Open Your Quest Log Chapter 351

Hold the other person's mouth with the rag and tie them tightly to the armchair. After this, Barrett began to intimidate the chubby young maid in front of him.

"Sleep well here, someone should let you go in the morning." He said in a hoarse voice, "You can pretend that you had a bad nightmare tonight, we will all have nightmares. , isn't it. But when we wake up, we'll forget everything in our dreams."

Barrett raised the maid's chin with a finger. "It's everything, you know? I think you know what I mean. If someone asks you what's going on, you just say, 'Oh, I'm knocked out, Don't remember anything'." He imitated the female voice, then lowered his voice again, "Otherwise, the nightmare may haunt you again. The next time we meet, the nightmare may not be so 'gentle'."

Seeing the maid in the chair nodding forcefully with tears in her eyes, Stalker Barrett couldn't help feeling a little proud.

I really have the potential to be a bad guy, maybe I should pick up the old robber's business and raise the level of this one by the way. Barrett was very satisfied with the tone and content of his threats. As for whether the maid named 'Yeda' would really listen to him and say nothing, he was not too worried.

Because he is not a real thief, but a veritable 'secret infiltration investigator'. Behind Barrett, there is a huge organization to support him, and Vindicator Julian clearly told him about it.

After all, investigating multiple ancient noble families is not an easy task. Barrit only needs to be careful not to be hacked.

Having obtained useful information, and after a handful of bad guys addicted to the investigation, the Investigator is planning to leave at this time, and is going to the cellar to find the guy who made the strange potion. From the details disclosed by the maid Yeda, Barritt clearly felt that there was something wrong with that person. As for whether he was really colluding with the devil, just go and see.

Just as Barrett opened the kitchen window and was about to jump out, he suddenly felt the young maid behind him struggle violently, and also made a "woohoo" sound.

You should at least wait for me to leave before struggling. I haven't even lifted my leg out yet, so you start doing this. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to me! Barrett shook his head, ready to scare the hostage who didn't know how to cooperate.

He carefully closed the window and came to the young maid again.

"Why are you so rude, didn't I make it clear before, eh?" Barrett tried to make his voice colder, "Little girl, the reason nightmares are called 'nightmare' is because it makes people It's scary. And it's scary because..., it's scary!" What the **** am I trying to say? "Yes, horror! Do you want to see how horrible it is? I advise you not to do it." Really advise you not to do it.

The young maid was still struggling, and seemed to ignore Barrett's threats. She desperately gestured to the rag on her mouth with her eyes, as if she wanted Barrett to untie it for her.

"Hey, what are you doing?" There was a strong desire in the eyes of the other party, which made Barrett feel a little baffled. "Want me to help you solve it? Do you have anything else to say to me?" Is it 'goodbye'?

The young maid nodded again happily.

Well, let me hear what you're trying to say, Barrett loosened the rag from the other's mouth, "I'm telling you, little girl, you're wasting my time, so I advise you to say something useful. If so! Otherwise..."

"Otherwise" before the follow-up words could be said, the young maid took the lead in saying the content, "I'm hungry!" Her face had a timid expression.

"..." Barrett's eyes were dull, "What did you just say?"

"I'm really hungry, so I won't be able to sleep." The maid still had that scared expression on her face, but the words she said made Barrett feel like she was teasing him.

"What are you talking about? Do you want me—horrible nightmare—to help you find something to eat? Or do you want me to make you a late-night snack?" Barrett said exaggeratedly, wide-eyed.

Then he sniffed and looked around the kitchen. The most conspicuous oven is still bubbling with heat, and some potatoes, onions, carrots, turnips, and some green vegetables are piled in the corners. Eating green vegetables this season is not an easy task.

A few strips of dried bacon and a whole ham hang on the wall on one side of the oven, while on the other side are a variety of kitchen utensils. On the long table in front of the kitchen were half a cheesecloth covered in a cloth, a small bag of flour, two coconuts, a basket of eggs, and other miscellaneous items.

Should be able to make a ham omelette, with creamy mashed potatoes, and a simple onion soup, Barrett subconsciously figured it out. Wait, what the **** am I doing? Do you really want to make supper for the hostage in front of you? This is just a joke!

"No, you don't have to make it, there are ready-made ones in the kitchen!" The maid Yeda raised her chin and pointed to the side, "There should be some leftover desserts in that cabinet over there. Sleep until tomorrow morning, until someone wakes me up. And I won't say anything when I wake up, I promise in the name of the Prince of Rochester." She said solemnly.

what prince? What supper? What dessert? What is this happening! Barrett looked at the hostage in front of her speechlessly. I should have sealed her mouth and left immediately. I'm a 'nightmare', isn't she conscious?

After a moment, Barrett sighed, turned and walked towards the cabinet.

In the middle of the cabinet there was indeed a plate of square, creamy white pastry with red beans embedded in it, which should be what the daring hostage said. Barrett took out the pastry and walked back to the hostage, staring at the maid coldly, or 'Leng Leng'~www.mtlnovel.com~ Is this it? "

"Hmm, can you help me loosen my hand? That way I can eat it." The maid stared straight at the food on the plate, but she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, "Or, you can feed it to me too. Row."

What the **** am I here for? Sneak in the middle of the night and come here after all the hardships, just to feed the guy in front of you for dessert? Barrett is confused about the purpose of his trip?

Just when our stalker was helpless in a daze, the young maid tried to straighten her neck and widen her mouth, trying to bite the plate in Barrett's hand.

Her somewhat grim expression startled Barrett, reminding him of the zombies in Deathstroke who saw him alive.

Barrett hurriedly picked up a piece of dessert and stuffed it into the mouth of the 'zombie'. The next moment, the zombie turned into a young maid again, and the latter's hideous expression also changed to contentment.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces..., the feeding process continued silently like this. Neither Barrett nor the little maid spoke, and there were only subtle chewing and swallowing sounds.

When all the desserts on the plate were eaten by the young maid, she burped indecently, "Well, can you feed me some water? I'm a little thirsty."

Barrett silently complied.

After drinking the water, the young maid sighed with satisfaction, and then yawned again, "I'm ready, nightmare, come on." She said a little lazily.

Barrett sealed the guy's mouth again and moved the chair closer to the long table so she wouldn't fall over when she slept.

After that, the young maid closed her eyes and dozed off. And Barrett, after jumping out, went back and gently closed the window, continuing his task.

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