The Romantic Life of a Goblin

Chapter 132 Creepy

After turning a corner and entering another cave, a strong smell of blood hit me in the face, and the pungent smell instantly filled the entire space.

Elodie's heart tightened and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, trying to suppress the churning feeling in his stomach.

But when she raised her head and saw the scene clearly, her heart twitched violently, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

On a stone platform, a slave was groaning in pain as her thigh was ruthlessly cut off by Notis. Blood splattered everywhere like a fountain, staining the surrounding ground red.

In the wooden barrel nearby, there were several pairs of human limbs, including hands, feet, and other parts. The scene was very horrifying.

This scene almost frightened Elodie to scream out loud. She opened her eyes wide, unable to believe what she saw.

However, at this moment, the female scholar, who has always been more rational, suddenly discovered another detail.

She noticed that on the other side of the meadow were the bodies of two women.

Surprisingly, they were still alive! Although they had lost their limbs and only had a fragmented torso, their breathing was still weak and steady.

Elodie suppressed her inner fear and looked at these women carefully.

She found that these poor women were not only still alive, but also seemed to have received some degree of treatment.

The broken parts of their shoulders and hips were wrapped in bandages, with only a small amount of blood seeping out.

Obviously, someone was trying to keep them alive.

The women did not let out heart-wrenching howls as expected. Instead, they had strange smiles on their faces, as if they had lost their minds.

They lay there quietly, with a look of intoxication on their faces.

Notis noticed the female scholar standing at the entrance of the cave, holding a knife in her hand and nodding to her expressionlessly.

Winnie, who seemed to be helping to deal with these matters, quickly greeted Elodie:

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Although Winnie was covered in blood, she looked extremely excited, with a gleam in her eyes and a slightly trembling voice:

"We are cutting off the hands and feet of those demented slaves."

Elodie held tightly onto the rock wall at the cave entrance, trying to recover from the horrifying sight before him.

She gasped and asked:

"Why...why did you do this? Why did you cut off their limbs..."

Notis looked at her calmly without answering her question, but focused on performing witchcraft, using gestures to guide energy to stop the bleeding of the woman on the stone platform.

Winnie helped and explained to Elodie:

"In fact, we discussed this a few days ago. These women are unable to move and need someone to take care of them in their daily lives, but we are really short of manpower right now. Removing their limbs will reduce their weight and make it easier to take care of them."

Notis placed her hand on the wound on the woman's thigh where it had been cut off, and a green light emanated from her hand.

Elodie saw that the bleeding had stopped visibly, and Winnie helped cover the cut skin and wrapped the wound with a coarse bandage.

Notis stopped her magic and raised her head:

"These slaves are already unable to take care of themselves. After cutting off their hands and feet, it will be easier to hang them up with ropes, and it will also reduce the possibility of them escaping."

Her voice was cold and heartless, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

When Ilodi heard this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Her eyes widened, unable to believe what she heard.

This is simply an inhuman behavior! She was filled with anger and disgust, but she could do nothing.

Winnie wiped the blood off her hands, gently stroked the woman on the stone platform, and said softly:

"Don't worry, they won't feel any pain."

Her tone was incredibly gentle, as if she was comforting a hurt child.

Elodie was a little confused: "Won't they feel any pain?"

She couldn't understand this counterintuitive phenomenon.

Notis nodded and shook her head, looking at the woman on the stone platform with a hint of indifference in her eyes, as if she was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered:

"I used drugs and witchcraft to turn pain into pleasure, so when my hands and feet are cut off, not only will it not hurt, but it will feel very comfortable."

Her words were calm and cold, without the slightest emotion.

After saying that, the priestess picked up the green ointment on the stone table and showed it to the female scholar. The ointment had an oily texture and emitted a strange smell.

Elodie's grades in herbal medicine were pretty good, but this was the first time she had heard of this strange medicine.

Without much small talk, Notis hurried on with the operation.

She held the scalpel and cut the woman's shoulder without hesitation.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, the woman's skin was cut, and her muscles were ruthlessly severed.

Then, Notis dropped the knife and twisted and pulled the woman's arm with all her might.

With a dull thud, the woman's upper arm bones, clavicle and shoulder blade were dislocated one after another, and finally her entire arm was torn off.

Witnessing this thrilling scene, Elodie couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Although she was also a scholar in the Citadel and had taken courses on surgical techniques, she had never experienced such a scene in person.

At this time, Winnie took out some new bandages from the side, waved to Elodie, and asked softly:

"Do you want to come and help? I've asked the other girls, but they're too scared to come..."

The female scholar quickly shook her head, thinking that of course, no normal person would help you amputate someone's limbs.

The female scholar frowned and looked at Winnie. This slave was definitely not normal.

She bravely approached and squinted her eyes as she watched. After the goblin priestess cut off the woman's arm, she applied a layer of green powder on the wound to stop the bleeding.

During the whole process, the woman lying on the stone platform did not cry or struggle. Instead, her face was filled with trance and excitement.

The female scholar swallowed and looked at Winnie:

"If I cut off my hands and feet and became disabled, wouldn't it be more difficult to take care of me?"

Winnie shook her head without hesitation:

"No, didn't Sophie have all her limbs cut off?"

Elodie thought about it and thought that the Sophie she was talking about should be the woman without limbs who needed someone to feed her when she ate.

Winnie:

"These new women are demented and won't cooperate. It's very troublesome to clean their stools and urine every day. It takes two people to lift them. Although I don't hate cleaning them up, there are more of them after all..."