After hearing this, Mag understood clearly that the man in black lying on the ground had nothing to be pitied for.
"But why are you looking at me like that?" Mag looked at Camilla and frowned slightly.
"It's nothing, I just feel that this guy is impatient and hasn't had enough of it yet." Camilla raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Mag with some fun.
"You are obviously a jerk, why are you pretending to be a jerk?" Mag curled his lips.
"Shut up!" Camilla exploded immediately. Thinking of being tied to the small bed that day... she felt even more humiliated and embarrassed. She said with a cold face: "Have you brought what I want?"
"Did you want something?" Mag looked puzzled, "Didn't you ask me to come to the grove? I thought you wanted to show me some big treasure, something mysterious."
"I'm talking about all the image stones!" Camilla was so angry that her teeth itched, and the whip in her hand had been raised unconsciously.
"Oh, you said that. If you want it, just say it. How would I know you want it if you didn't tell me?" Mag said helplessly.
"Give it to me." Camilla stretched out her hand.
"I didn't bring it." Mag spread his hands.
"Snapped!"
The whip was raised in the air and severed the waist of a sloth as thick as a bowl.
"Look at you, just say no if you have anything to say. Why are you venting your anger on these flowers and plants? This is different from a scumbag. If you cut off, they will have to plant a new one tomorrow. How hard it is for the gardener." Mag said with a look of regret.
Camilla pointed the whip at Mag and said angrily: "Do you believe I will really whip you!"
Mag said calmly: "That's a good relationship. Tomorrow I will be injured and stop working for a few days. If people ask, I will tell you that you asked me for a strange photo stone but failed, and beat me in retaliation."
"You shameless person!" Camilla was furious, and the whip in her hand was neither lashing nor letting go.
She could never have imagined that Mag, who looked so refined, would be much more difficult to deal with than this stinky gangster lying on the ground.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about leaving the picture stone here with me. At most, I can just take it out and appreciate it alone in the dead of night." Mag said with relief.
"You...you..." Camilla had already raised the whip in her hand, but looking at Mag, she suddenly put her hand down and said with a smile: "You have a wife now, so you are not afraid of me messing things up." Stab it to your wife?"
Mag pondered, showing a bit of fear.
"Are you scared now? Your wife is a level 10 powerhouse. She can kill you with just a raise of her hand." Camilla's smile was filled with pride, feeling like she had finally caught Mag's lifeline.
"I am indeed a little worried. After all, my wife has always been strong and willful. If she sees the image stone or knows about it, she will definitely think that you seduced me." Mag nodded solemnly, full of worry. He looked at Camilla and said: "If she gets crazy and wants to kill you, with her strength, she can kill you instantly. I really can't stop her."
Camilla:? ? ?
"But don't worry, I will ensure that she will not see the picture stone, nor will she know about your appointment to the grove." Mag patted her shoulder comfortingly, and then said: " If nothing happens, I will go back first."
Camilla looked at Mag who was about to turn around and leave for a moment before she came back to her senses. The plot seemed to be different from what she had imagined?
It was obvious that she asked Mag out and planned to use his wife to threaten him into compromising, but now she was threatened by him and wanted to unite with him?
"Wait! I seem to be the victim in this matter, right?" Camilla finally raised her doubts.
"Look, the scene was like this. A small dark room, candles, a small whip, rope, handcuffs, leather clothes, and a photo stone were all prepared by you who was scantily clad.
And I, a neatly dressed innocent man who was obviously knocked unconscious and carried back. Who do you think is the victim?
To be honest, after I was kidnapped by you, in order to satisfy your habit of masturbating, I was forced to pick up a small leather whip and beat you.
And you seemed very enjoying and excited at that time.
Isn’t that reasonable? "Mag said with a righteous expression.
Camilla:…
Where can I go to reason with you?
As Mag said, all those things were prepared by her, but they were all prepared for Mag.
Who knew that he would turn into a guest later, these things fell into his hands and he used them all on her.
Seeing her excited face in the picture, Camila slowly covered her face.
"What a shame!"
"Okay, then I have to work hard tomorrow. I'll go back first. Good night." Mag put away the photo stone, turned around and walked out of the grove.
Camilla looked at Mag's back, the whip in her hand trembled slightly, and finally she whipped the man in black beside her.
"Scumbag!"
Man in black:? ? ?
…
Early the next morning, the cleaning man found a seriously injured ** man in the woods. There were dense whip marks on his back. If he looked carefully, he could still vaguely make out the word "scumbag". .
The person was quickly carried away by the inspectors of the Gray Temple. News came back that he was a habitual criminal with a history of molestation. His hands and feet were broken, and his third leg was also broken.
Everyone felt relieved when they heard someone was in trouble.
"This whip is quite artistic." Irina smiled and looked sideways at Mag, "What do you think?"
"Most people don't have such interesting ideas." Mag nodded calmly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
"Actually, I can also use a whip." Irina raised her lips and a black leather whip appeared in her hand.
Mag stared at the whip for a second, then pointed at the ugly duckling basking in the sun and said, "You can practice with it."
The ugly duckling, who was rolling around comfortably, turned around and looked at Mag with a confused expression:? ? ?
Irina put away the whip and said with a more serious expression: "According to the rules of the elves, if the queen is absent for more than a hundred days, the high priest will act as the queen, followed by the princess. Now the queen and Helena Since they have been in seclusion one after another, the elves have been without a king for a hundred days. According to the rules, Sally will temporarily act as queen."
Mag looked a little more solemn, looked at Irina and said, "Is there something wrong with the Queen?"
The Queen could not come out of seclusion. During this period, many important things happened to the elves and Nolan Continent, but she never showed up.
There are already rumors circulating in the outside world, some say that the Elf Queen has died due to a recurrence of old injuries, but the elves have kept it secret.
"The Queen Mother is still alive, that's all I can be sure of at the moment." Irina shook her head slightly.
(End of chapter)
