Chapter 279

There are more than three hundred knights in the team, all of them are wearing metal armor and have strict discipline. They are definitely not the decorative vases that Green saw in the noble circle, or the so-called knights walking around the tip of a cheap tavern. [

If you have to describe it, these knights are like an army.

According to Green's impression, not only the entire East Coral Island, but most of the outer areas of the Seven Rings Holy Tower are divided according to the rule of castle nobles who are descendants of wizards.

It is simply unimaginable for such pleasure-seeking nobles to form a well-disciplined army.

After all, no matter how powerful the Knight Legion is, it is no different from a piece of paper in front of wizards. In the eyes of these descendants of wizards, it is a completely hopeless behavior.

Yorkliana's cloudy eyes flickered, and she quietly looked at Green, who was restless, hoping to see some emotions from Green's eyes staring at the ground under the face of truth.

"These... are all made by Lafite?" Yorkliana asked.

Green looked at the rejoicing civilians on the street, shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe."

Maybe……

These superficial prosperity and happiness are just covering up some real sinful nature.

After all, the despair of collecting human beings, even the most skilled black wizards, will inevitably consume a lot of experimental materials.

Under the repeated love and affection of Yorkliana, the starling has already jumped from Green's shoulder to the shoulder of the old witch. At this time, the starling smiled cheaply and said, "Quack, master, look, or I will go and check first. Sample?"

Green's eyes slowly turned from the joyous people to the captives who were chained by the knights one by one, and gradually disappeared in the most magnificent and magnificent castle gate in Bissel City.

The closer he got to the truth, Green's heart gradually calmed down.

Green ignored the starling, turned around and looked in a direction outside the city, recalling the warm home that once belonged to him in his vague memory.

"Whether the lord of the city here is Lafite or not, let's not disturb the peaceful life of the residents of this city. Let's go check it out at night. Now..."

Yorkliana was a little surprised and said, "Anyway, your relatives are already dead. Why do you care what these ordinary humans think?"

Green didn't answer Yorkliana, but just flew towards the place in the distant memory.

After a while.

Green and Yorkliana landed on the muddy path, which was trampled by the villagers outside the city on their way to Bissel City for a long time.

There were no pedestrians on the path, and Green fell to the ground without hesitation, allowing the mud to stain his shoes. Green seemed to be enjoying it, and even rubbed the soft soil with his toes, recalling the kind and happy scene of driving a carriage with Old Ham in his childhood.

Yorkliana floated slightly off the ground, as if she hated the dirty muddy land under her feet.

"If you don't mind, you'd better come down."

After Green said something lightly, he opened the dimension gap casually. He actually pulled out two pieces of civilian clothes from a large piece of clothes, and threw one of them to Yorkliana.

These clothes are props that Green had prepared for the possibility of performing the alienation technique in the future.

Yorkliana sighed and stepped on the muddy ground, took the clothes that Green handed over, changed quickly without saying anything.

"Gah? Master..."

After Green changed his clothes, he threw the starling directly into the gap between dimensions, and led Yorkliana to walk along the muddy path.

More than two hundred years are enough to change the shape of the village once remembered.

Green vaguely remembered the past. There are only thirty or forty households in the village where I and Old Ham live, and they are scattered in Ruoda area on both sides of Kanergou, and it is rare for them to be neighbors.

But now, it is a village with hundreds of families closely adjacent to each other. It has completely replaced the empty ditch in memory.

Perhaps because few strangers entered the village, the old people at the head of the village who were mending and peeling bean shells in the sunset looked at Green and Yorkliana.

Green and Yorkliana ignored it, and walked past two old farmers who had returned from plowing the fields, and saw the scene in front of them. Green was stunned.

It's still there?

Moreover, protected?

Green stood there in a daze, looking at the dilapidated stone house in front of him. At this moment, the tip of his nose felt extremely sore.

This stone house and that old horse were all that Old Ham cherished most.

Once upon a time, Old Ham, who had worked so hard to save enough two gold coins, had already made up his mind. After renovating the house in the spring, he would seek a wife for Green to realize his wish and have a grandson, but the result...

Just a little short!

In the end, Old Ham still failed to realize his wish. After being poor and exhausted all his life, he was still unable to hold his grandson in his old age and enjoy the warmth and joy of life before he died.

Extremely quickly, Green rubbed his eyes as if casually, covering up the fragility in his heart at the moment.

"Is this where you used to live?" Yorkliana asked.

Although this stone house is extremely dilapidated, it is protected by neat wooden supports, which looks so weird.

Squeak.

The wooden door opened, and the most humble furniture in the room was there. Green walked to the bed where he used to sleep every day, and the bedding had disappeared.

Green wiped lightly with his fingers on the bed, and there was only a thin layer of dust, as if someone often came to clean it up.

Suck……

Green's sentimentality gradually faded, and he took a deep breath of the breath in the room, with a gratifying arc on the corner of his mouth. Green seemed to smell the years of old Ham and himself, as well as that pleasant and pleasant breath.

call……

After exhaling, Green turned to Yorkliana and smiled, "It seems that Lafite is indeed back."

...

Late at night, the dark and quiet sky is dotted with stars, and a crescent moon shows a mysterious arc.

She has long black hair, vertical and smooth, flying wantonly, as if blending with the night, her white and tender skin is like pure white snow, not stained with dust, her tall and graceful figure is like a gift from nature, and her bright red lips are like The temptation of the devil.

It seems that this is a destructive picture of a young girl blooming at the best time, which is heart-pounding and pleasing.

But……

"Ah...you old monster, evil dark wizard, I will never let you go!"

The flickering flames stretched the blood-soaked shackles to lengths and lengths. The mournful wailing sounded like a devil singing. The cold and damp stone walls dripped with dew. Abyss-like black eyes.

"Huh? Does the degree of despair need to be deepened?"

After the slender white fingers slowly pulled out the steel needle on the prisoner's body, a silver light flashed, and one of the prisoner's fingers fell off.

"what……"

Amidst the shrill screams, the imprisoned prisoner looked at his dropped finger.

finger, drop? From now on I will be a disabled person...

A trace of desperation appeared, and the prisoner, who was in extreme physical and mental pain, shed tears.

"Well, that's it."

As the girl spoke calmly, a malignant tumor covered by the hair on the back of her head twitched slightly, and then the girl began to bandage the prisoner to stop the bleeding.

The collection of despair by dark wizards is by no means rough collection by killing like the witcher wizards who fought in different worlds.

In the eyes of the dark wizard, ordinary human beings who have obtained the despair of human beings are a kind of renewable and precious energy consumption. Until one day, the collector is dismantled by the dark wizard and the scattered despair is collected to the limit. Death is allowed.

The dark wizard's laboratory is truly a hell of despair.

After bandaging the wounds of the captives, the girl turned her indifferent and calm eyes to other cages, and the disabled captives began to cry in despair, waiting for the messenger from hell to come.

These men in their 30s and 40s were crying cowardly like babies.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the steel door of this underground secret room was slowly pushed open, and the magic restriction attached to it just flashed slightly, breaking like a bubble. Two figures came in, and their bodies shook like electric shocks.

One of them, who looked like the most vicious old witch in a fairy tale, looked at the beautiful woman who was holding a bloody tray of knives, tremblingly said: "You..."

The other person, wearing a gray and white spiral pattern mask, with long golden hair scattered, is extremely mysterious.

At this moment, the eyes under this man's mask were loose and moist.

"Lafite...you are really back. Great..."

Jingle!

The bloody knife fell from the girl's hand, and she covered her face with her hands in shame and helplessness, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared in the underground secret room like a child who was found stealing candy.

Tears, can't stop shedding...