usatvline Chapter 201 The Giant Stone Cave
Chapter 201 The Giant Stone Cave
anyone?
This was Entok's first thought upon entering the cave, for he saw things here that even wild beasts could not create.
That was the campfire.
The crimson-orange firelight illuminated the cave, bringing light to the once pitch-black cavern and making the scene inside clearly visible to Entok.
one two three.
There were three people together.
Entok glanced at the three men in black robes sitting by the campfire, his expression slightly unnatural.
"brother."
"Hello you all."
Even if you don't know each other, you can't go wrong by calling each other "brother" and saying "hello" when you meet.
However, after he finished speaking, the cave fell silent, which made Entok even more nervous.
"Hello."
After a while, someone finally responded to him, which made Entok look at the black-robed man in the middle with a bit more gratitude in his eyes.
call!
Although they were somewhat indifferent, we could still communicate.
Entok secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't blame the other party for being indifferent, because this kind of personality and way of communicating was very common in the wild. After all, no one knew each other and they were strangers.
But this also indirectly gave Entok the idea of communicating. It was getting late, and the later it got, the more dangerous this desert became. Considering his current physical condition, going out would definitely mean certain death.
Since that's the case, he figured he might as well try to get on their good side. So, he brazenly sat down next to them, put on a smile, and then said something rambling:
"It's getting late, it's too dangerous outside."
"I originally came to this cave to rest for a while, but I didn't expect to run into a few brothers."
“Perfect timing. Since we’ve run into each other, we can team up and look out for each other.”
When he spoke, Entok's expression and tone were a little stiff. He wasn't good at polite words, so this was all he could say.
After he finished speaking, he stared intently at the fire, seemingly not paying attention to the three people, but only Entok himself knew how nervous he was.
After another long silence, just as Entok was feeling extremely nervous, the person who had spoken earlier spoke again.
"no problem."
Do you drink alcohol?
Just as Entok breathed a sigh of relief, the other person asked him another question that he found very strange.
drink wine?
Normally, this would just be an ordinary word, but now, looking at his injuries, the suspicious Entok couldn't help but wonder if there was any sleeping potion or poison in the wine.
However, after weighing the options, he decided to grant their request. The reason was simple: he had just caught a glimpse of the hilt of one of the men's knives.
"Just drink it. With my current injuries, it shouldn't be difficult for the other side to kill me. There's no need to use any drugs."
Entok kept reassuring himself, but he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the wine bowl in front of him.
Could it be that the other side is trying to get him drunk?
No, no, I must be overthinking it. I'm a Silver Rank, how could I get drunk from just a few bowls of wine?
There won't be any problems.
Seeing the overflowing wine bowl in front of him, Entok no longer hesitated and picked up the bowl.
Gollum~
not bad?
................
"I'm telling you!"
slap~
In the land of death, inside a giant stone cave, Entok, his face flushed, suddenly put his arm around the shoulder of the black-robed man next to him. This very intimate gesture seemed to make the black-robed man uncomfortable, but just as he was about to move away, Entok suddenly pulled him back again.
This caused the man in black robes to tremble, and one hand involuntarily went to the hilt of the knife beside him.
Fortunately, Entok didn't witness this scene. But then again, even if he had, it wouldn't have mattered to him now, because...
Do you know my position in the Freedom Society?
"That's just like those aristocratic gentlemen!"
"As soon as I stretch out my leg, those female slaves will come to wash my feet; as soon as I bend over, those female slaves will come to massage my back."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Even at night, countless female slaves come to warm my bed!"
"And even if I sleep with them, they won't complain; on the contrary, they'll be grateful to me!"
"Hey hey hey!"
"Don't you think this is more comfortable than being with those aristocratic gentlemen?"
Facing the reeking of alcohol from Entok, the black-robed man in the middle raised an eyebrow slightly, looked at his grinning face, and asked again:
"Isn't what your Freedom Society is doing the work of freeing slaves?"
"how come......."
"So what?"
Before the man in black could finish speaking, Entok suddenly interrupted him, revealing an arrogant expression, and then said haughtily:
"We saved their lives, so what's wrong with them serving us?"
Shouldn't people have a grateful heart?
"Isn't their service to us an expression of gratitude? Doesn't that prove they aren't slaves, but living, breathing human beings?"
Hearing Entok's confident words, the man in black robes revealed a mocking expression. He didn't refute or question Entok, but simply continued to ask:
"Since you hold such a high position, why would you come to this godforsaken place?"
"I came here naturally because..."
"No... I can't tell you this."
When asked this question, the previously drunken Entok suddenly stopped talking, as if it were a secret.
"Don't be like this. I've already treated you to so many drinks, and you're not even willing to tell us this little thing?"
"No."
"Can't I just treat this as telling a story?"
"Um...no."
Seeing that the guy wouldn't budge, the black-robed man who had asked the question gradually grew cold. He looked at his companion and then gave him a look.
The man in black robes understood immediately, so he slowly moved closer and casually placed his hand on Entok's exposed skin.
Suddenly, for some reason, Entok's expression became extremely distorted, and beads of sweat instantly began to appear on his forehead.
"what!"
Entok seemed to have gone mad, frantically slapping his head as if he had seen something, his eyes trembling uncontrollably.
Just as he was in great pain, the black-robed man who had asked the question suddenly stood up, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to him.
Gollum~
"Are you OK?"
After the strong liquor went down his throat, Entok's pain seemed to ease somewhat, and his expression gradually calmed down. Seeing this, he thanked the black-robed man who had offered him the liquor.
"Thank you!"
"No need to thank me. If you really want to thank me, you might as well tell me about what just happened."
"It's so boring tonight, and there are two quiet guys next to me. I just want to hear someone talk."
Perhaps it was because the man in black robes had eased his pain, or perhaps it was because the bowl of wine had made him even more drunk, but Entok's eyes narrowed, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again, his face flushed.