The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Nightmare carriage.

"Sure enough, it can be summoned again!"

Sigmon stayed on his side and waited silently for a while. He made an estimate based on the volume and flow rate of the hourglass.

"It will take about a week."

"I don't know what services the carriage can provide this time?" The lists that he had seen flashed in his mind.

"Will there be a fourth category?"

But he knew that there were more important things that he needed to solve by himself.

hungry.

Must go get something to eat.

The sea breeze was howling outside the window, but the room was silent.

Just when Sigmon was about to leave, a thin figure quietly slipped to the ground three beds away from him, and then crept to the door.

The man quietly opened the door, observed it, and slipped out.

"It's that Steve, what is he going to do?"

"Is he like me?"

Sigmund waited patiently for another five minutes, then slipped out of bed quietly and came to the door following the other person's example.

The corridor outside the house was pitch-dark, and only lights were lit at the door or at the corner. There was no sign of Steve outside for a long time. Sigmon didn't want to meddle in his own business, and leaned against the wall to the kitchen as he remembered during the day.

Stealing food from the kitchen, even if the servant here is caught by the master, is enough to be brought to court for theft.

After all, the materials of this era are not as good as those of later generations. In most cases, the target of theft is food.

During the course of the action, Sigmund quickly noticed the strangeness in his body. His limbs were more coordinated, and he deliberately imitated Steve's movements just now, which turned out to be a good harvest.

After a short period of adaptation, the outlines of some obstacles could be clearly seen even in the dark without lights, which made Sigmon's actions not make any abnormal noise.

After a simple search, he quickly found the storage room in the kitchen.

Marco delivers supplies to the manor every week. Today's shipment has just arrived, and the meat and vegetables are extremely rich.

Sigmon found edible sausages and bread and swallowed them.

Gurgling.

If someone walks into the kitchen inadvertently, seeing this scene, I am afraid they will be frightened on the spot.

Hunger... The stomach is like an unfilled bottomless pit. When Sigmon felt a little bloated and stopped, he realized that he had eaten at least one meal for ten people.

But his stomach was only slightly bulging.

After eating and drinking, there were bursts of heat from his limbs, and his fingertips even felt slightly numb. Sigmon knew that this should be the result of extraordinary power transforming his body.

After just waiting for a while, the belly that was still slightly bloated just now flattened.

"Eat more, there's no chance during the day."

Filling up his stomach again, Sigmon packed up, trying not to reveal too many flaws.

There is enough food for the entire manor for a week to be stored here. As long as you don't count it carefully and scan it carelessly, you shouldn't see anything abnormal.

But if you repeat it a few times, you should be able to see the flaws.

"This can't be done, we have to find a way to get out of here."

"Make some mistakes and let them take the initiative to cancel the contract?"

"It can't be too serious about compensation, I have to think about it carefully."

Sigmon was about to take the initiative to leave after eating and drinking, but as soon as he opened the door, his body suddenly froze in place.

At the door of the storage room, a tall and fat woman blocked his way.

Sophie the cook.

Sophie stared at Sigmon's face and pushed the door open with her broad palm, letting the supplies in the storage room fall into her eyes.

"Can I say that I got lost when I was looking for the toilet?" Sigmund spit out in a low voice. Now he doesn't even need to think about the reason. He will be sent back to town on the charge of stealing food tomorrow morning.

pat.

Sophie's broad body leaned against Sigmon and walked into the storage room, then closed the door casually.

There was a little light on the ventilation window, which was the lightning that cut through the night sky outside the manor. In this tightly closed environment, Sophie's large body enveloped Sigmund like a beast.

Looking at himself and the large woman in front of him, a strange thought suddenly popped into Sigmon's mind.

"No screaming and no talking. If she takes off her clothes next, will I lie down or resist?"

After all, Sigmund's skin is still somewhat handsome.

Just when Sigmund was thinking about it, Sophie went straight to the place where the vegetables were placed, and picked out a few potatoes from a grid.

During the whole process, she didn't say a word to Sigmon, and didn't even look at him, she just opened the door and left with the potato.

"What's the meaning?"

Heart beating wildly, Sigmund opened the door, and by this time Sophie was already standing on the chopping board in front of her work.

Put the potatoes and take out the kitchen knife.

Click!

A sudden flash of lightning illuminated the kitchen, and at the same time blood splashed, Sophie clenched the kitchen knife in her hand and cut off her fingers on the chopping board with a blank expression!

Then, as if she could not feel the pain, she followed the wound on her hand all the way up.

Do Do Do Do!

Chop half your palm into pieces!

In the process, the potato that she pressed under her palm also suffered the same fate.

The juice and blood of the potatoes were mixed together, and the minced meat and mashed potatoes were also thoroughly mixed.

Then Sophie stretched out her left hand, and she seemed to be going to pick up the plate next to her to put the mixture on the chopping board.

But her left hand had already been cut off, so she could only mechanically use the wound on her arm to hit the edge of the plate again and again.

Hahahahaha.

The blood dripped, but Sophie seemed to feel no pain, and kept repeating it expressionlessly.

Sigmund's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw the scene in front of him.

"What's going on? Is this a new cycle? This woman is just a prop, repeating her previous work?"

From beginning to end, except for the moment when the door was opened, Sophie didn't look at Sigmon again, and when Sigmon left, she was still mechanically hitting with her broken arm.

It's just that at that time she was already crumbling because of excessive blood loss.

"Is she really alive?"

"Did she find me?"

There were several thoughts intertwined in his mind. Sigmon walked carefully in the dark manor. He even had the urge to break through the gate and leave.

"Calm down, I'm still not sure that this is a new space-time cycle."

The experience of the previous 28 days completely changed Sigmon, especially the loneliness and death in the process.

"The rainstorm is approaching, the villa is built on a cliff, and the road down the mountain is also rugged and steep, and the distance is too long. If you run out so rashly, you will easily die in the wilderness."

"I need a horse."

"In addition to escaping, it can also be used to satisfy hunger at critical times." Thinking in his heart, he moved extremely quickly and quietly, returning to his room without a sound.

Today is too late.

Not long after, Steve also sneaked in.

The experience just now had a great impact on Sigmon. It wasn't until dawn that he fell asleep in a daze, and was woken up by the harsh ringtone.

For the convenience of management, special copper bells have been placed in all areas where servants are active, which ensures that when the master rings the copper bell in any room in the manor, the servants will hear it as soon as possible.

After finishing his duties as a servant, Sigmon, who was already starving, finally sat down at the dining table.

But he lost all his appetite just by looking at it.

"Delicious breakfast, isn't it?"

Steve sat in front of Sigmon with a plate.

"Carrot stew with potatoes."

"There is actually minced meat in it, it's so fresh!"

Steve tasted the thick soup in the spoon and said with a smile.

"Who prepared breakfast today?" Sigmon put down his spoon.

He just wanted to know Sophie's condition now.

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