The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

The most common words people who travel with her say to her are: "Lady Angela, you know so much" and "Lady Angela, it seems like you know everything."

But now, Angela once again experienced the dimensionality reduction blow of lack of knowledge.

No, that's not right!

So what if there are magical fluctuations?

This demon might just be acting and bluffing!

Angela narrowed her eyes.

A mere demon can never destroy the worldview she has built up over the years.

She already knew everything!

Half an hour later...

"Gudong~" Irene licked her lips and swallowed the thick juice. Although the taste was ordinary, every mouthful was rich in pure magic power. It was said that the magic potion that replenished magic power also tasted bad. One cannot be willful when facing such a thing.

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A flame lit up at the fingertips.

Chapter 96: Take off the hypocritical shell, you and I are both beasts

Irene raised her pretty blushing face to look at Caesar and said with a smile: "I drank it all, and my magic power is restored! Thank you, Mr. Caesar!"

"Yeah." Caesar nodded, but his anger was still there.

His fiery gaze scanned the girl left and right like an X-ray scanner.

Irene's favorability is stuck at 110 and hasn't changed, but her attitude has obviously become softer. It seems that she needs to gain more favorability from other aspects in the future.

"When practicing magic in the future, be careful not to overdraw your magic power too often. Although overdrawing your magic power can stimulate the growth of magic power, too much of it can easily lead to mental breakdown. A magic apprentice like you can only overdraw your magic power once a day at most!"

Caesar touched Irene's head. After all, Irene was a mage with strong magical talent who was cultivated by him using pheromones. She was now in a growth stage where she was about to create value. It would be a great loss if she turned into a fool because of a mental breakdown.

Irene squinted her eyes, enjoying Caesar's caress like a kitten. Her soft body leaned against him involuntarily and rubbed against his hand, as if looking forward to his next move.

However, Caesar turned and left after he finished speaking.

"Ah, Mr. Caesar..."

Irene looked at Caesar's tall back gradually disappearing into the darkness, and her slender legs clamped together a little more: "I always feel empty..."

There seems to be a lack of satisfaction both physically and psychologically. There should be a next step in my subconscious mind, so why did it suddenly stop?

"Ah!"

The caves of the Troll Tribe are not much warmer than those of the Goblin Tribe.

The wizard girl, who had only a few pieces of cloth on her body, quickly picked up the clothes next to her and put them on. If she got sick, it would definitely cause trouble for Mr. Caesar.

"Huh, huh, I actually succeeded in replenishing my magic power?!"

Miss Fox opened her mouth into an O shape and stuttered when she spoke.

Angela's face was pale, her worldview was shattered into pieces, her mind was in chaos, and cold sweat flowed down her smooth forehead.

[It’s over! It’s over! ]

[When humans knew nothing about it, the demons had already developed such a terrifying way to replenish magic power, and they could also transfer magic power in such an incredible way...]

[It’s just that using human females as a seedbed is not the most difficult part…]

[This matter must be reported to the temple! ! ]

[But, how can I escape from that demon? ! ]

There was a storm in her mind.

The demon clan's trump card has been exposed, but she has no way to go back to report. When she thinks about the human army being defeated by the demon clan's trump card in the future and women being abducted and defiled, Angela's heart bleeds, which is even more painful than killing her.

Aaliyah: "What is the principle behind this? I can't understand it at all..."

Angela: "What should I do? What should I do? What should I do..."

One of them was speaking the demon language, while the other was speaking the common language of the continent, but their voices were perfectly staggered so that no one could understand what the other was saying.

Irene, who had already put on her clothes, turned her head when she heard the voice.

Aaliyah and Angela were a little dazed looking at being locked in the corner.

Before, she was amazed that Caesar had captured two such beautiful sisters, but now she felt that they were a little neurotic and not very smart, so it would be better to have less contact with them.

……

……

There was no way Caesar would leave the cave until he had vented all his anger.

He turned at a fork in the road and came to the cave where Diana was imprisoned.

[Diana Conquest Degree: 65]

Caesar glanced at the panel.

To be honest, he couldn't see the difference between Diana's conquest level 0 and conquest level 65.

Anyway, no matter how much, every time he saw Diana, this unruly lady always had a cold and sour face.

He didn't owe Diana any money.

If you really want to calculate it, Diana still owes him hundreds of billions of little demon lives.

But this is how the world is. The demons are discriminated against and have no human rights, especially demons like him who are simple and honest, who are looked down upon by humans. In the future, he can only rely on himself to fight for his own success, and he can only fight for respect himself.

He walked up to Diana, reached out and lifted her smooth chin, and clear disgust and humiliation could be seen in her gray eyes.

"I heard that the receptionist of the Stone Sword Village Adventurer's Guild is your sister. Is she your biological sister? They have the same parents, so why is there such a big difference in appearance?"

"Doraka just didn't open!"

Diana couldn't help but retort.

In fact, her sister grew up like her father, so she looks a little sloppy, but thanks to her mother's strong genes, she is much prettier than ordinary people.

"So your sister's name is Doraka...Want to know how she's doing?"

Diana bit her red lips tightly, with a trace of pain in her eyes. How could she live? In this devil's cave, Doraka's fate was predictable. It was nothing more than becoming a breeding ground for monsters to breed their offspring.

"You must be thinking that Doraka will become a female animal and breed goblins?" Caesar read a lot from Diana's eyes. He grinned, his hand sliding from her smooth neck to her full chest, playing with it wantonly: "But in fact, I know she is your sister, so I didn't touch her."

Doubt and uncertain hope appeared in Diana's eyes. If possible, she certainly didn't want her sister to live a miserable life, but the demon's words were not credible.

"I know you don't believe it, I can take you to see it."

Caesar kept his word.

Soon he brought Diana to the cell where Doraka was imprisoned.

Other female animals and slave laborers were also imprisoned here.

There are trolls and goblins patrolling and guarding around. Now is the time for rest, and the female animals that perform well can get more food.

Another goblin warrior, named Thin Dog by Caesar because of his strange body structure, came in pushing a big pot. Inside was an unknown pasta mixed with irregularly shaped batter and black bread cubes. The female animals and slaves could only eat one piece, and how big a piece they could get depended on luck.

The faint aroma of noodles echoed in the cave.

The slaves and female animals, who had been relatively quiet, immediately swarmed in front of the prison door like a group of wild dogs that had smelled something.

The thin dog ordered the goblin to open the cell door.

One of the slaves was the first to stand up and rush forward.

The next second, he was whipped by the troll with a "snap" sound and rolled on the ground, wailing. Seeing this, the other people around finally came to their senses and obeyed the rules. So they lay on the ground one by one and crawled to the iron pot like dogs.

The female animal in the front was naked, her hoarse throat letting out excited dog barks, her scratched butt swaying from side to side, and this look obviously satisfied the surrounding monsters. She got two dough lumps, and the moment she got the food, the woman stuffed them into her mouth frantically, choking and rolling her eyes, until she lay down near the puddle and took a gulp of water, she felt better. She left the 'dog pack' that were fighting for food, twisted her butt and crawled to the corner of the cage, leaning against the cold wall, she sighed comfortably, and looked at the 'dog pack' that was still fighting frantically, with a smug and sarcastic expression on her face.

Diana felt cold all over when she saw this scene, especially when she saw the woman's expression.

She, shouldn't she feel sad?

Doesn't she have any sense of shame?

"Once humans shed that hypocritical shell, they are actually no different from beasts." Caesar snorted and his light words were like a heavy hammer hitting Diana's heart.

"No, that's not the case..."

Diana wanted to retort.

She wanted to say that it was Caesar's evil deeds that caused these people to become like this, and the pride of the human race could not be trampled upon by monsters like this.

But when she met the eyes of those women and read the jealousy and hatred in their eyes, her heart felt as if it was being pricked by needles.

"Okay, time to go see your sister."

Caesar pulled Diana by the chain and walked deeper into the cell.

Chapter 97: Mental Oppression

Doroka was imprisoned in the innermost dungeon by Caesar.

This is the quietest and darkest place in the entire dungeon.

You can hear all kinds of sounds from the outside world here.

The screams of female animals being tortured and whipped by monsters, the wails of those being pressed to the ground and forced to mate, the sounds of slaves being beaten for being slow, the noise of mine carts being pushed up from underground...

When these voices symbolizing tyranny and darkness intertwined, it was a torture for Doraka.

She lives in fear every day.

I am afraid that one day I will become a slave or a laborer out there.

Because I don’t know when that day will come, I have been living in fear.

This is a famous psychological effect. Caesar can't remember what it is called, but the effect is similar to being locked up in a small dark room, or even more cruel than being locked up in a small dark room.

Anyway, when we saw Doraka, the girl was already extremely haggard. Although her clothes were intact, her face was pale and her eyes were dull, like a walking corpse without a soul.

The moment she saw Doraka, Diana pounced on her like a hen protecting her calves.

She hugged Doraka, who had a dazed look on her face, and tears suddenly burst out from her eyes. Even when she saw her biological sister, Doraka was like a lifeless doll. Perhaps she could no longer tell what was real and what was a dream.

"Damn monsters! What did you do to Doraka?"

"You are wrongly accusing me, Miss Diana. Take a good look at Doraka's body. She has not been violated in the past few days, and she has enough food every day. Her life is much better than that of the slaves and female animals outside!"

Diana checked Doroka from head to toe.

Indeed, no signs were found that Doraka had been violated by monsters.

There was cooled food in the bowl next to it, but there was no sign of it being eaten because Doraka herself didn't want to eat it.

But the monsters were cunning and Diana still believed that Caesar had done something to Doroka.

"Sister, sister?"

Maybe it was because I truly felt the long-lost warmth.

I smelled the unique scent of my sister.

The girl who had fallen into despair and nightmares seemed to finally come to her senses. She murmured with trembling lips, and a glimmer of hope appeared in the emptiness of her eyes.

"Sister, is it really you?"

"Yes, yes... Doraka, it's me!" Diana quickly responded to Doraka's call, hugged the girl tightly in her arms, patted the girl's back like a mother, and soothed Doraka's emotions.

In fact, she was not hurt any better than the girl.

But at this moment he tried his best to keep the girl in his arms.

What a touching scene...

Caesar wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

It is touching indeed, but it is a pity that Caesar is not a human being.

As a demon, you can have feelings, but the feelings must be based on interests.

He left the cell and stood in the darkness waiting silently, giving Doroka and Diana time to reminisce.

This process was not boring because the goblins had already started their post-meal digestion activities. They rode on the female animals like cavalrymen, taught them to bark like dogs, and directed them to run around the cave.