Wearing uniforms of different styles, they surrounded Count Rice and served him.

There is a strange smell in the air.

These people are his toys.

Numb, sluggish, and absolutely unable to resist.

Whenever he gets tired of playing, he will choose to sell it and retrain the next batch.

As the leader of the slave trade, his slave-catching team mainly operates south of the giant city of Lentax.

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"My Lord Count!"

"It's not good!"

When the panicked butler came to the door and called loudly.

The Earl of Rice was in a state of ecstasy.

"Frizzy guy!"

"Do you want to follow in the footsteps of your predecessor?"

He yelled and cursed loudly, saying that this was his one hundred and sixty-ninth butler.

The one hundred and sixty-eight housekeepers above him were sold as slaves by him due to various oversights.

After hearing his curse, the housekeeper outside the door immediately became silent.

Earl Rice is not entirely a fool. He knew that the butler would be so panicked because something bad must have happened. You must know that this guy has been serving him for more than half a year, and he is quite smart.

Thinking of this, Earl Rice lost interest.

He reached out and pushed the "toy" in front of him, and came to the door wearing a large nightgown.

After opening the door, he stared gloomily at the butler in front of him, whose temples were slightly gray.

"Tell me, what happened to disturb my interest this time?"

"My lord, your red charm house has been attacked!"

"All the girls are missing!"

As soon as these words came out, Count Rice's expression changed drastically!

The Red Charm Spring Pavilion is his important industry in the second circle.

Among them are more than a hundred girls whom he carefully cultivated.

The consumption is extremely expensive, with the lowest level costing 500 dinars. The owner of the museum personally receives it, even requiring 5,000 dinars, which can earn him millions of dinars every month!

If you put this money in the city, you can become a wealthy person.

Before he had time to think about it, Earl Rice grabbed the butler's collar and yelled.

"Where's Luzanne Magath?"

The butler replied timidly.

"Miss Lu...Ms. Lu Zani is also missing!"

"Damn it!"

"Lauster, form a team and prepare your horses!"

…

Count Les didn't care to continue teaching the butler, and went downstairs in a menacing manner, putting on his nightgown.

All the servants and subordinates are on standby on the first floor, because he doesn't like to be disturbed when he is playing.

There was a burst of furious shouting and gathering sounds from downstairs.

Seven or eight minutes later, in the manor stables, a group of riders left under the leadership of Count Rice.

The butler was still standing by the door. He looked to be at least sixty years old.

However, the age of the natives of the Endless Continent does not count.

The existence of extraordinary power makes age no longer represent the true physical condition.

I saw the butler sorting out the torn and twisted collar.

Then he walked into Count Rice's luxurious bedroom, turned back and closed the door.

Looking at the Earl's stunning "toy" butlers, they revealed a malicious smile.

"Hmm, damn Les Kazan!"

"I'm going to let you play with the rest of me!"

With that said, he took off his decent gentleman's trousers and walked forward with the pleasure of revenge.

…

From the first circle to the second circle of Pink Veggie Street, even if the hybrid goes at full speed, it will take at least an hour. This is where the butler has the confidence to carry out vicious revenge.

When Count Rice and others rushed to the ruins of the Red Charm Spring Pavilion.

The night is already deep.

The light horseman sent by the garrison to deliver the message happened to miss them.

Looking at the ruins, Count Rice felt like crying without tears.

Many scavengers from the second circle were inside looking for property that the garrison had not searched.

Take away the damaged furniture as well, which can be used as firewood.

If no one interferes, within two hours at most, the ruins of the Red Charming Spring Pavilion will be razed to the ground by scavengers like locusts.

These scavengers did not hesitate to spend 1 dinar to enter the city to stay in the second circle. During the day, they worked as handymen outside various shops, and at night they became scavengers.

The knights brought by Count Rice violently drove these guys away.

He hurriedly checked all parts of the ruins, including the basement, but found no traces or clues.

"Walk!"

"Go to the military headquarters in the second circle of the garrison!"

In a rage, he quickly led his team to find an explanation from the garrison!

…

When these things happen.

Zong Shen was lying on the bed and being affectionate with Tasia.

He doesn't need to sleep, he can naturally be happy at night.

The little cat girl Irina was sleeping in the next room, huddled nervously under the quilt.

But his two plush ears stood up, quietly listening to the blushing sounds.

I was both curious and nervous.

He couldn't help but continue to shrink his body.

His legs curled up involuntarily.

After a long battle, Zong Shen let go of Tasia, who was already limp.

The reason why he didn't eat Kitten Girl was simple, he just didn't want to do it when it wasn't perfect.

The peak of pleasure is two-way satisfaction, not one-sided encroachment.

In other respects, Zong is a rough guy.

But in this aspect, he is still a rather ambitious guy.

After kissing Tasia's forehead gently, he stood up and stood beside the bed, looking at the night view of the city that had become slightly dim.

This city is so big, it's like a huge maze.

There are still five full days until the official opening of the competition meeting.

There is no need for him to be too anxious. He can take some time to familiarize himself with the situation in the city.

At the same time, he also remembered the Elf Eyes that he had come into contact with before.

I don’t know how the poor slave trader Bamogo is doing now?

If nothing else, he should have been punished by the dormant rangers of Elf Eye long ago.

After standing by the window and thinking for a while.

Tasia, who was lying on the bed, was already breathing heavily.

Her hard work made her sleep soundly.

Seeing this scene, Zong Shen also suddenly missed the feeling of sleeping.
To be continued...