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Mo Wang spread his hands and said to Hei Zhen who was angry in front of him.

"Uluru~!"

Looking at Mo Wang's face that asked for a beating, Hei Zhen let out a low growl.

"Wow, that sound is really scary, just like a puppy. By the way, Jeanne, do you usually sound like this when you're angry? Can you let me see it?"

Looking at Hei Zhen like this, Mo Wang couldn't help but feel amused. By the way, he also wanted to know if Bai Zhen was like this when she was angry.

Hmm, Miss Saint is angry like a puppy? That seems pretty good.

"Ahahaha, Master, please don't say such misleading things. Even I wouldn't act so embarrassed."

Joan of Arc listened to Mo Wang's words and said helplessly.

You actually said that when I get angry I act like a puppy... Well, looking at the other me who was tied up, just by looking at it, I do feel like a puppy.

"Humph! What are you two doing here now? Are you trying to laugh at me like this?!"

Heizhen glared at Mo Wang and Zhende as if he was looking at a pair of adults.

"Hey? You know a lot about this, don't you?"

When Mo Wang heard Hei Zhen's words, the annoying expression on his face seemed even more annoying.

"How did you know we were here to laugh at you? My goodness, the former Dragon Witch is now tied up in this prison, breathing like a Hakimi. Isn't this funny?"

"By the way, have you ever thought about changing your name? How about just calling yourself Ha Jizhen? I think it suits you very well~"

"You guy!"

"Gululu~"

Hei Zhen was now facing Mo Wangwang's smug face, and her breathing became more and more obvious.

"Oh! If you just wanted to come and take a look, then now you have been satisfied."

"So, get out of here right now! You can kill me or chop me up as you please, but I will never surrender!"

At this time, Heizhen said to Mowang and Zhendace.

"Ouch, don't say that. If you get hit in the face later, won't it hurt?"

Mo Wang looked at Heizhen's stubborn face and laughed mockingly.

"Hmph! Use whatever tricks you have! I won't surrender!"

Facing Mo Wang's words, Heizhen was like a noble female knight facing an interrogator.

"Speaking of which, do you think this place is too humid?"

Just when Heizhen thought Mo Wang was going to do something to her, Mo Wang suddenly shifted his gaze and looked at Joan of Arc beside him.

"Huh? It's a prison after all."

Joan of Arc didn't expect Mo Wang to suddenly ask her this question, and answered in a panic.

To be honest, Joan of Arc didn't know what Mo Wang was going to do at this moment.

Originally, she just wanted to find another self to have a good talk, but she didn't expect that Mo Wang would follow her immediately after hearing that she was coming.

Joan of Arc was a little unsure about what Mo Wang wanted to do.

It can't be that you really want to torture Heizhen, right?

"Well, come to think of it, I'm a little hungry. In that case, let's have some barbecue!"

While Heizhen and Jeanne d'Arc were stunned, Mo Wang actually started a fire in the prison.

"Master?! What the hell are you doing?!"

Looking at the burning fire, Joan of Arc was dumbfounded. Why did this person start a fire in this place out of the blue?

"Barbecue, of course. Come on, sit down and let's talk while we eat."

Mo Wang casually took out several pieces of meat, bread, fruits, wine and other things from his pocket, and then invited Joan of Arc to sit next to him.

"You bastard! What on earth do you want to do?!"

Seeing Mo Wang taking out a pile of food, Hei Zhen couldn't help but become alert.

She really didn't understand what Mo Wang was going to do next.

"Of course it's to eat, is there any need to ask?"

Mo Wang answered as if it was a matter of course, his hands moving non-stop as he skillfully threaded the pieces of meat onto skewers and roasted them over the fire.

The sizzling sound of oil soon filled the cell, and the aroma of meat mixed with the scent of spices quickly dispelled the musty smell. Jeanne sat awkwardly by the fire, watching as Mo Wang, like a magician, pulled out several more small bottles and sprinkled seasoning on the barbecue.

"Master...is this really appropriate?"

Jeanne asked quietly, glancing at the chained Black Jeanne from the corner of her eye.

"What's inappropriate about that? Even when interrogating prisoners, we have to be careful."

Mo Wang turned the skewers, and the golden fat dripped into the fire, making an enticing crackling sound. "Besides, she's so stubborn. Maybe she'll tell the truth after she's full."

"Nonsense! Who wants to eat your food?"

Heizhen turned her face away suddenly, her long silver hair swinging with the movement. But her stomach suddenly made a loud "gurgle——" that was particularly clear in the quiet cell.

Mo Wang and Zhende simultaneously turned to look at the source of the sound. Heizhen's ears turned red at a visible speed, and her chest, tightened by the chains, rose and fell violently. "Look, what are you looking at! I'm not hungry!"

At this moment, Heizhen did not expect that she would make such an embarrassing sound.

Because of her lack of magic power and not having eaten for a long time, she shamefully started to scream when she tasted this.

"Oh~"

Mo Wang stretched out his tone and deliberately shook the roasted meat skewers in front of Hei Zhen, "So the magic power of the Dragon Witch can make such a lovely sound? Do you want to try it? It's freshly roasted."

"you!"

Just as Heizhen was about to explode, another burst of bowel sounds froze her in place. She was truly starving from the continuous battles and excessive mana drain. Even worse, that bastard had actually grilled her favorite steak!

Joan of Arc suddenly stood up, took the two skewers of barbecue in front of Mo Wang's surprised gaze, and walked straight to Hei Zhen.

"Another me,"

She whispered, "At least replenish some energy?"

Black Zhen stared at the food so close to her, the heat from the barbecue making her eyes sore. Once upon a time, in that burning square, someone had also handed water to the girl tied to the stake...

"Who asked you to be so hypocritical?"

Heizhen suddenly bit down on the skewer fiercely, tearing off a large piece of meat with her sharp canine teeth. She cursed incoherently: "When I regain my strength, I will be the first to burn you to death!"

Mo Wang chuckled and handed over another glass of mead: "Okay, okay, we'll wait. But before that--"

He pulled out a napkin like a magician and tied it around Heizhen's neck. "Be careful not to get the sauce on your clothes. This is new skin, right?"

"Mmmm! (I'm going to kill you!)"

With her mouth stuffed with food, Black Jeanne could only whimper in anger, her chains rattling as she struggled. Watching this, Jeanne suddenly remembered what her Master had once said about a "furry wild cat," and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

At this time, after Heizhen reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of meat, the aroma of fat and meat instantly filled her mouth.

"Speaking of which, what kind of meat is this? Why is it so delicious?"

Heizhen was a little confused at this time.

This was the first time she had tasted this kind of meat.

What kind of meat has such a unique taste?

"Oh, you don't know yet?"

When Mo Wang heard Hei Zhen's words at this time, a happy expression appeared on his face.

"Wha, what?!"

At this time, Heizhen looked at Mo Wang in confusion, and suddenly, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Yes, this meat is actually the leftover meat from the Dragon Slaying Tournament. I have kept it well."

Mo Wang now grinned evilly at Hei Zhen.

"You, you mean! This is...Fafnir's meat?!"

At this moment, Heizhen looked at Mo Wang as if she saw a devil.

"You, you! You actually!"

At this moment, Heizhen suddenly felt like vomiting.

"Why are you vomiting? Is the meat not tasty? I clearly prepared extra."

At this time, Mo Wang was holding two skewers in his hand and waving them in front of Heizhen.

It only shook for a moment, and the rich fragrance once again reached Heizhen's nose.

"Gulu~"

Looking at the grilled skewers covered with chili peppers in Mo Wang's hand, Heizhen swallowed subconsciously.

Well, even though this is Fafnir's meat, it still tastes really good!

Obviously, obviously she treated Fafnir as a friend! But this smell! She simply couldn't resist!

At this moment, Heizhen seemed to see the dead Fafnir giving her a thumbs up.

"Would you like to have another bite, Miss Heizhen?"

At this time, Mo Wang kept shaking the skewers in his hand in front of Hei Zhen and seduced her.

"Gu~! You might as well kill me!"

Hei Zhen, who was in a dilemma, finally couldn't help it.

"Oh, the classic female knight line actually came out?"

At this time, Mo Wang looked at Hei Zhen with a satisfied expression.

"Well, it's me who made the fallen saint say the classic female knight lines!"

At this time, Mo Wang nodded with satisfaction.

"That's enough! How long are you going to torture me?"

"What other tricks do you have? Use them all!"

At this time, Heizhen shouted to Mo Wang.

"Oh? That's what you said."

After hearing what Heizhen said, Mo Wang immediately took out a bunch of strange little toys.

"I didn't expect that I would have the chance to use the things I saw from Yalilo before."

"Hehehe, next, let's start the joyful torture."

At this moment, Mo Wang laughed like a villain towards Hei Zhen.

"Don't come over here! You pervert! Stay away from me!"

Heizhen looked at the strange toys in Mowang's hands in horror, her chains clattering but she couldn't take a step back. She watched helplessly as the devilish man squatted in front of her, holding a fluffy pink feather in his hand.

“Let’s start with the basics first~”

Mo Wang showed a harmless smile and gently swept the feather across the soles of Heizhen's feet.

“Aaaaaah! Stop, stop it! Hahahaha… you bastard!”

Black Jeanne's curses suddenly turned into uncontrollable laughter, and her chained body twisted violently. Jeanne covered her mouth, her ears turning red as she watched her other self, her silver hair trembling.

As the feather stopped, she felt a sudden, cold touch on her neck. Heizhen gasped and discovered that Mo Wang was using a feather pen dipped in ink to draw a little turtle on her collarbone.

"you……!"

The tingling sensation from the pen tip made her voice tremble, "I'm going to burn you... um... to ashes..."

"You've got so much to say, it seems I'll have to block it off~"

Mo Wang pulled out a bright red apple like a magic trick. Hei Zhen's eyes widened as she was about to protest, but the apple was stuffed into her mouth. Her puffed-up cheeks and angry eyes made her look like a cat with its fur standing on end.

The quill continued to move across Heizhen's face. A turtle was drawn on her left cheek, a beard on her right, and the words "Stupid Witch" were written in large letters on her forehead. The most outrageous thing was that Mo Wang actually untied the chain at her collar and drew a small, ferocious fire dragon on her snow-white skin.

"No no no!"