Becoming a lord in another world starts with farming

The town was full of goblins, especially the small goblins in groups running around, which made Bella couldn't help but recall the original tribe. For a moment, the horse's hooves were much lighter, for fear that they would crush one or two people to death. Well, the scene will not look good then.

Then Owen took her to the witch school, and happened to meet Emile settling in the new little witch.

"Is it you?! Dear lady, thank you for giving me the power to change my destiny." With such a conspicuous figure, Bella immediately recognized the other person's identity, so she raised her horse's hooves slightly, went up and saluted respectfully.

"You paid a sufficient price, didn't you." Emile didn't think there was anything to be grateful for. No one would take this path if they had the choice. I really thought that the power of the devil's egg was so easy to obtain. It's just the beginning, in the future

wrong!

Emile calmly lowered her head and glanced at her son-in-law. With a woman's intuition, she knew that Owen was interested in Bella. Although the model was not right, the man, haha~

Although she had guessed it, Emile did not intend to interfere, but instead helped. As for the price Bella would have to pay in the future, with the help of this mysterious son-in-law, there was no need for her to worry about it. It was better to go back and teach her stupid daughter more. A few tricks, don't be less than half a horse in competing for favor when the time comes.

This is when Owen remembered that Emile had a house in Green Town. Because of its unique shape, it was obviously only a two-story house like a small castle. Bella could stay there for a while.

Emile did not refuse and took Bella to the bathhouse, but she was not sure whether the bathhouse could accommodate these two people.

After placing Bella in Greenshade Town and handing it over to Emile, Owen returned to the castle. Maya was waiting for him, and then he remembered that there was another prisoner who needed to be interrogated.

"Have people been imprisoned in the dungeon?" After listening to Maya's words, Owen's expression was a little strange, because he seemed to have added a lot of things to the dungeon, many of which were for bad taste and to heighten the terrifying atmosphere of the dungeon.

But if you add ninjas and witch hunters, this is not an atmosphere, but a practical exercise.

While Irving was having fun, Howard sent over Harvey who was tied up tightly.

Maya, who was responsible for taking over, felt a slightly familiar aura from the other party, so she did not approach, but raised her head with a cold face, raised her hand and stretched out a finger to lightly tap Harvey.

The next moment, four ninjas emerged from the shadows, eight hands stretched out like lightning, and instantly controlled the joints of Harvey's body.

Harvey's whole body was numb now. He thought he had received strict training. Under normal circumstances, even if he was caught, he would use his wonderful acting skills to confuse the opponent, and then use his neat skills to escape and fight back. But now... he was silent. .

Damn it!

How could there be a professional assassin in this damn place like the Northland, and from the look of his aura, he looked like a dead soldier on horseback!

Harvey really didn't dare to move. He knew the horror of these real dead soldiers.

Not only those who are not afraid of death can be called dead soldiers. Real dead soldiers are all extremely skilled assassins. Coupled with the belief of risking life and death, every one of them can complete impossible assassination missions.

Against an opponent of this level, he wouldn't dare say he could win even if he faced one, let alone four.

What's even more terrifying is that he seems to be locked by several murderous auras coming from the dark place. Apparently there are more dead soldiers hidden in the dark. This is a warning to himself.

With no choice, Harvey was escorted to the basement by ninjas. Only then did he realize how naive he had been, because the real horror was here.

Sometimes when Irving was bored or lacked inspiration in the secret room of the dungeon, he would wander around the dungeon to change his mind. Occasionally, he would have a brain cramp and decorate the place, leaving behind some works.

The expanded dungeon is divided into several levels, including ordinary iron-barred passage rooms, turbid water prisons for punishment, luxurious steel single rooms, and special types of prisons.

The iron-barred main room houses ordinary prisoners, the water prison is used to punish disobedient prisoners, and the deluxe room is used to hold masters with fighting spirit. The special types of prisons are different and very targeted, such as the slime-type sealed crystal box. A professional demon-sealing suit, as well as a metal skeleton for escape masters.

Harvey was honored to enjoy the special treatment that Emile had enjoyed before. The metal centipede-like creation was attached to his spine and spread layer by layer along his neck and limbs, locking all the joints and making people feel numb. I couldn't move my fingers.

This lock-like structure is not rigid, but elastic, so common escape techniques such as twisting the joints, shrinking the bones, and peristaltic muscles are useless.

If it were just these, Harvey wouldn't be panicked. The main thing is that there are too many types of torture instruments in front of him, and the triangle horse and wooden donkey are a bit immoral. Why are they oiled on them? !

Harvey was not a rookie. Although he didn't want to admit it, he really guessed the use of these gadgets. When he thought about how these gadgets would be used on him, he suddenly shuddered and felt the urge to collapse.

As long as he breaks down, he can tell everything without hesitation, but thinking about the organization's methods against betrayers, Harvey is entangled again, because he is not sure which one is more severe, the organization's methods or the punishment he is facing now. .

At this time, Harvey heard the sound of opening the door and footsteps, and was suddenly shocked. He couldn't wait to adjust his expression, showing that he was panicked and wanted to confess.

Although he has fallen into the position of letting people take advantage of him, it does not prevent Harvey from struggling. If he comes back, he will make a profit.

More than a dozen witch hunters were holding bottles and jars, just like the models in charge of the catwalk at an antique auction. But when Harvey saw clearly what was in those bottles and jars, his face suddenly turned livid and his legs were a little bit... Soft, the crotch is a little damp.

"Tap the materials lightly, don't find out later that you forgot to take them." The leader of the witch hunters said to the other witch hunters.

"The brains of a ghoul, the tongue of a water ghost, the ashes of a banshee, the poison sac of an eight-eyed spider, the back sores of a toad, the saliva of a mouse, and the feces of a bat. The main materials are all here, and there are many auxiliary materials."

Every word of the witch hunter in charge of counting was like a heavy hammer hitting Harvey's forehead. What made him even more desperate was that the other party was not deliberately trying to intimidate him. These seductive female warriors wearing tight leather clothes were all fucking witches. !

What is even more desperate than falling into the hands of a witch is falling into the hands of a group of witches, because witches can't fight head-on, but their various weird methods are terrifying. Not to mention the various potions with various effects, just various Curses and transformations can make a tough guy with swords and axes and an unfurrowed brow burst into tears.

This was not because Harvey was scaring himself. He had actually witnessed the perverted methods of a witch who was driven by love and hatred, and it frightened him into having nightmares for more than half a month.

Who would have thought that the most popular wandering warbler in a popular tavern in a small town would turn out to be a man deformed by a witch's curse, and his/her pet rat would turn out to be his/her beloved woman.

This is a story about love giving rise to hatred and transference, but the weirdness of the witch's methods still impressed Harvey. He will never forget the expression of the man after the curse was lifted, and the look of the whole man in the tavern as if he had eaten shit. expression.

From that moment on, Harvey swore not to mess with any witches.

But the tragedy is that he seems to have fallen into the hands of a group of witches and became a test subject.