Torture Officer Xiao Jie Just Wants to Fish

Thank you, good brothers!

After midnight today, I will recount the monthly pass and blades!

Brothers, please give me another shot!

Thank you!

213 Casserole is the most warm food

While the kitchen of the torture tower was in full swing, in the Golden Iris torture room, Dorothy woke up slowly under the careful care of Tina and Isabella.

Looking at the gorgeous decoration with a familiar style, the wooden floor, the simple ceiling, the warm lighting and the room frame mixed with wood and stone, and feeling the bed made of soft velvet under her body, Dorothy, who was already in a trance, was even more A somewhat confused look appeared.

"I'm... where?"

Slowly getting up from the bed, she saw Tina in maid outfit and Isabella in casual clothes.

The two of them looked at Dorothy who woke up, and they both showed joyful expressions.

"Oh—are you awake?"

Tina said kindly, and continued to maintain the operation of the operation, and continued to restore Dorothy's vitality and spiritual power.

And Isabella, who was standing a little farther away, also took two steps forward, handed her a warm wet towel, and said, "Wipe your face first... This is the town of Harland, where you are located." The place is the torture tower of the demons, and it is also where Rose, the lord of this town, lives...you should have seen her."

"Is that the succubus who calls herself 'Kurulu'?" Dorothy digested Isabella's words after taking the towel, looked at Tina and Isabella, and seemed a little depressed, "Sure enough ...I still fell into the hands of the demons."

She also apparently recalled what happened, and recognized the two men.

Tina, the elf princess, had been acting together with Rose in the demiplane before, and Isabella... As the crown prince of Golden Iris, it was impossible for her not to know this rookie general of the Ruiman Empire.

"What do you mean by 'falling into the hands of the demons'?" Listening to Dorothy's tone, Tina was obviously a little unhappy, and continued to maintain the spell while dissatisfied with her. I just saved your life—and it was those fellow clansmen in your hometown who did something that wanted to put you to death!"

Rose also briefly told Tina and Isabella what might have happened to Dorothy, so the two of them understood Dorothy's situation.

Hearing what Tina said, seeing Dorothy's mood became more depressed, Isabella also smoothed things over.

"Okay, Tina... how can she understand this now," Isabella said, looking at Dorothy, "don't worry, you will find out after living here for a while, following Luo Your Excellency Si, it might not be a good thing."

Isabella said so, of course Dorothy still didn't believe it.

She sighed and coughed lightly.

"Ahem... Your Excellency Isabella, it seems that you have also been brainwashed."

"Master Rose wouldn't use such despicable methods as brainwashing!"

Tina continued to protest dissatisfied.

Isabella also shrugged, and continued: "Give her some time, Tina."

And Dorothy also sighed when she heard the conversation between the two.

Although I didn't believe what Isabella said, in fact, because I had contacted Rose in the demiplane before, Dorothy was not like Tina and Isabella when they first came to the torture department. In that way, it is a completely contradictory attitude towards Rose.

In addition, Dorothy's life in Golden Iris is much worse than Tina and Isabella...

When Tina put the fact that Rose had saved her life before Dorothy, the little girl was even a little shaken.

"Well, maybe it's really a good thing, whether brainwashing is real or not."

Dorothy said with a sigh.

"At least in that case, I should have someone willing to trust..."

She recalled the strange and strange power fluctuations that came out of the scroll when she tore it, and couldn't help but close her eyes.

What was destroyed by that seventh-level magic was not only her consciousness, but also her last trace of nostalgia for Golden Iris.

Originally, I thought that Sister Jialan, who grew up with me, was someone I could trust...

Originally thought that Aunt Maria, who used to love her so much, would not kill her...

But now it seems that everything is still an unrealistic fantasy.

Since the mother fell asleep, everything has actually been irreversible.

It's like it's impossible for a mother to wake up.

Only I still hold such unrealistic fantasies...

Perhaps, I should really die in that magic, or die in a demiplane.

Thinking of this, Dorothy's eyes darkened.

Realizing that the little girl's emotions seemed to have fallen to the bottom, Tina and Isabella also looked at each other, feeling a little headache.

"What's going on... Am I talking too hard?"

Pulling Isabella aside, Tina asked in a low voice.

This elf is only a little demented when it comes to Rose. She still has a conscience in essence. Seeing Dorothy like this, she can't help but feel a little guilty.

"It should have nothing to do with you," Isabella shook her head, "Think about what happened to her, didn't you just say that—betrayed by the person she trusted the most, and by a 'demon' who stood against her?" Clan' was rescued, and Jin Yuanwei seems to have been fighting fiercely... How uncomfortable you were when you were captured, she must have suffered even more."

"I understand, that's the end of the matter," Tina probably understood after Isabella's prompting, and also sighed slightly, "I can only wait for Master Rose to enlighten her."

"Indeed," Isabella also nodded, showing a determined look, "We two can't do anything, it would be better to let Rose do all of this... I believe that Rose has such power, It can make her out of underestimation!"

After mentioning Rose, the two suddenly felt at ease again.

Although Dorothy's condition looks bad, so what.

Everything was going to be all right, as long as Rose was around--given Rose a little time, she would make Dorothy realize that too.

And when the two of them were thinking this way, they seemed to feel their needs, and the door of the Golden Iris torture room was pushed open just right at this time.

Wearing thick magic heat-insulating gloves, Rose walked in carrying a casserole pot. The edge of the lid of the heavy-textured casserole pot was slightly steaming, and a strange fragrance could be smelled faintly.

Behind Rose followed Kanol, who had a bastard on his head and a plate of fruit cakes in his hand.

"Is she awake?"

Rose looked at Isabella and Tina standing near the door, and asked in a low voice.

"I've woken up, but... I'm not in a good state and mood."

Tina answered truthfully.

"I'm sure I'm in a bad mood. I just narrowly escaped death," Rose shrugged, showing a confident smile, "But it doesn't matter, casserole stew is the food that makes people feel warm and happy the most!"

214 I want to live

Dorothy, who was still in a slump, didn't notice Rose's arrival at the first time.

Knowing that the scent from the casserole penetrated into Dorothy's nostrils, the girl raised her head and saw the succubus with the casserole in front of her eyes.

"Oh, miss, you look good."

Rose looked at Dorothy and said with a smile, while putting the casserole on the small table at the end of the bed.

The traditional bed of Golden Iris is like this. It is somewhat similar to the structure of a kang. The end of the wide and soft bed is connected to a harder piece, on which is a small square table that can be used for drinking tea.

Rose likes this seemingly comfortable structure very much—as long as she wants, she can wake up and eat directly on the bed, and lie back when she is full.

Although not healthy, but very happy.

Of course, people in the Golden Iris Kingdom basically didn't use this kind of small table as a dining table. Most of them just drank tea and chatted, and at most ate refreshments and fruits.

Only Rose would use it as a dining table.

Now, Dorothy has come to Rose's territory, so naturally she has no choice.

"what is this?"

Leaning halfway against the fence inside the bed, Dorothy sniffed the aroma that made her move her index finger, and looked at the casserole on the small table that looked like a pot or a small basin, with a wet towel on the handle. asked curiously.

She was not curious because she was hungry, and Dorothy was not a person who cared too much about food.

The reason why she was curious was because the little girl felt a strong wave of magic power coming from the pot.

As a warlock, she also dabbled in Potions.

So Dorothy could feel the fluctuations coming from this small casserole, just like a pot of ninth-level potion.

However, no potion has the aroma of food.

So this uncommon sense phenomenon made Dorothy very curious.

He turned his head to go into the pot, but what he saw was something strange.

The sauce-colored thick soup exuding a rich aroma is still bubbling and bubbling. The hot steam mixes the aroma of various vegetables and meat together with the rich flavor of spices, and the half-soaked soup is all After soaking up the juice, there are also various sauce-colored ingredients, carrots, yams, cabbage, spinach, fish balls, beef rolls, lamb slices, pork belly, poached eggs, tofu, ribs...all the ingredients look soft and glutinous. Rotten, the meat looks like it has been stewed until it is completely flavorful and boneless.

Under the illumination of the light, the soup and ingredients exude a soft, moist and luscious luster.

"Oh--this, it's a herbal diet invented by myself, and it's stewed while it's hot. It's my bottom dish," Rose pulled out a white porcelain bowl and wooden spoon, Scoop a large spoonful from the casserole into a bowl and place it on the table in front of Dorothy, "However, be careful of burning your mouth."

"I'm not asking about the name of this dish..."

Dorothy sighed, but still took the china bowl and spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it around her mouth, and put it in her mouth.

The thought of whether this succubus might be harming him only flashed for a moment.

After all... what value is there to this succubus who is powerful enough to face evil gods and strange enough to use the power of the holy light?

Although this soup contains fluctuations comparable to potions, it still looks really delicious.

Even if it was really a deadly potion, Dorothy would admit it.

And after this hot soup entered the mouth, the scorching temperature caused pain on the tip of the tongue for an instant, but then there was a strange feeling that permeated the entire mouth.

"Very delicious……"

Dorothy said involuntarily.

The memories about the past, betrayal, and Golden Iris in my mind seemed to be temporarily sealed.

Her body, which is so weak that it is difficult to bring her "enjoyment", has awakened the most primitive desire for a long time.

Even the most exquisite delicacies prepared by the top chefs in the palace of the Golden Iris King's Capital, in the mouth of this cursed and sickly tormented girl, it tastes like chewing wax.

She was just eating to survive.

But now, she felt the long-lost impulse.