The mage arrives

( ) The two sailors are obviously the bottom of the ranks, with only a few coins on them, and nothing of value except a key.Even this key will not be used to open important door locks.

"Forget it, with this key, at least it can save me a tapping technique, which is better than nothing."

After hiding the two corpses in the garbage dump, Gordon cautiously came to the door guarded by the sailors just now.I put my ears on the door and listened, but there was no sound.Then put his eyes into the keyhole and looked inside, but there was no moving figure.Only then did Gordon feel relieved, and slowly inserted the key into the shrink hole, and with a slight twist, the door opened with a sound.

Immediately, a foul stench hit his face, and flies buzzed like a black cloud, passed by Gordon, and disappeared in all directions.

"These two guys are guarding the back door of the toilet!" Gordon cursed secretly, covering his nose.

The temporary toilets in the sewers are dirtier than the troll lairs that store all kinds of corpses.Gordon looked at the brownish-yellow sewage flowing on the ground, but in the end he didn't have the courage to touch it with his expensive cowhide boots.

He performed a leap on himself, using his legs to leap over a stream of human waste on the ground.However, two people were assigned to guard the back door of one of the dirtiest and most insignificant temporary toilets. Gordon became more and more interested in the secrets hidden in the sewer.

Maybe besides Shelley, he can find other interesting things.

Gordon is now in a makeshift living quarters.After leaving the stinking makeshift toilet, he walked through a utility room and into a long hall lined with twenty simple wooden beds.

Gambling dice and cards, the leftovers of bad wine, some change, and tattered clothes that stink of sweat.There is nothing valuable in this room, let alone any valuable paper information—can you expect these thugs at the bottom of society to be able to read and write?

It should be when these people were working hard, Gordon walked through the kitchen, but he still didn't find anyone except a few mice stealing the leftovers.Until he walked into a chaotic long corridor, he found orange lights flashing in front of him.

In the temporary tent made of waterproof canvas, in the middle is a simple wooden table made of stacked boxes. A small man wearing brass glasses is buried in the dim and flickering oil lamp, writing and calculating.

"At ten o'clock in the morning, [-]% of the cargo loading progress. At this speed, it should be completed by midnight tonight."

"[-] iron cans, [-] sewing needles, [-] silk threads, [-] kitchen knives, [-] clothespins..."

After calculating for a while, the little man suddenly threw the quill and cursed: "Bastard! My brain is almost melting when I write and calculate here, but those guys can go to the red light district to have a good time! Damn it, let them drink Their stomachs are all festered, and may their hands that play with women be broken!"

In the back room of the tent, there was a low moan suddenly.

The little man couldn't help his throat wriggling and swallowed.He glanced there, and through the gap in the door curtain, he could see a female body bound by a rope, writhing constantly. <The potency of the medicine is really strong, no matter how chaste the saintess is, she can't help it. Greed and hesitation flashed in the little man's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Brother Mane won't be back for at least two hours. I have worked so hard for the family, so I should relax."Anyway, as long as you don't really get it in, it's just for fun, it shouldn't matter. "

He stood up hastily and ran into the bedroom of the tent.

The green-haired girl was tied up with a rope, her hands were tied behind her back, and she was lying on the ground.Her cheeks showed a sickly bright red color, her eyes were covered with mist, her vision was slack, her small mouth was slightly opened, and from time to time she let out moans that made the man's blood boil.The leather armor and weapons had already been taken away, and she was only wearing thin underwear, which had been soaked in sweat, showing curves that would suffocate any man.While struggling and twisting, the rope tightened, stretching the two upright and soft lumps on his chest more prominently.

The little man looked at the tempting feast in front of him, and the blood in his body had already concentrated between his legs.

<Medicine, if you tie it up and leave it for a few hours, you will completely lose your resistance.Maybe after a while, she will cry and ask me to fuck her, haha! "

The little man rubbed his hands, smiled and walked closer and closer to the green-haired girl, repeating in his mouth: "Tie it up and play, it's just what I want."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Since you like the bondage game so much, then I will satisfy you."

The little man was startled, and before he could turn around, his hands and feet were bound by a rope as flexible as a snake.His body suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.His jaw hit the hard and cold ground, he let out a scream, and spit out a few teeth mixed with blood.

Gordon appeared in the shadows.He turned the little man over, then grabbed a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I originally learned the spell of activating rope in order to have the opportunity to play sex games with beauties in the future, but I didn't expect to use it on you for the first time." Gordon kicked the little man who couldn't speak or move, Put him aside for now.

The mage turned his attention to the defenseless beauty.

"It actually happened like this. Fortunately, I came in time." After checking Shelley's status a little, Gordon guessed what happened.

Shelley seemed to sense Gordon's presence, and she tried to squeeze out six words from her throat: "Mr. Gordon, help me." Sweet honey juice.It's not like asking for help, but more like asking for pleasure.

<Medicine, when a beautiful heroine burns herself in flames, she usually takes off her trousers and swings her stick to save others with the tragic feelings of being forced to do so, not what she wants, and who will go to hell if I don’t.After finishing the work, say "I will be responsible", so everyone is happy in the ending.

But Gordon didn't do that.He took out a pinch of withered and yellowed tobacco leaves from his pocket and chanted a spell.

The spell immediately had an effect on Shelley.The half-elf girl who had been tortured by a ball of red medicine for a long time finally calmed down, her body temperature returned to normal, and her mind gradually became clear.

"Fortunately, I only learned the spell of 'extracting drugs' not long ago, otherwise I would have just swung a stick to save people." Gordon breathed a sigh of relief. <Pharmaceuticals, etc., all pulled out.If there is such a spell on the earth, the drug rehabilitation institutions will not have a headache for the increasing number of drug addicts.

Looking at the girl full of allure, Gordon felt a little pity: "Am I too cowardly?"

Such a scene appeared in his mind.

Several years later, the aged Gordon told his descendants about his glorious deeds: "With my powerful spells, I entered the sewer, burned Yu to the ground, and rescued Miss Shelley, who was on the verge of crisis, from the villains. "The curious junior asked: "And then?" Gordon showed a sad expression: "Then, there is no more!"

Just as his thoughts were flying wild, the girl woke up.

"Mr. Gordon..." Shelley's body, which had collapsed due to the effects of the drugs, finally gathered some strength after a rest.She sat up and was relieved to see the mage who was watching her quietly.

Being watched by Gordon, Shelley felt an unprecedented sense of security, and she said from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you."

"No, you rest for a while."

Shelley nodded, hesitated for a moment, blushed and muttered: "Mr. Gordon, I... I'm thirsty, do you have any water?" In desperate need of hydration.Gordon nodded to her and went out.Presently he came in with a rough tin jug and a wooden cup.

Shelley took the cup full of clear water and impatiently brought it to her mouth, like a desert traveler who was almost dying of thirst.Because she drank too fast, a lot of clear water overflowed from the corners of her pink lips, slid down Xin's long white neck, and finally seeped into the unfathomable gully between the two peaks.

Gordon felt his lips dry, and his whole body felt hot.

After replenishing the water, Shelley finally recovered.Gordon came out of the bedroom, ready to deal with the guy who was roped tightly and flung in the corner.

First cast a silence spell on the tent, and Gordon pulled out the cloth ball stuffed in the other party's mouth.

The little man didn't shout loudly, but stared at Gordon fiercely, threatening: "Do you know whose territory this is? Do you know who I am?"

"I really don't know." Gordon shrugged, and cast a spell calmly, summoning a black bag the size of a satchel.Without saying a word, he opened his pocket with a cold expression.

Whenever Gordon took out a gleaming metal object from his pocket, the little man's eyelids would twitch, and his expression gradually became ugly.

Daggers, scalpels, boning blades, hammers, pliers for pulling out nails...

The little one was about to cry.He finally couldn't bear the huge pressure, and begged: "My lord, my lord mage! Mercy, please show a little mercy to poor Ding Te! If you want to ask me anything, I will answer truthfully, please don't use these instruments of torture on On me!"

The spell Gordon used to frighten the little one was called the Dark Pocket.This ring of conjuration school spells can create a pocket that lasts for 24 hours and is filled with various instruments of torture.But for Gordon, this spell can only intimidate.He is not so perverted and twisted that he really uses those horrible instruments of torture to torture others.There are many ways for a mage to obtain the information he needs. **Punishment or something, it's too rough and primitive.