"My lord …"
In Gills' bedroom in White Castle, two women in revealing clothes were entangled with Gills. They were girls that Lanza had found. I heard that they had worked hard to serve men. At this moment, a woman with short millet hair was teasing Gills with the tip of her tongue. Another woman with long black wavy hair was already sitting on the count's waist, twisting her waist with all her might.
But even so, Gills still felt a chill.
There was no reaction from him at all.
The count was in his prime, and he was at the age of hot-blooded youth. Not to mention that the two women were tightly entwined with him, if it was any other day, just looking at these two youthful bodies that were spurting out blood would have already reacted. But Gills was dismayed to discover that even these two trained girls could not revive him.
It was all because of that night.
On the night of the Sacred Scripture, after Gills was exposed, he discovered that he could no longer pull himself together in terms of men and women. Just like now, the woman's fawning smile was a little forced, but he still didn't feel anything. As a man, there was nothing worse than this.
"Go down." He was suddenly bored with all of this.
"My lord, we will make you happy." The millet woman wanted to kiss Gills, but the count pushed her away roughly.
"I told you to scram!" Gills was completely roaring, but his voice was like a duck whose throat had been cut. Sharp, thin.
The two women looked at each other and helplessly climbed down the big bed. They picked up the clothes under the bed and put them on. He didn't know if he was too sensitive, but Gills saw the black woman lower her head and smile. That smile made him feel incomparably dazzling. An inexplicable rage filled his chest. Gills suddenly jumped up and pulled the woman's long hair and shouted angrily, "What are you laughing at!"
The woman cried in fright and hurriedly shouted, "I don't, my lord, I don't!"
"My lord, she really didn't. Please let her go." The millet woman also begged for mercy for her companion.
Gills kicked her down and pulled the black woman to the bed. The woman screamed and could only cooperate with Gills' movements to climb onto the bed. Gills panted heavily and said, "I know you're laughing at me. You've been watching me make a joke, just like the untouchables outside. I am the Count, I am your master, your body and mind should belong to me. How dare you mock your master. I will punish you, punish you severely! "
He pounced on the woman and kissed her madly. The woman was afraid, but she didn't dare to resist. She only hoped that Gills would let her leave after venting like other men. Suddenly, Gills bit a sensitive part of her body, causing the woman to scream in pain. Gills raised his head with a twisted smile on his face. "Yes, that's what you should call it. You should be afraid of me. Afraid of me. "
He bit down again.
Gills noticed a familiar throbbing in the scream. He was wild with joy. He immediately raised his spear and entered the woman's body. After a round of violent conquest, the woman floated up and down in the sea of desire interwoven by pain and pleasure. When Gills was completely released, the woman fainted. Gasping heavily, Gills retreated from the woman's body. He glared fiercely at the other party, then walked to the wall and pulled out a sharp sword.
"No, no, no, my lord.
What are you going to do? "the silk-clothed girl shrieked.
"What are you doing? I said I was going to punish her. "
"But you've already punished her just now."
"That's called punishment? No, that's a reward, and now it's a punishment! "Gills laughed and stabbed his sword into the woman's stomach. The woman screamed and arched up, grabbing the sword with both hands, blood flowing out. She looked at Gills pleadingly, but the latter pulled out the sword forcefully, and blood gushed out like a spring. "That's right, you should be afraid of me and beg me like this. Beg me like a dog! "
He stabbed again, and the woman finally gave up. She cursed Gills in the most vicious language. The count snorted coldly and cut her throat for the third time, completely ending her life.
The silk-clothed girl screamed and ran towards the door, not caring that she was naked. She had just run to the door, and her hand had not yet reached the doorknob. Suddenly, her entire body trembled. Then, she looked down and saw a sword tip piercing through her two peaks and nailing it into the door. She wanted to scream, but in the end, she didn't make a sound and died on the sword.
A moment later, Gills walked out of the room wearing only a pair of shorts. Lanza, who was outside the corridor, acted as if he hadn't heard the screams inside and greeted him, "My lord, are you in a better mood?"
"Much better. Now I'm going to take a bath. Get someone to prepare food. "Gills shouted again," Mace, get over here, old thing. "
Butler Mace hurriedly came to his side. The count looked into the room and said, "I'm dirty inside. Get someone to clean it up."
"Yes, my lord."
After Gills and Lanza left, Mace pushed open the door, only to find that it was very heavy. So he crawled through the crack in the door and saw the female corpse hanging on the door and the bed that was almost dyed red. The old butler sighed, "Miss Jorah, when will you be back?"
After bathing, Gills came to the dining hall and found that the entire hall was empty. Only the chef personally pushed the dining cart over, and Lanza placed it on the table one by one. Gills frowned and said, "Where are the servants?"
Lanza smiled and said, "There's no need for servants, count. It's my greatest honor to serve you."
Gills snorted, "You don't have to speak for them, Lanza. Don't think I don't know. They ran away, right? These damned lowly people, I'm going to catch them and execute them one by one! "
"Yes, you are their master. Their life and death are in your hands. "
"Of course." Gills sat down and said, "Didn't you say that Mr. Lance has already made arrangements? Now that the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine doesn't listen to my orders, she's just about to attack. I urgently need a private army, Lanza. Tell Earl Rackett that if he helps me settle all of this, I'm willing to give him half of the profits from Ark Harbor! "
"Yes, yes, you are very generous. I will tell Earl Rackett what you mean. Don't worry, the army that the count promised has already arrived at the unicorn territory. In three days, at most a week, they would appear at Ark Harbor. At that time, whatever Ruo La and Vera, you can capture them all! "
Gills' eyes lit up. "When the time comes, I will punish them well!"
Gills felt a burst of heat in his lower abdomen when he thought of how he had tortured and killed the two women just now. He chuckled dryly and began to eat the food on the table.
Lanza saw this and smiled coldly in his heart.
Glenn stopped on the Lyon Mountain Road. A Knight in front of him rode back and shouted, "Commander, there is a roadblock ahead. It should have been set up by the unicorn border sentry."
"These bastards, don't they know that we will arrive today? What exactly did Lord Lance do? " Glenn pointed at a few Blood Wolf Knight and said, "Let's go, let's give those country bumpkins some color!"
The Knight laughed. The Blood Wolf Knight who had been named stepped out and followed Glenn to the side of the mountain roadblock. Sure enough, the first two soldiers in unicorn armor behind the roadblock were dozing off. Glenn roared, "Move this bird away. Otherwise, I'll kill you. Don't you idiots know who we are? "
The two soldiers looked at each other in fear. One of them said, "My lord, I'm sorry. We're just following orders. Please wait a moment. We'll go get the captain. "
"Go." Glenn said impatiently.
After the two soldiers left, a Knight beside him said, "My lord, we can remove the roadblock ourselves. There's no need to inform their captain."
"Idiot, if that's the case, what's the difference between us and country bumpkins! These things were set up by them, so they should personally remove them for us. Do it yourself? To think that you would say such a thing that would lower your status! "Glenn lectured.
The Knight obediently shut his mouth.
At this moment, a few people came out of the wooden house at the sentry post in the distance. They walked towards the roadblock. One of them was tall, but the size of his uniform and armor was obviously small. However, he carried a powerful warhammer in his hand, making him look a little out of place. Glenn smiled and said, "Look, these country bumpkins are really poor. They don't even have a decent armor."
The Knight beside him all laughed.
He didn't know if the warhammer was too heavy, but the burly man had a hard time carrying it and walked slowly. A moment later, he arrived at the roadblock, put the warhammer on the ground, and shouted, "I'm the captain of the border sentry post.
I'm the captain of the border outpost team. Who are you? If you want to pass, please show me your clearance certificate. Oh, and pay taxes! "
"Pay taxes?" Glenn laughed angrily. He glanced at his subordinates and suddenly shouted, "Which of your eyes are blind? Can't you see that we are the army of Dornhill? Didn't your little brat lord tell you that our Dornhill army is going to pass through here today? Cut the crap and move the roadblock away. Otherwise, I'll chop you up, you blind bastard. "
The burly man seemed to be shocked and took a few steps back. At this moment, another soldier ran over from behind and hurriedly whispered something in Captain Gao's ear. Seeing the burly man nod his head repeatedly, Glenn sneered. They had probably checked with the headquarters. Now that they knew that they had offended a big shot, these country bumpkins should be scared to death.
After the soldier finished speaking, the captain stepped forward and said, "I already know. You are indeed guests of Dorne. I'll remove the roadblock for you."
With a wave of his hand, two soldiers stepped forward and struggled to remove the thick tree trunk that served as the roadblock. Glenn snorted, his legs clamped tightly on the horse's belly, and he was about to move forward. The captain suddenly stopped him and Glenn said angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Although I'm sure you're from Dorne, it's a pity that we're not unicorn soldiers." Broy raised his head and smiled sincerely.
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