The guards planned to stop Elaine, but at this time someone from inside the villa came to deliver the order and whispered a few words into the guard's ears. The guards immediately let her go.
Elaine and Queeg looked at each other and walked in.
They had just reached the lobby when the owner of the villa came out to greet them.
Woman. The lord of a city with an extremely cruel slave market is actually a woman. This is something Elaine did not expect. But why can't women be cruel?
"Ah, isn't this Mr. Leopold?" Lord Danglars said as he came up to him with a smile. This middle-aged woman with long black hair reaching her shoulders and a medium build looks like a fox. Although she is human, she is as cunning as a fox.
.
"Hello, Lord Danglars." Elaine said. In order not to reveal his secrets as much as possible, he had to cover up his stuttering problem. In order to cover up this problem, he could only speak as slowly as possible. In this way, he spoke
French is like memorizing a French textbook, and the grammar is quite old.
"We can talk in English, you don't have to force yourself, Mr. Leo." The lord continued to smile.
"I insist." Elaine said.
"Okay then." Danglars shook hands with Elaine and asked the white lion boy to sit down on the sofa in the living room before continuing: "It is indeed Mr. Leo himself. There are rumors that you are dead, but
I just felt strange, how could Leo, who was born with great luck, die for no reason. You must know that I was also present when the terrorists attacked the Cairo Casino four years ago. I saw it with my own eyes.
If the bullet deflects past you, it means you are not lucky enough to hit you."
Elaine did not respond, but just gave a fake smile. This woman indeed knew Leopold, and she might be an old acquaintance. Elaine had expected this, because the light reflected from the villa flickered very quickly. That is,
It was said that the lord saw Elaine on the other side of the slave market through the telescope, and found that Elaine was looking towards her, and was moved. If she did not know Leoport, she would not be so moved.
"So you faked your death. Do you have any plan to deliberately release the news of your death?" The lord continued politely: "No, no, no. I shouldn't have inquired about your secrets. You pretended that I didn't ask. In order to hide your identity, you deliberately
I’ve bleached the hair on my body. Hehehe, it’s so cute.”
"But, cute or something..." Every time he was praised for being cute, Elaine would get a chill down his spine. But he didn't know whether he should get angry in this situation, so he just had to endure it.
"I'll get straight to the point." Elaine said, "I want to buy that blood lion slave. What's the price?"
"Oh, that guy." Danglars smiled: "Yes, I have been observing here just now, and I noticed that you have been paying attention to it for a long time. He is one of your tribe, I guess you must want to rescue him.
."
"However, this matter is not easy to handle -" She suddenly came over very rudely, sat next to Elaine, and even got in front of the white lion boy, and whispered: "That guy is what I use to relieve my loneliness.
.It’s the substitute I’m looking for if I can’t get you. It’s my exclusive pet cat, and I won’t give it up so easily.”
A drop of sweat broke out on the white lion boy's forehead.
"But you want to kill him."
"It can't die. I just use severe torture to destroy its mind and make it more obedient. After the training and training process is completed, I can let it lie down when it should lie down and lick wherever it needs to be."
Wherever you should eat, you can eat whatever you need to eat. If you should suck on it, you won’t even dare to bite it lightly."
Those suggestive words sent a chill down Elaine's spine.
"But, I still want him." Elaine plucked up the courage to continue asking: "Make a price."
"Not for sale."
"Everything has its value, as long as the price is right." Elaine continued to put pressure on the other party: "So, set a price."
"Well... if you want to buy that slave at all costs, it's not impossible." The lord showed a more fox-like expression, looked at Elaine sinisterly, and put his hand a little restlessly on Elaine's waist.
Touched: "Let's have a bet."
"……bet?"
"Just like how you won three thousand of my slaves from me in one game before, using the slaves as chips, let's make another bet." Danglars grinned and said: "Only this time, using your body and
His body is used as a bargaining chip. If you win the bet, he will be yours. If you lose the bet, your body will be mine, hehehehe."
"This is too crazy, why should I..."
"I know this is crazy, your value is not the same as its value. So I won't own you forever, I just want you to be my slave...for a week? But what do I want you to do this week?
You have to do whatever you want. Because you belong to me. I am satisfied that I can play with His Highness the Prince's body for a whole week. After that, I will return your free body, I promise."
This was still crazy. And Elaine could almost predict what the pervert in front of him wanted to do to him.
"Oh my god...it smells really good..." The lord sniffed around Elaine's neck: "There's a...smell of vanilla? It should have been citronella before. Did you switch to another perfume?"
It shouldn't be fragrant at all, it might even be smelly, Elaine thought to herself. Is there anything wrong with this lord's nose? Elaine has been busy all day today, and the smell of sweat should come out of his body.
"Lord, respect yourself." Queeg, who really couldn't stand it, put a hand on Lord Danglars' shoulder. Then a group of guards also pointed their guns at the leopard's back.
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." Danglars let go of his hand around Elaine's waist and asked again: "Do you want to bet, my dear prince?"
Elaine remained calm: "You should have heard the rumors. I always win every bet."
"I've heard of it. But I don't believe in evil." The other party sneered: "And this is my home court. I decide how to bet."
"So, the bet is...?"
Danglars sneered again and pressed a small remote control device in his hand.
Several screens suddenly popped up on the desktop, and two of the large screens showed very strange things. One screen showed a huge monster in a cage, a dragon beast. It was a close relative of the dragon, but it had the appearance of a beast.
It is a ferocious beast that cannot be understood and exists only for fighting. The bright red dragon scales on its body sparkle in the sunlight like gems.
In another cage, there was the blood lion Edmund. He had just been beaten severely, and there was even blood from the wounds all over his body. The smell of blood on his body made the dragon beast even more excited.
"Glare fight." The lord sneered: "It's just a duel between a lion and a dragon beast. The original plan was to train the disobedient big cat until it completely surrendered, so that it could face its own despair and death.
As a result, because of the appearance of His Royal Highness, the date has been moved forward."
"You... must be joking!" Elaine said depressedly: "How can you win!"
"Okay, I'll let you place your bet first." Danglars laughed even more crazily: "If you know that the lion can't win, just bet on the dragon. In this way, you won't win.
Let’s ask a question. If you win, I will give you the lion as promised - but what you will get then is a cold corpse."
"As if I have a choice..."
"Of course, it's your choice." The lord continued: "You can bet on the lion to win. It doesn't matter whether he can win or not, even if he loses, I will order my men to control the dragon beast.
, spare its life. Life can be guaranteed, but I don't guarantee that the lion will be missing an arm or a leg. After all, ferocious beasts like dragon beasts are not kind creatures that are easy to control.
If you are lucky enough and the lion really wins - although the probability is infinitely low, it is not completely impossible - then you can take the lion and leave, I have no objection."
Even as brave as a lion man, it is impossible to fight against a dragon beast alone. And Elaine looked at the wounded Edmund in the cage. The slave traders did not even prepare a weapon for the blood lion young man. In other words, they
The plan was to let Edmund fight the dragon beast with his bare hands. It was simply asking Edmund to die.
If you want to save Edmund, you must place a bet on him. In this way, the Blood Lion can at least avoid death. But Elaine will almost certainly lose in this bet;
If you don't bet on Edmund, the blood lion will definitely die. Even if Elaine wins the bet, she can only get one body.
Danglars, Lord of Montpellier... a vicious woman!
"I have given you enough freedom of choice." Lord Danglars licked his tongue and said with a malicious smile: "Place your bet, Your Highness."
Elaine looked confused. Why did things develop like this?
"Why... do you think I would sacrifice myself just to save him?"
"Oh, you will. You won't leave your own people alone, otherwise you won't be the Prince Leo I know."
(It’s not originally. And it’s not my tribe.) Elaine complained ferociously in her heart.
"Anyway, it's just a slave. Even if you die, I won't lose anything." Lord Danglars smiled evilly: "Sacrificing a mere disobedient slave can make you look so confused. It's worth it."
Already."
This guy is very twisted.
"I understand. Let me bet on him." The white lion boy said depressedly: "It's just... I want to talk to him face to face."
"Okay. I'll give you twenty minutes." The lord smiled and said, "But you are not allowed to cheat and secretly stuff weapons into it."
"No way." Elaine had never thought of cheating in public.
A few minutes later.
"So, here you are." The blood lion sat cross-legged in the center of the cage, still bleeding profusely: "You are so stupid, Your Highness."
"No, not the prince." Elaine corrected.
"No. You are His Majesty the King's adopted son, and you are still considered His Royal Highness. This position will not change." Edmund rubbed his ankle: "It is a pity not to inherit that bloodline."
"Come on, stop talking nonsense." Elaine looked at the blood lion's left foot: "Can you win the battle? Dragging that curse?"
Elaine was aware of the curse on Edmund's feet from the very beginning. The vague black energy could be sensed from a long distance away. The curse should be of the same type as the curse on the feet of the red werewolf boy Io, both of which were used to prevent
The binding curse of the slave's escape. In short, it makes people feel heavy on their feet, although there is no actual increase in weight.
"Can you see this curse?" Edmund narrowed one eye and asked.
"I can see it. I have encountered it before." Elaine replied: "Yes, with this kind of thing affecting it, it should be absolutely impossible to defeat the dragon beast, right? Lord Danglar also knew this, so he followed me
It's a bet."
"Well, it's very difficult to be honest with this curse." Edmund did not deny it: "I am already ready to sacrifice. Please, Your Highness, don't care and give up on me."
Elaine said: "What if...if I remove this curse? Are you confident that you can win?"
"This curse cannot be removed. It is a curse placed by a magician who specializes in controlling slaves. It is very powerful and cannot be removed even by killing the person who cast the curse." Edmund shook his head and said: "The only way is to give up.
This curse can only be removed if the curser follows his own wishes. But I don’t think the curser will do this for me..."
"Stop talking nonsense and watch quietly." Elaine said, holding the holy shroud in her hand, and lightly touched Edmund's left foot.
Yes, he couldn't remove the curse. But he could transfer the curse to himself.
Elaine felt that his left foot suddenly became heavy, as if it was shackled. He knew that the curse had been transferred.
Even lifting his legs became difficult. With this curse on his body, he could hardly walk properly. But he could use the holy cloth to suppress the effect of the curse. Without thinking, he tore off a piece of cloth from the holy cloth.
It was wrapped around his left ankle like a bandage. The torn off piece of the holy cloth was restored within a few seconds, as if it had never been torn.
"What...did you do?" Although he couldn't understand what happened, Edmund vaguely understood that Elaine had helped him bear the curse.
"Yes, we have to win." said the white lion boy, "otherwise everything will be meaningless."
"I obey, Your Highness the Prince." The Blood Lion knelt in front of Elaine: "I, Edmund, will definitely fight hard and win the battle even if I die."
"No, if you die, it will be meaningless... idiot." Elaine said even more depressed.