Chapter 896
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Sewing Needle finally woke up from her own consciousness after she commanded the warriors under her command to complete the crusade against the bane of the Elric Forest.
"You're finally awake."
Needle's eyes glowed with renewed vigor. She rolled her eyes and looked up at the Dark Elf standing before her.
Her piercing laughter reverberated throughout the dungeon. Needle didn't say a word when she recognized Qianmian. Instead, an incomprehensible smile appeared on her face.
"We're no longer in the Inquisition!"
Qianmian tried her best to control her anger, but she still reached out and grabbed Needle's collar.
"So what? Do you want me to beg for mercy? You've been abandoned by your own tribe … "
Before Needle could finish her sarcastic words, she covered her head with her hands. Thousand Faced Assassin loosened her grip on Needle's collar, and in that instant, Needle collapsed to the ground. Her hands, which she used to prop herself up, were trembling non-stop.
"What's wrong with her now?"
Josiah watched as the Nephilic Judge collapsed to the ground in less than three seconds. Her life force was also rapidly fading away.
"She's lost too much blood, dehydrated, and hasn't eaten for a long time."
Thousand-Faced Assassin squatted beside the stitches and looked at her dry lips and arms that were so thin that only bones remained.
"She's been in a state similar to hibernation to conserve her energy, but now she probably doesn't even have the strength to speak." Qianmian grabbed Needle's collar and turned her face towards her. "It's alright. An Nephilic Judge's body absorbs energy much faster than a human's."
"Does that mean she's fainted from hunger?"
Josiah watched as Qianmian took out a piece of black bread and stuffed it beside Needle's dry lips.
"Open your mouth!" Qianmian shouted in a commanding tone.
The Dark Elf was prepared for this, but Needle didn't appreciate it. She kept her mouth tightly shut during the rough feeding.
But in her weakened state, she couldn't resist Qianmian's strength. The piece of black bread was forcefully stuffed into her mouth.
Needle spat it out the moment it entered her mouth.
"Who … knows how to eat!"
Needle revealed her unyielding side, as if she would rather die than eat Qianmian's food.
Qianmian didn't think much of Needle's resistance. She picked up another piece of bread and repeated the same action.
"Wait a moment, Qianmian."
Looking at the terrible scene in front of him, Josh immediately opened his Magic Net interface.
"What are you waiting for?" The Thousand Faced Assassin did not stop what he was doing, but this time, his defense was much tighter. He began to use his teeth to resist the violent feeding.
But Joshua could feel that the energy that was keeping her alive was rapidly disappearing. In another hour or two, she would really starve to death.
"I'll order a takeaway," Josiah said.
"Takeaway?" Qianmian heard a new term.
In less than half an hour, a Gnome brought a box of packaged food to the Dungeon and handed it to Josh.
This takeaway was actually made by Josiah through Madam Marina's contact with the Hearthstone Tavern's kitchen. Then, it was delivered by Owl Express …
Josiah brought the packaged box to Needle's side. Needle was still glaring at Josiah fiercely.
As for Josh, he didn't pay any heed to her as he tore open the packaging of the box, revealing a crispy golden fried chicken within.
The quality of this fried chicken was much higher than Qianmian's black bread. The moment the box was opened, the aroma of salt and pepper filled the entire cell.
Qianmian, who hadn't eaten lunch yet, couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she smelled the aroma.
"Come! Open your mouth! "
Josiah twisted the fried chicken drumstick off and placed it in front of Needle. Needle looked at the fragrant chicken under the crispy golden skin, and her fierce gaze couldn't help but twitch.
But this Nephilic Judge was firm and didn't open her mouth.
"Don't refuse a chicken that's been given to you!"
Josiah was a little annoyed by Needle's attitude. Josiah hadn't had lunch, not even breakfast.
"So what's in it for you to be so loyal to the Magistrate Court?" Josiah didn't understand as he put the fried chicken drumstick back into the box. "What did the Magistrate Court promise you? Status? Money? Or something like eternal life? "
This was a question Josiah always wanted to ask these Nephilic Judges. What were the benefits of becoming a follower of a being from the outside world?
Josiah's question seemed to have poked at the most sensitive part of Needle's heart.
"What Magistrate Court? That has nothing to do with me. I just hate …" Needle used the last of her strength to refute Josiah. She underestimated Josiah's skills, and in the next second, a fried chicken drumstick was stuffed into her mouth.
Needle wanted to spit it out like how she did with Qianmian's black bread, but she just happened to take a bite out of the fried chicken drumstick.
The crispy skin and tender chicken meat burst out in her mouth along with the aroma of salt and pepper. The chicken meat was also wrapped in a delicious juice.
Needle, who hadn't eaten anything for a long time, couldn't resist the temptation and swallowed the food in her mouth.
The moment she swallowed the drumstick, tears rolled down her cheeks. Maybe it was because she felt humiliated, or maybe it was because she was touched.
"Don't cry. As long as you answer our questions honestly, you can eat as much as you want. Do you want a coke? It's iced. "
Josiah opened a bottle of Sin Coke inside a cardboard box. Qianmian, who was watching from the side, held her head in her hands as she felt a headache coming on.
Maybe it was because she had crossed her bottom line, or maybe she was thinking that it would be a waste if she didn't eat it.
Needle couldn't be bothered to shout at Josiah anymore. She didn't wear any chains on her hands, and the weak mana in her body couldn't support her to do anything.
But … she could still pick up two fried chicken drumsticks.
And so, Needle began to gorge herself on the delicious fried chicken. The way she ate was especially terrifying, and it reminded Josiah of a wolf tearing into the body of its prey.
After experiencing the benefits of the fried chicken, she picked up the whole fried chicken after getting rid of the two drumsticks. As she nibbled on the chicken breast, she stared at Qianmian with vigilant eyes, as if she was afraid that Qianmian would steal her lunch.
However, her body structure was still similar to that of a human. Halfway through her meal, she swallowed because she hadn't drunk any water for a long time.
Josiah opened the bottle of Sin Coke beside him and handed it to her. When Needle received the Sin Coke, she hesitated for a moment because of the dark green liquid inside.
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