"I want to take a look at Goodruff." Addison said in a tired and hoarse voice.
Aslan nodded, led Addison outside Goodluff's torture chamber, opened the window on the iron door, and saw Goodluff fainting on the tiger bench with his face covered in blood.
The clothes on his body were in tatters and were stained with dried blood. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago if he encountered such injuries.
After just one glance, Aslan closed the bars and said with a look of disgust: "I hope you can bring back some satisfactory information, so that Goodluff will no longer have to suffer physical pain."
Addison glared at Aslan fiercely and strode out of the dungeon. When he came out of the dungeon, the strong sunlight in the sky made him squint his eyes.
When he adapted to the strong light outside, he found two charming figures standing in front of him.
It was Duke Medea and Nomeli, two great mentor-level experts.
Addison subconsciously moved his nose, then looked at Nomiri with wide eyes.
This female great swordsman instructor actually smells like Aslan.
The two powerful women at the level of great mentors are both his women.
Addison has always thought that he was a person favored by God, but he only received his favor a little late.
But compared to Aslan, he is simply the son picked up by God. Because Aslan is the son of God.
The Marquis of Mero, the youngest great mage in history, also possesses the terrifying dragon blood, and has not lost mental control due to the dragon blood. It is obvious that he has mastered the method of balancing the dragon blood.
Addison allowed the two women to mess with him, such as lifting the seal, but wearing a strange-looking necklace around his neck and a ring on each limb.
There weren't many dangerous magic circuits on it, so Addison let the two women toss it around.
Being able to be tortured like this by two powerful women at the level of a great mentor is something that no one else can enjoy.
It has to be said that Addison's Ah Q mental skills are fully loaded and he can tolerate any bad things.
Duke Medea finally cast magic on all the props, and then came to Aslan in a hurry.
"Is that thing reliable?"
Aslan smiled and took out a necklace, which was filled with explosive crystal particles. There were more than forty of them. If they exploded close to the body, even if they were protected by a magic shield, they would be enough to break his head.
Although the Grand Mage can use magic to train his body, he is still a human being at heart.
Aslan swung it hard and threw it nearly a hundred meters away. He snapped his fingers and the necklace suddenly exploded.
Addison's eyes widened suddenly. The power of these things on his body was so terrifying.
"Don't try to break it. My teacher has cast magic. Once it is damaged, it will explode instantly. If you think you can handle it, you can try it." Aslan said with a sinister look on his face.
Addison was shaking with anger.
Duke Medea and Nomeri looked at Aslan with monster expressions on their faces.
They really didn't expect Aslan to have such a side.
"One more thing! You must come back once a month and ask my teacher to recharge you, otherwise it will explode at a glance." Aslan said with an exploding gesture.
"You are such a monster!" Addison said through gritted teeth.
Aslan shrugged.
After sending Addison away, Aslan swaggered back to the torture chamber. Looking at Goodlaf who was already snoring, he couldn't help laughing.
Duke Medea also noticed Gudruff's condition. This miserable appearance was entirely made up by makeup.
"What are you playing at?" Duke Medea asked bluntly.
Nomeli did this very well. He was just curious about Duo and never asked why Aslan did what he did.
"You will know in the future." Aslan smiled, picked up a piece of chicken feather, and then swept it on Goodluff's nose.
"Haha!"
Goodlaf slowly opened his eyes and saw Aslan changing into a big goose feather that kept sweeping back and forth on the soles of his feet.
"Ah ha ha……"
Duke Medea and Nomeli couldn't help but shudder when they looked at Gudruff who was laughing so hard that he shed tears.
They had played this kind of game with Aslan a long time ago, but they just clicked it to the end every time, but they really couldn't stand the feeling of ecstasy.
Seeing Aslan's intensified actions, the two women instantly realized the horror of this punishment.
It turns out that this kind of fun game can also become a punishment.
"Ah, I don't...Okay, Marquis...please...just let me go! I really...can't stand it."
Goodlaf's nose was running with tears and his mouth was still laughing. Not to mention how disgusting and desperate he was.
Aslan gives the goose feather to Lancelot.
"Don't stop until you ask what you need to ask."
Taking advantage of Aslan's pause, Goodlaf quickly shouted loudly: "I said, I said everything."
It's a pity that Aslan didn't respond to him at all and left on his own.
"Your Majesty the Marquis!"
Goodluff's cries came from the torture chamber, and he was probably even more sincere than his father.
A few days later, Dulab and Mukla slowly landed on the canyon apron on the Merlo City side in an airship.
The two of them, with a dozen guards, finally set foot on the Mero region, this cursed land.
Dulab looked at the busy people coming and going on the tarmac and in the warehouse area, and subconsciously pulled on his clothes.
This time when they visited Mero City, Dulab and Mukla almost put on the most noble and elegant aristocratic clothes in the city.
However, after getting off the airship, they were still very shocked to see that the workers in the warehouse area were all wearing uniform blue long-sleeved overalls and helmets made of woven rattan.
If I hadn't seen them all working, I would have thought they were warehouse guards.
Soon, a group of soldiers wearing standard armor and weapons came over. They walked in neat steps, and the armor and weapons on their bodies were shiny, which immediately blinded Dulab and his group.
"This should be the knight troop beside Marquis Aslan." Mukla said very calmly.
The troops stationed in the warehouse are the 28th Squadron, and the squadron leader is William. He has been promoted from an ordinary soldier to here. Some time ago, due to his outstanding performance, he was also rewarded with a bottle of Dou Neng Potion, and finally stepped into the coveted position of Great Swordsman.
Profession.
Snapped!
William raised his hands neatly and gave a military salute to Dulab and Mukla.
In response to the sudden and strange military salute, the guards behind Dulab and Mukla pulled out their sabers from their waists, only to be greeted by William's disdainful smile.
"After entering Mero City, please do not go to public places, otherwise the local police can directly reduce the arrest. If you try to resist the arrest or even attack the police, the police have the right to kill you on the spot."