Two days have passed. Except for a plate of wheat bread brought by the rude Demacia woman who came in the evening, Meredith has eaten nothing all day long. She is so hungry that she has nothing to think about. She even ate a few bites.
My own dirty arms.
Huddled in the dark magic-forbidden cell, the female mage felt as if she had been forgotten and could only turn into a set of withered bones in the dungeon as time slowed down.
There were no windows in the dungeon, and she didn't even know whether it was day or night. The concept of time had begun to blur, and only the image of a certain man remained clear in her mind.
Fortunately, the two demon-forbidden people did not cause trouble again, which can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
I don't know how long it took, but there were heavy footsteps coming from outside, and the female mage was refreshed.
Turning around to look, the person who came was Nervia, a 25-year-old rough girl. She spoke proficiently with dirty words, which went straight into people's hearts and made them want to beat her up.
I don’t know how someone at such a young age can be so fond of swearing like a forty or fifty year old rogue lady from Noxus.
"Hey, little hoof mage from Noxus, look what I fixed for you?"
Putting down the dinner plate containing butter bread and sausage, the woman secretly touched her strong chest and took out a small box tied with a cloth strip. Meredith was a little surprised and didn't understand how such a big box could be used.
Tucked into the chest.
"Can't you tell? I know breast reduction surgery. Do you want to learn it? If you can get out alive, I can use it to scare your man. Hey, um, big and small~ Look, isn't it awesome?"
After unwrapping the strips of cloth, Nervia, who had a strange expression on her face, grinned and her breasts expanded and contracted twice, then handed the black wooden box into the wooden fence.
After looking at the small box, Meredith weakly got up from the ground and approached the wooden fence.
"What? Poison? I'm about to go on my way?"
"You'll know when you open it."
Meredith was speechless at Nelvia's wink. She sighed. The female mage picked up the box, found the lock, and opened it carefully.
There was a silver ring lying quietly inside the box, but Meredith noticed the small needle on the top of the ring.
"Be careful not to prick yourself. That stuff is poisonous. Pick it up and use it in a critical moment. By the way, give me the box. I have to deal with it and have something to eat."
After taking off the silver needle ring, Meredith handed the box back with some doubts, and picked up the butter bread regardless of whether her hands were dirty or not.
"Poison needle?"
"right!"
After putting away the box, Nervia gave a thumbs up and showed her white teeth.
"The dose of poison at the tip of the needle is enough to kill two people, and it can kill other people. Of course, you can also give it to yourself when you want to die. It is painless, efficient, convenient and quick to die. People who have used it are speechless. They only know
Thumbs up."
Meredith “…”
"Okay, now that the deal is done, can you tell us more about Lester? He must be very handsome, right?"
Squatting on the ground, touching her pocket, Nervia took out a Baroque cigar, lit it with a match, and flicked the match stem.
Meredith hid the ring and drank some water after finishing the food in two or three mouthfuls.
The female mage sat back down and narrowed her eyes calmly.
"The transaction is completed, what did I tell you to do?"
"Meredith, I'm giving you a dose for two people, so you still have to talk to me. Hey, we can't just keep our word, right?"
"That makes sense... just ask."
Nervia took a deep breath from the cigar and slowly blew out a round smoke ring. Nervia's eyes were a little blurred, and she touched her chest with one hand and raised her orchid fingers in a charming gesture.
"Does Lester like my style? Dear sister, can you introduce me to that Lester? I don't want a reputation, I just want a night of spring..."
"Pfft~huhu~haha~"
Orchid's finger instantly turned into a steel fist and hit the wooden fence hard.
"You're laughing at your grandma's legs! I'm not a fucking woman anymore? Who doesn't have two ladies? Come on, come on, touch me? Although I'm not as big as you, I'm not as hard as you? Grandma's!"
Meredith was also a little embarrassed after being scolded by an angry Nelvia.
"That's not impossible. You have to get me out so that I can introduce you to a man?"
"Fuck, this gives me a whole damn problem, and the key is...fuck! It really hit me!"
"What's the key? What did you hit? Can you explain it more clearly?"
Shaking her head, Nervia took a puff of cigarette.
"...How should I put it? Well, because of some special reasons, I will work here and find you a scapegoat, which should be able to help you get out of here. Damn, Lester is worthy of being criticized.
Boss, give in, I really like fucking Lester more and more..."
The expression on Meredith's face was a little surprised, but she was secretly wary in her heart. She always felt that the woman in front of her was treating her as a fool. Would she believe something that was obviously a conspiracy like letting her go?
It seems like she is a fool herself?
It doesn't look very bright anyway.
"Really? What the hell does this have to do with you liking... ahem, I mean liking Lester. Ahem, what does it have to do with liking Lester?"
"Not bad, there is progress!"
Nervia nodded in praise, looked at the incoherent idiot female mage, and lamented that fools are blessed, Nervia said with a serious face.
"Really, it's mainly because Boss White is afraid of your Boss Lester, and wants to let you go, but can't get rid of that bad-mouthed face. The key is that he's afraid that you'll go back and file a complaint and let Lester mess with him, and give him and his
Demacia is looking for trouble, after all, he doesn't know you have such a big face and you have an emerald collar standing behind you."
Speaking of this, Nervia seemed a little irritable and blew out a smoke ring.
"Damn it, he hates trouble, and I hate trouble too. I just wanted to chat with him for a few words, and he targeted me."
Meredith:…
"As you can see, that's it. After I found out about this, Boss White gave me the communication task. It's okay to let you go, but this matter can't be done blatantly, because the forbidden demon can't take the initiative to break it.
The rules of the demon banner must not be broken, at least on the surface, and must be done well.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, because it did cause some harm to you, Boss White will compensate you."
"White? Your boss? Agree to let me go? Do you want to compensate me?"
Meredith was dumbfounded.
Damn...ahem, are you dreaming?
But if you think about it, it would make sense if you had the Emerald Collar to back you up.
"This is true, so you are really lucky to have an awesome man behind you. I also want to have a Leicester boss to support me. Then I will punch the other half of White boss in the face."
Damn it, let him never look askance at others again..."
"Um, isn't it... that looking at people sideways is because half of their face is rotten?"
"Really? I always thought he was looking down on me with his eyes. It seems there was some misunderstanding."
Nervia broke away from her whims and her expression became a little serious.
"But before I let you go, you have to promise that after you leave Demacia, you won't let the Emerald Territory cause any trouble to Demacia because of you, nor will you advertise that this is a deal, nor will you set foot on it again in the future.
Demacia's territory, these are the prerequisites for the transaction, and a secret written agreement needs to be signed. If you don't agree to this, we have no choice but to kill you, and then have a fight with the Emerald Territory. I guess you don't want to because
It was your own reasons that brought things to that point."
After roughly understanding the current situation, Meredith calmed down.
Now that things have reached this point, there is no point in continuing to be pretentious. Instead, it is better to open the skylight and speak frankly.
"Glinton, Servais, and Evan's heads. You can do the first two by yourself. I guess you don't want to see the latter one, so we'll do it for you. In order to make amends, Boss White took his favorite clan's head.
My brother gave it to you. Having said that, the garbage in the Forbidden Demon Man should also be cleaned up. Maybe there is boss Jarvan's behind-the-scenes instruction this time... In short, after this time, the scum of the Chrisman family should be restrained.
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How about it? Is it enough? If it’s not enough, just say you want a few more heads. Let’s discuss it slowly. You can also want money. As long as you agree to the conditions, everything will be easy to discuss.” chapter
