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"It's overcooked, make another batch."

Dono smacked his lips, put down his knife and fork, and pushed a plate of boiled lamb trotters in front of the boy next to him.

"Try it."

The boy did not react. Just days earlier, he had witnessed his duchess mother being raped by dozens of men and then dismembered on the spot.

Under such a huge blow, he became dull and sluggish, his eyes vacant.

Dono smiled, cut off a piece of meat and stuffed it into the boy's mouth, then used his hand to hold the boy's chin to help him chew.

"Is it delicious? This is your butler's hand. I'm planning to roast the next hand. What do you think, young master? Hahahaha!!!"

Dono laughed arrogantly, looking at the old butler who was chained to the corner.

This elderly butler, with his gray hair, had served two generations of dukes, and even with all four of his limbs severed, he still maintained that awe-inspiring demeanor.

"You should try my dick, you bastard, you don't deserve to eat this stuff!"

The old butler spit at Donovan with a laugh and a curse.

Dono wasn't annoyed. He had already experienced the stubbornness of this old man before, and now tormenting him had become his greatest daily entertainment.

He pulled a large blood crystal from under the sofa, and was about to cast a spell when he was stopped by another dark mage, Pulsi, who said, "We've used enough these past few days, let's..."

"What are you afraid of? There are plenty of blood crystals."

Dono ignored it all, the blood crystal in his hand emitting a red light.

The old butler in the corner suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and a lump of flesh slowly swelled up, then grew wildly into a hand.

Pullshi shook his head helplessly, then picked up a knife and began hacking and slashing at the ground.

Blood streamed down the old butler's face, but he kept his mouth shut the whole time, trembling with pain without uttering a sound.

The same thing happened to his chest and stomach.

Pulsey placed his severed hand on an iron skewer and slowly roasted it in the fireplace.

"Lord Dono! Someone has broken into the hall!" a rebel soldier shouted, kicking open the door.

"Who are they? Have reinforcements from the capital already reached this place?" Dono asked.

"No, there's only one woman, and she uses magic. We can't defeat her!"

Pullshi glanced at Dono, threw the severed hand into the fire, and found a cloth bag to fill with blood crystals.

"Tell the brothers to take refuge, we'll go and deal with them." After saying that, Dono also found a cloth bag and started filling it with blood crystals.

"Dono, do you think that woman could be...?"

"It should be right. Judging from our performance in repelling the reinforcements last time, it's very likely that Louisa is coming this time."

Pullshi was sweating profusely as he listened.

Who is Louisa?

That was a magical monster that appeared in human history, a top-level mage who could create ninth-order magic at the age of fifteen, and a national treasure that the Kingdom of Eton regarded as the ultimate weapon!

Pullshi still remembers the scene of Louisa's first visit here to clear out the rebels.

At that time, besides him and Donovan, there was an older teacher in the rebels who taught them to use dark magic.

Their original plan was for the three of them to rush up together and use dark magic to kill Louisa completely.

Donoes, however, had a wicked idea. He decided to have their teacher test Louisa's skills first, and as expected, the teacher died under Louisa's magic.

That battle left a deep impression on Pullshi and gave him a general understanding of Louisa's strength, an existence he could not contend with in his entire life.

Kodono didn't think so. In his opinion, Louisa was indeed very strong, but with enough blood crystals, he was definitely capable of fighting her, and even had a chance to kill her!

Seeing Pulsi's hands trembling with fear, Dono shook his head: "Coward. If you're scared, go check on the hostages. If something happens to me, you can at least survive for a while. But I don't think I'll lose."

With that, Dono put on his cloth bag and walked out of the house.

"Idiot, who cares if you can win or not? You've had enough of staying here these past few days, it's time to run away."

Pullshi stuffed the entire bag with blood crystals, grabbed a bag of gold coins, and fled.

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"I'm sorry, Lady Louisa, if it weren't for me, we wouldn't have been discovered."

Fala was still upset about how he had slipped and fallen and been discovered by the rebels.

"Alright, what's done is done. The most important thing now is to find the hostages as soon as possible."

Louisa led Fara through the vast castle.

The houses in Belgreid were all very simple, but this castle was exceptionally luxurious, and its scale was not much inferior to that of the royal palace in Basel.

They asked several rebel hostages about their location, but they all remained silent. Only the rebel in front of them was pragmatic and willing to lead the way.

Louisa placed two red orbs on the rebel's shoulders. If the rebel made any move, Louisa would immediately detonate them, blowing the rebel's head off.

"Why aren't we here yet? Are you deliberately leading us in circles?"

Louisa, growing increasingly impatient after following the rebels for some time, asked sharply.

"No, no! My life is in your hands, how could I dare to lie to you!"

"How much longer?"

"Almost there! Just past that corner and straight ahead is a large hall; all the hostages Lord Dono has captured are there!"

Upon hearing this, Louisa cast a "Divine Speed" spell on the group, and the rebels felt as if they were on the wind, running incredibly fast.

Sure enough, after rounding the corner, Louisa and her companions rushed into a brightly lit hall.

White candles were lit in the golden chandelier, and expensive animal hair carpets were laid out underfoot. But the hostages the rebels had mentioned were nowhere to be seen. Instead, the stairs on both sides were covered with rebels holding crossbows and swords.

"We've been tricked," Louisa said helplessly, glancing at the rebels who had led the way.

"Haha! You think I'd obediently lead the way for you, you bitch! I swear I'd rather die than betray Donoda..."

Bang! ! !

The two orbs exploded, and the rebels' brains mixed with blood splattered everywhere, but were blocked by the barrier in front of Louisa.

"Lord Dono told us to stay out of the way and let him deal with this woman, how could we possibly agree to that!"

"That's right! No matter how strong this bitch is, she can't withstand so many of our crossbow bolts!"

"Let us cut off the head of this kingdom's lackey and present it to our great Lord Dono!"

……

The rebels were in high spirits, staring menacingly at Louisa below.

"preparation!"

Under one man's command, the rebels raised their crossbows and aimed them at Louisa and Fala.

"Hide behind me, Farai."

As Louisa spoke, she took out her miniature staff and conjured a larger magical barrier in front of her.

Fala felt a warmth in her heart from those words, and two blushes rose on her pale cheeks.

"put!"

The crossbows roared in unison, raining down a dense barrage of arrows upon them.