignity.

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Ron, who was far away in the castle, touched his chin and thought about how to use the ice wolf girl for divine power experiments.

Remote control can't use the system authentication is a real problem.

"Well, Ron is done"

Vivien didn't know when she sat next to him, her face flushed, peeling oranges for Ron to eat.

"Ahh

Ron lay still, just opened his mouth.

Four or five peeled oranges were stuffed into the dragon's mouth by Vivien.

Ron took a bite, and the sweet taste of oranges filled his mouth, and the juice filled every corner of his tongue.

It's a great mouthfeel, with subtle sourness and sweetness blending to make the dragon feel very pleasant.

Here in the dungeon,

With full control turned on, Morey was repeating Ron's chewing motion.

Since there is nothing in the mouth

His harath flowed to the ground.

It was too beautiful to look at.

The girl was obviously starting to panic too.

Was this the first time she had seen such a terrifying human, and she was already hungry and began to drool just in front of her?

Look at each other's eyes full of appetite

A hint of sadness flashed in her ice-blue pupils.

really

The ultimate fate of yourself is to be eaten, right?

Grandpa, sister, sister

I'm sorry Nana didn't protect her people.

I'm going to find you, too.

Despite having resigned themselves to their fate

But as the hope of the once ice wolf clan.

Even if she wants to be eaten, she doesn't want to be a dead nameless!

She raised her head, looked at Morey, who was still drooling, and said slowly:

"Instant"

"My name is Moment"

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