Although the injuries on Princess Navarra looked scary, they did not hurt their muscles. A few days later, the wounds were scabbed, and although they were ugly one after another, they did not hurt. She lifted the quilt and tried to step on the ground. Only then did she realize again that her body was still naked. Her original clothes were covered with blood. After taking it off when the Count of Ile de France applied medicine, she threw it to somewhere unknown.

But she had been in the cabin for a long time. There were no windows here, and she could not see anything except the bare wooden boards. She wanted to see the sky outside. Even if she couldn't see it, she could take a breath of fresh air. She pulled up the white veil covering her body and put it on her body, tied a knot on her shoulders. After confirming that the white veil would not fall, she pushed open the hatch door.

"Where do you want to go?"

Before she could step out of the room, the sound of the red knife sounded. He walked out of the side of the hatch and blocked Princess Navarra.

"Are you monitoring me?"

Princess Navarra subconsciously took a step back, and then a sense of sadness surged up:

"Ah, yes, I'm just a slave, how could I have the ridiculous idea of ​​being free? You are nothing more than the executioner and the executioner's lackey!"

"Don't be stupid. It's great that we didn't tie up your hands and feet just like you did before. If you can't figure out how to drive a hole in the boat, we all have to be buried with you."

Hongdao scratched his hair impatiently.

"Tell you the truth, we have seriously discussed whether to save you. Black Flag and White Bow both think you are a disaster, and even if you are rescued, you will keep stumbling on us; and I think it's okay to bring you back to Versailles. No matter how deep hatred there is, and if you have a big hatred, you will have nothing to do with the consul. Only the consul will make a proposal that is not good to save you first and then give you to the Duke of Brittany. The Duke of Brittany is now our ally, and if you blow the wind by the bed and break the covenant, it will be very troublesome."

Princess Navarra didn't know how to respond, so she could only sit back on the bed angrily.

"So, I can only stay here all the time, right?"

"No, the consul gave you freedom. If you insist on going out, I have no right to stop you. But I would like to remind you that the wind on the sea is very strong," Hongdao glanced at Princess Navarra's white gauze. "Your clothes will be lifted upwards and will be seen everywhere. If you don't care about the sailors on the deck, it's okay."

"Then I just can't get out?"

"Wait a few more days, the servants are studying how to clean your clothes. To be honest, I have never seen such dirty clothes, all of which are blood, pus, and even urine..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Princess Navarra grabbed the pillow, quilt, and chair beside her and smashed the red knife out.

After being in the bed for another day, at noon the next day, the Earl of France walked in with a basin of washed and dried clothes. Princess Navarra could tell the sound of his footsteps from a distance. As soon as the Earl of France pushed the door, she turned her back and looked at the wall angrily.

"I have someone washed your clothes here." The voice of the Count of France came from behind. "If you need anything else, you can tell me. There is no need to get too many things on the ship, but I will try my best to satisfy it."

"Then get me a chisel and give me a hammer."

"What do you want these things?"

"When you are bored and bored, you can chisel the bottom of the boat and let you and me be buried with you."

"Okay, I'll prepare now." The Count of Ile-de-France nodded, "But before I come back, you'd better put on your clothes first-don't you feel the chill behind you?"

Princess Navarra turned around in surprise, and the Count of Ile de France had taken a few steps back and brought the door.

When the Earl of France came back with a washbasin, Princess Navarra had already put on her clothes. She gritted her teeth and glared at the Earl of France, her face was already redder than a monkey's butt.

"Give me the things!" She angrily reached out to the Count of Ile-de-France, "I will dig a hole in the bottom of the ship now!"

The Count of Ile de France silently put the basin on the ground, where piles of hay were placed.

"What's this?"

"Forage. For raising horses."

"Where is the chisel and the hammer?"

"I learned to swim when I was three years old. I could float on the water when I fell asleep. If the boat was sunk, it is likely that you would be the only one who drowns. If you are bored and bored, let's use these hay to make dolls with me."

The Count of Ile-de-Isle of France grabbed a handful of hay from the basin and placed it on his knees, and selected two of them and folded them.

"As long as you have enough malice, you can fold these grass into voodoo dolls. At that time, you seduce my hair into the doll and stitch it hard on the back of your head, and I will be in pain and die. This is much more useful than digging a boat."

Princess Navarra was full of doubts: "Why can you let me take your hair with your ability after I fold it? I don't have that much ability!"

"Okay, please hide it."

The Count of Ile de France pulled down a hair and handed it to Princess Navarra.

"I have always been very good at making gadgets like locks and benches. I made my own locks in my sister's bathtub. It's not a problem to break a doll with hay, just follow me. Of course, the premise is that you have enough malice to me. If you don't have enough malice, the needle will be bitten like a mosquito. If the doll is not effective at all because of this, don't blame me at that time."

"Don't worry, my malice towards you is enough to dismember you and kill you suddenly on the street!"

Princess Navarra turned the Count of Ile de France in white, and then grabbed a handful of hay from the washbasin as he did:

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"Fold the two grasses in half first," the Count of Ile-de-France demonstrated, "and then curse me with your greatest malice, and scold me."

"How to scold?"

"No matter how you scold me, you can follow me - the ruthless executioner!"

"The cold and ruthless executioner!"

——"The pig trick that wastes food!"

"A pig's trick that wastes food!"

——"The ridiculous dwarf who pollutes the air with one breath."

"A ridiculous dwarf who pollutes the air with one breath."

——"A waste who has achieved nothing even after living to the age of forty!"

"A waste who has achieved nothing even after living to the age of forty!" Princess Navarra gradually became in a state of state. "I haven't touched a woman's pervert in my previous life! She is obviously shorter than me, but she always wants to be handsome clown! She even hugged me with a princess. I wonder if I will get goosebumps just by standing beside you..."

"Yes." Ile-de-France nodded, "You're out."

Using hay to make a baby is a slow job, and with the unskilledness, Princess Navarra worked for half a night and only made half a head. The sleepiness gradually surged up, and the swear words that spit out from her mouth gradually became weak.

"Put it away, we'll continue tomorrow." The Count of Ile-de-France picked up the basin and was about to leave. "Remember to put my hair away, and it hurts to pull it out."

"Wait a minute." Princess Navarra called him from behind, "Tell me the name."

"name?"

"Your name." Princess Navarra stared at his back, "If you have a voodoo doll, you must have a complete name for the other party?"

“Calolin.”

"That's your last name. I'm asking for your name."

"The name is Carolinge."

"Calorin Carolin? Do you think I'm a fool?"

The Count of Ile de France was slightly stunned.
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