The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

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Caesar knew that the elf lady would definitely do something at night.

The "boiling murderous intent" in the favorability status is no joke.

She wants him to die at any time. Plus, the character panel mentions that the elf lady is brave and good at sword dancing. So she will definitely not be able to hold back after finding a flaw tonight. It would be better to say that Caesar deliberately gave the elf lady this opportunity.

We must break down the elf lady's psychological defenses as soon as possible.

Otherwise he would feel uneasy when he went out on patrol.

Cesine approached slowly, her slender body lowered and slightly leaning forward, like a female leopard with silent steps, one hand spread out to keep balance, the other hand raised above her head. This short distance had already made her forehead sweat, and her legs were very painful, as if the wound had been sawed open again.

It's about to succeed.

She comforted herself that she just needed to kill the demon.

The two human girls in the cave and the goblins outside are nothing to be afraid of.

After that, she can return to Moonlight Lake with the Three-Leaf Frostflower.

"hiss--"

The stone knife drew a cold light in the air.

Although it is not sharp, it is still deadly.

However, just when the knife was about to pierce the back of the demon's neck, the sleeping demon suddenly turned over, and "click" a cold light flashed. It was not only the demon's cold eyes, but also a swinging dagger.

The stone knife was chopped into pieces.

The stone fragments hit the floor of the cave with a crisp sound.

Shana woke up in shock, looking at the broken rock in the elf lady's hand in confusion and fear.

Caesar had already reached out and grabbed the elf lady's wrist.

"How could it be?" Cecilia's eyes showed a trace of despair. "Aren't you asleep? Who would sleep with a dagger in their hand?!"

She was pretty sure she had been submissive all day.

He absolutely did not show even the slightest murderous intent and was indifferent to the demon and cooperated obediently. The demon did not show any vigilance either, which made her think that she could launch an attack at night. However, the scene before her abruptly told her that the demon was actually always very vigilant.

This is so unreasonable.

"I'm good at killing people in my dreams." Caesar grinned and lifted up the elf lady by her wrist: "Dear elf lady, you've been caught red-handed. Let's go outside and have a good talk."

"Go to hell!"

Cecilia was furious and waved her right hand as hard as she could.

The remaining piece of rock struck Caesar's arm but failed to penetrate even the thick fur.

"Don't resist in vain, Miss Elf. I solemnly remind you that due to your unreasonable behavior, the time it takes for you to return to the tribe has been infinitely extended!"

These words were like the most vicious thorn piercing into Cersinati's heart.

She whimpered and collapsed like a deflated ball, no longer struggling.

She seemed to have anticipated what would happen next.

The demon left with the elf.

Shana didn't have time to think about the fate of Miss Elf.

Besides, she was very dissatisfied with Miss Elf's attempt to kill Caesar.

"Eileen?" she called out and found Eileen leaning in the corner with obvious bruises near her right eye socket. It was obvious that she was beaten by an elf and was obviously unconscious.

"How could that elf do this?!"

Shana clenched her fists and complained angrily.

She tried hard to pick up Irene, but her petite body did not allow her to do so, so she had to settle for the next best thing and brought a heavy elf cloak to cover Irene.

The fire went out at some point, and Shana could only hug Irene.

The two girls' body temperatures were transferred to each other to maintain basic warmth, and they waited quietly for Caesar's return.

. . .

In the cave where the Goblin tribe is located.

A group of green-skinned imps are drowsy.

Another team of goblins came over and kicked the sleepy goblins awake, reminding them that it was time to change shifts. The goblins that were kicked down complained and cursed, picked up their simple weapons, while the goblins who had just returned from their shift lay down in the same place where the previous goblins had lain.

There is still some warmth here.

The moment they fell to the ground, they began to fall into a deep sleep.

"Boom boom boom——"

Heavy footsteps came.

Whether it was the goblins who were preparing to change shifts or the goblins who were already lying on the ground, they all turned on their phones instantly. They immediately stood on both sides of the cave, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, like a group of soldiers waiting for inspection.

This is what Caesar requires the goblins to do.

He had despaired of the goblins' fighting power, but he required the goblin tribe to at least have a bit of militarism, so that he would feel comfortable. Otherwise, he really had the urge to stuff all these useless things into the pot and cook them into rotten meat soup.

Their leader, the big demon, was carrying a female animal in.

The goblins looked straight ahead.

Even though they can smell the tempting aroma of the female animals.

It was not just the smell of meat, but also the scent of female hormones. This smell was mixed with fear and desire, which was the evil that all goblins pursued.

Unfortunately, none of this belongs to them, so they dare not even think about it.

The big guys are good in every way. You can give them meat to eat and lead them to kill people.

The control over female livestock is very strict.

. . .

Caesar didn't know what these goblins were thinking.

But it was undeniable that the tidy cave made him feel much more comfortable.

And the air no longer had the original stench of decay and sourness.

He ordered all the goblins to put the dried human flesh in a ventilated place, and the rotten ones must be eaten within half a day, and the caves must be cleaned frequently.

If the goblins see rotten grease and feces strewn across the cave roads, one of their companions will die suddenly at random as a reward.

Now it seems that in order to avoid becoming the unlucky guy who dies suddenly.

These goblins carried out his orders extremely well.

Caesar carried the elf lady to the altar.

Broken Tooth and Sharp Ears had already laid out a soft grass mat here.

Cecilia was thrown on the straw mat, with unshakable fear and panic in her eyes.

"Now you have two sins, Miss Elf."

Caesar's cold gaze fell on the elf's pretty and delicate face.

It has to be said that no matter whether they are drow elves, tree elves or star-moon elves, they all have faces kissed by gods. They are the epitome of beauty in the world. This kind of beauty is not a mass-produced technological product. Completely different beauty can be found on the faces of different elves.

And Cersinati's beauty is that of a hero mixed with charm and the youthfulness of a girl. Just like the look in her eyes now, humiliation, anger, regret, and she is biting her red lips lightly, like a wild cat with its fur standing on end.

To put it in simple terms.

This is a heroic beauty.

And such women can also stimulate men's desire to conquer.

Of course, if such a beauty could take the initiative to beg for mercy.

That would be even better.

Chapter 32: Obtaining Armor: Boiling Blood

Caesar withdrew his gaze; he could no longer hold back.

"One of your sins is that you, as a captive, attempted to kill your master. The second sin is that you ignored your people and even violated the contract with God. I have said long ago that as long as you can satisfy me, I will let you go. Otherwise, you will never leave, and your people will all die tragically in the invasion of the drow elves! You are so selfish, Cersinati!"

Caesar's voice became lower and lower, like the mumbling of a demon in the abyss.

When the name was finally spoken, Cecilia's face turned pale.

She was on the verge of collapse. The fear and despair in her heart were like ink dropped into water, spreading little by little until it completely occupied her entire soul and cast it into a gloomy haze.

"No, no, I want to go back and save my people!"

Cersinati hesitated, as if she was making an excuse or affirming herself, but under the influence of the enchanting aura, countless negative thoughts arose in her mind.

Is she really so selfish?

Could it be that she actually doesn't care about the survival of her people at all, and only cares about her own life and innocence?

Maybe saving the tribe is just a ridiculous excuse.

"Cesinati, your husband, Villers, is still fighting on the front lines. He hopes you can bring back the precious herbs so that he can defeat the drow. Unfortunately, you are not willing to endure the humiliation. You only care about yourself!"

Caesar's whispers were like an invisible stream of darkness, penetrating into the depths of Cecilia's heart and corroding her will. She gradually began to doubt herself, with helpless tears and confusion flashing in her eyes.

"I, I want to save my people..."

"I am not just thinking about myself, I am not a selfish person, I..."

The elf lady huddled up, hugged her knees, and her lips trembled.

Like a lost deer huddled in a snowstorm.

Caesar's lips curled up into a smug smile. This was the power of the charm aura. Only a simple conversation was needed to make people imagine it endlessly. Combined with the curse of original sin, the dark side of the heart would be aroused little by little.

There are no saints in this world. Even gods are selfish.

The reason why selfless people are selfless is not because they have no selfish desires, but because selflessness is greater than selfishness.

Cecilia is also such a person.

Her most important belief is to return to the tribe with the medicine.

Preserving one's own innocence from being humiliated is just a small selfish desire.

But now this selfishness has been magnified by her and she began to misunderstand herself.

"You want to prove yourself?"

Caesar's words were like a ray of light appearing in the dark fog.

Of course, Cecilia wants to prove herself.

I also know how to prove myself.

She raised her head stupidly and looked up at the sin.

With previous experience.