Peggy''s feeling is very bad now. Maybe it''s not good enough to describe the witch lady''s mood. I''m afraid anyone who is framed by his colleagues will fall into the hands of the enemy. However, the little witch with green hair is not too afraid of Qili except her anger. She admits that the demon who caught her is a tough killer, but the killer is often not loyal enough. As for those who are loyal enough, page has a solution.


    "Oh Please don''t, please don''t kill me I don''t know anything "Woo..." She cried, crying so sad, so sincere, combined with that small body and innocent eyes, just like a child separated from his parents, helpless and sympathetic. Peggy''s performance was almost successful. She could see that the human knight and the elf on one side of the table were already at a loss, and the dwarves behind the table showed a certain expression of intolerance. That''s right. If Qili''s talent is her eyes, then Peggy''s talent is her cry. In this heartbreaking cry, no one can hurt her, no one can


    "Pa!" Crying, broken, interrupted by a loud slap in the face. Little witch Leng in situ, she did not know who is so cruel, can in the perfect performance of their own hands. Peggy''s question was quickly answered, with one hand pulling her hair mercilessly, forcing the witch to look up at the gloomy and indifferent face, the curse crow''s face. "Let''s talk about the rules here," said the magician calmly, with no retort in his voice. "You can pretend to cry again and die. You dare cast, die. Try to run away. Die. Don''t answer questions, die. Trying to lie, oh, painful death. I believe you still cherish your life, right? Miss witch. "


    The witch subconsciously wanted to nod, but because she was pulling her hair, she hurt her scalp, but even so, Peggy did not dare to show any pain. The reason is very simple. When she saw the grey robe, she was already in a faint despair. When the curse crow opened her mouth, the witch knew that the grey robed wizard in front of her was definitely not a good person. In front of such a person, you''d better follow him, especially if he really has the ability to kill you.


    "Don''t say that. You can only make her afraid. You can''t make her cooperate with us." The devil said, playing with the dagger in his hand, he took a look at the witch with his burning eyes, "you have to tell her, what kind of technique we are going to use, where to cut the knife, how to peel off the skin and remove the organs In this way, she can be obedient. " It''s like the butcher''s eyes that are not controlled by the butcher''s own body.


    "That''s enough." Lord hammer couldn''t see the scene. He frowned at Carus. "I don''t care if what you said was true, or if it was nonsense, but in my territory, I don''t allow you to do such a cruel thing." Then the dwarf turned to the Witch and said, "as for you, ma''am, as long as you promise not to cause us any trouble, I can at least promise you the most basic respect. Wizard, let go of her hair. "


    The curse crow angrily released his hand and went back to the window to bask in the sun. In spite of this, he and Carus kept their eyes on Peggy. As long as the witch did something strange, they could stop it at the first time. As for Peggy, the poor little girl had almost climbed to the table, and now she felt Andre''s image in her own eyes had grown larger, and the dwarf Lord''s kindness and majesty were as dazzling as the sun, compared with the gloomy wizard and the evil man with sharp teeth from time to time! I just don''t know if she could continue to think that if she saw Andre make a good gesture to carusby in the blind corner.


    In terms of the coordination of relaxation, black and white, dwarves and demons were already skilled at taking risks, so Andrea hardly had any difficulty in asking Peggy to explain everything he could say. The price was just a bowl of vegetable soup and a promise to ensure her personal safety. The dwarf is far away from the adventurer who was a little rash when he was sitting on the throne of Duke for a long time. The appropriate courtship and the comfort of words made the witch who had just experienced a great fright feel good for him immediately. For a moment, page thought it was not unacceptable to be a prisoner in a place where she could get rid of her fatal prank.


    "Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Peggy. But before you go to rest, I have to make a rude request. I can''t allow an uncontrolled witch in my own city Andre tilts his head and signals the crow to seal Peggy''s casting ability. Although the magician has not said that he can do this, liehammerda thinks that this should not be difficult for the grey robed mage. Sure enough, the curse crow took the staff to approach the witch, "kneel down." He said.


    If dignity can help him out of the dilemma, peg will try to resist. But she is very aware of the current situation, so her knee does not have any psychological burden to bend down, for the little witch, live to find Qili revenge is what she wants to do. The six winged crow''s staff tapped on the girl''s forehead under the dark green hair. Some kind of chilling force followed the strike from the staff into Peggy''s body. The witch could be very aware of this, as if she had been suddenly bound with a large group of invisible shackles.The sorcerer grabs the witch''s right hand, and a clear red crow pattern gradually emerges on the latter''s wrist. "This curse seal will make your heart explode like a smashed tomato. Do you want to use magic? You can do it yourself. Well, by the way, trying to dispel the spell will also trigger the spell seal. Good luck. " After that, the curse crow ignored her, as if kneeling on the ground was just some kind of ornament rather than a living person.


    The dwarf''s face sank with the closed wooden door after the Archduke sent for Peggy, who was frightened to cry again, to the room. "Tell me, how much do you believe in what the little girl said?" "I think it''s necessary for me to remind you that although this miss PEG may be very young, she is a witch. Don''t treat her like a human being. " Said the curse crow by the window. He looked at Lyon who seemed to be talking just now. His words were for the knight.


    The blood lion, whose words had reached his lips, had to swallow his opinions again. He was sure that the wizard who called himself the Raven was more in line with his understanding of the caster than cheese. Gloomy, indifferent, only concerned about their own interests, these characteristics make it difficult for the knight to have a good impression on each other. Lyon looked down at the table and stopped talking. When bakm saw his knight, he immediately wanted to say something, but his leg hurt suddenly, and the blood lion''s hand pressed on his retinue''s thigh.


    After looking at Lyon and the curse crow, Archduke liehammer can detect the disharmony between the two, but he also knows that the contradiction based on morality can not be solved in a few words. "Well, I think you''re tired, too. No one knows whether those mice will come back. Let''s go back and have a rest Andre said helplessly, the whole person leaned on the chair behind him and rubbed the skin between his eyebrows with his left hand.


    The knight was close to the door. He took bakm to his feet, saluted the Duke and left. Curse crow is very simple to throw a gray robe into a crow, fly out along the window. The room left only the grimacing dwarves and gloating demons, and Carus sneered, and the flame in his eyes leaped strangely. "Let''s make a bet. When do you think witches and Knights will fight?"


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