Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Freya ran wildly in the dark passage. She looked behind her from time to time and found that the terrifying Fire Rabbit was not prepared, but she didn't know that a black shadow was already following her closely.

Until she hit a dead end.

So the pampered princess broke through her defenses in an instant.

"Damn it! I walked through so many passages and there were no dead ends. Why did I encounter a dead end now? It's really..."

"That's really bad luck, isn't it?"

A young man's voice came from behind. Freya was very familiar with it. It was the voice of the healing warlock Kayal.

"you……"

Freya turned around in surprise, but Kayal behind her changed from his usual weak state. In an instant, he took an arrow step and approached Freya with his sword.

"Those white warriors' wave-riding chops are really useful..."

Kayal sneered, pinched Freya's face and pressed her against the wall.

The loose mage robe was also torn in the process, revealing her proud figure.

"You... hateful..."

Freya had never suffered such humiliation, not to mention that the person who brought her humiliation was Kayal, whom she usually regarded as a slave and a pig.

She immediately began to gather magic, preparing to kill Kayal in one fell swoop.

"plunder."

The man's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Freya was shocked to find that the magic power in her body was gradually draining away, and the magic had failed.

"How could...how could this happen?"

"Freya~ Your cute, dirty puppy came to play with you~ Because I miss my master, I have been following you closely..."

Kayal smiled ferociously, his distorted face approaching instantly, almost completely touching Freya's pretty face. He spoke every word as if the devil of the abyss was making his final judgment.

"Are you unhappy?"

"You should be happy! You should laugh ~ hahahaha, ahhahaha..."

"Now." Kayal suddenly stopped smiling and became expressionless, but there was a cold light in those dark eyes.

"It's time to repay your kindness to me, master, for treating me like a dog and a medicine jar."

"Wait...please wait a moment, Mr. Kayal!"

Freya panicked. The magic power in her body was completely exhausted, and she had lost her last means of countermeasures.

At this moment, she could only try her best to stabilize this man who did not know when he would escape the control of the potion.

"I used that potion for your own good. I was afraid that you would have a nervous breakdown after using [Reply]..."

"Scoff..." Kayal's scoff interrupted Freya's last struggle.

"Then, Her Royal Highness Princess Freya insulted me out of good intentions, treated me like a dog, made me eat shit, stepped on my crotch, and kicked my face..."

"And, in the royal capital, on the way to the dungeon, would you let those soldiers abuse me?"

"The way you express your love is really interesting..."

"You...you remember everything?"

Freya was stunned.

A creepy feeling rose from her toes and went straight to her brain. She didn't understand. The potion could clearly erase Kayal's memory while he was being controlled. How could he still remember it?

"Because of you, I was tortured in hell."

"Now it is your turn."

"What...what are you going to do?"

Freya, who fell to the ground, shivered and retreated to the corner. She had already seen the hysterical madness and hatred in this man's eyes.

"Freya, let's play a game."

Kayal roughly squeezed Freya's hands and pulled her in front of him.

"game?"

Facing Freya's confused look, Kayal answered her question with action. With a little force, he broke off one of Freya's fingers alive with a "click".

"Ah——" The woman's painful and miserable scream was like a ghost crying.

echoed throughout the maze's corridors.

"Now, you and I reverse roles, I am the abuser, and you, the abused, maybe you should understand what mistake you have made."

One of Freya's fingers had been twisted into a weird shape, and purple bruises spread around the joint. The severe pain caused a thin layer of sweat to break out on her forehead, and her originally rosy face became a little pale.

"What do you want? I can give you money! If...if you want power, I can make you a noble and give you a fief!"

"Woman, even if you want a woman, I will give you as much as you want! So please let go..."

Kayal had a smile on his lips, squinted his eyes, and listened quietly. Then with a "click", he broke Freya's other finger again.

In the dark maze corridor, the woman's screams were even more miserable, accompanied by some hoarseness.

"Would I believe your lies?"

Kayal sneered.

"I will break your fingers one by one. If you don't scream when you break the last one, then you will win this game."

"My revenge ends here."

"I just broke off two of your fingers to let you adapt to the pain in advance. How about it? Am I very considerate and considerate?"

"But if you even scream..."

"I know, I...I agree to your terms!" Freya gritted her teeth. She knew this was her last chance. No matter whether the man in front of her was telling the truth or a lie, she was unable to resist and could only Just do what he wants.

"So, if I can hold on, then..."

"Don't worry, I keep my word."

"After all, I am not you, Your Highness Freya."

Kayal narrowed his eyes and smiled, pulling Freya's hair and dragging her into a corner regardless of her struggle.

After a while...

"Click."

"Click."

The sound of joints twisting and breaking echoed in the corridor, vaguely mixed with the sound of a woman's whimpering in pain.

Freya's nine fingers have been completely deformed, her expression has been completely distorted, and her originally beautiful face looks like an evil ghost at this moment.

"emmm... That's really good. I could endure it until the last one..."

"You are so perseverant, Your Highness Freya."

"It seems I am the loser..."

Freya raised her head, a smile uglier than crying appeared on her tear-stained cheeks.

She finally persevered.

Fingers connected to the heart.

She used to punish others arbitrarily.

Even more outrageous than what Kayal is doing now.

She enjoyed listening to the screams of those being tortured. She knew it was painful, but she had never experienced it personally.

Now, she has experienced it.

The torture of hell is nothing more than this, right?

"reply."

The man's voice echoed softly in her ears, but to Freya it seemed like the whispers of demons in hell.

All her fingers were intact in an instant.

Kayal moved his fingers. When using the recovery method, he would feel all the pain of the injured person, but along the way, his resistance to pain had almost reached its extreme.

The pain of a broken finger was not even enough to make him frown slightly.

"Oh, your fingers are intact again... They haven't been broken yet, and the game is not over yet... So, let's start again."

Kayal smiled with narrowed eyes, looking like an affable big brother next door. He even gave Freya an encouraging thumbs up.

"You're cheating! You're cheating! Obviously..."

Freya roared in collapse. She struggled to stand up, but was held down by the man in front of her and held her fingers.

"Click!"

Freya could no longer control herself due to the continuous torture. This time, she let out a scream that was even more brutal than before.

"What a pity~ Your Highness Freya, it seems that I have won this game."

"Then, revenge continues."

Kayal dragged Freya up from the ground, and Freya seemed to have a premonition of what might happen next, and she struggled hard.

"Deterioration."

Kayal snorted coldly.

A dim purple light poured into Freya's body.

She immediately found that her legs had lost all feeling, just like those disabled people with congenital defects, soft and unable to even move.

"This is, what's going on..."

Freya huddled on the cold obsidian floor, and she found that her hands were gradually losing feeling.

"Don't waste your efforts. I used Deterioration on you. Your limbs are now equivalent to those of a disabled person."

Kayal disassembled his armor, and they fell to the ground one by one, making a "clanging" sound.

"Let's get down to business now..."

"Your twisted fingers are really ugly... I would like to help you solve it."

"reply."

The fingers were back to normal, but Freya was not happy at all at this moment. She knew what Kayal was referring to.

"no, do not want!"

Freya cried, she used her last bit of strength to crawl towards the darkness in the distance before the feeling in her hands completely disappeared.

"I am a princess and I come from a royal family. How can I be with a low-class person like you... Absolutely not!"

"hehe……"

Kayal sneered and stepped closer to Freya who was beating her to death and struggling.

"It really disappoints me to hear you say these words..."

"However, Your Highness Freya, there is really no way for a pig like you to excite me."

Say it.

Kayal used [Optimization] on himself

Then he took out a torch he picked up from a white warrior from his space ring.

"Then, Your Highness Freya, let's do a multiple-choice question. What would you choose between the torch in my hand and...?"

Freya looked at the burning torch, her eyes gradually becoming desperate.

"Can...can I not choose..."

"You only have ten seconds. If you don't have an answer after ten seconds, then I will acquiesce to you and want them all."

…

Some of the images on the screen are not suitable for children.

But Anna watched it with gusto, and Su Nian also looked weird.

There were actually people playing in the dangerous dungeon maze as if nothing had happened.

Isn't this provoking him?

However, the skills of the healing warlock seem a bit weird, and they seem to be of great use...

Su Nian held his chin with his dragon claws and gradually made a decision in his heart.

He touched Bugs Bunny's mental network and passed on a message.