As Frost Riding Castle becomes more and more powerful, the already white life has also gained a touch of bright red. It is like the scorching sun in the wind and snow, which looks particularly dazzling.
Although Frost Riding Castle has experienced the most painful and darkest moments, although it has almost been lost in the dust of history, although it is still somewhat scattered and sparse today.
But under the rule of the iron-handed Grand Duke Pablo, although everyone did not have to worry about food and clothing, they also saw a glimmer of hope. That was an opportunity to survive, and it was the smiles of his children from time to time.
However, just like day and night, if there is beauty in this world, despicability will naturally breed. No matter where you are, no matter what your identity is.
Is it right or wrong for a thief to risk his life for the sake of his seriously ill daughter? People who lose money may also be tired of running around for life every day.
The defectors have been weak and sick since childhood. Is it right or wrong to plan to stay away from the cold of Frost Riding Fort? But if everyone is like this, how can Frost Riding Fort talk about its future?
The Killer is just a teenager. He just made a mistake in the battle and the noble became a loser. He just firmly believes that strength can change his destiny.
In the deepest part of the prison of Frostrider Castle, there is such a dark room, where the prisoners have lost their sense of time and at the same time have lost any possibility.
A thin man huddled in the corner, his limbs were tightly clasped by iron shackles, and the wounds had long been adhered to them. Several bed bugs crawled onto the back of his hands, shaking their tentacles in a show of force.
He grew up in a small mountain village full of birds and flowers, where there were more cattle and sheep than living people. It was a remote place at the southernmost tip of the Shaylu Principality, where there were more old people than children, and more deaths than babies were born.
There were almost no friends of his own age there. Because there were not enough people, he had never played multiplayer sports since he was a child. Even chatting became a luxury.
Time slowed to a standstill, and all he could do was catch bugs alone or stare blankly at the sky. He only had books that he read countless times. Although the sky was always blue, it seemed extremely monotonous.
It was the fifth day after his tenth birthday. His uncle who was far away in the main city of the Shayeru Principality suddenly returned and thrust brand-new books into his hands, as well as countless interesting anecdotes about the Kadian City.
From that day on, the young man said goodbye to his parents, left the small mountain village, and became a spy for the Principality of Shayel. Time passed, and many years later he came to Frost Riding Castle, which was also his last mission.
After saving enough gold coins, his lover also gave birth to a big fat boy. He fantasized about his future and stepped into the snow.
But during a certain surveillance process, he was caught by the Iron Cavalry of Frost Riding Castle. From that day on, the prison became his new home.
Whether it was a week, two months, or three years. He gradually forgot the appearance of his beloved wife, and gradually forgot the hustle and bustle of Qadian City.
He lives just because he doesn’t want to die. He still has a trace of nostalgia in his heart, and at the same time he doesn’t want to live up to the expectations of his family. However, miracles only exist in books and only in those lucky people.
The iron door of the prison slowly opened, so that he was the only one here. His skin suddenly broke away from the iron shackles, and blood continued to spurt out. The man was pulled out of the dark room like a pig.
The candlelight on the stone wall swayed slightly, and the cold ground was wet, as if it were soaked with dirty green moss. The noise in front of him continued to grow louder, and the man had the illusion that his hometown was behind that door.
"Good afternoon everyone, first of all, please let us pay tribute to Frost Riding Castle and offer the highest courtesy to Grand Duke Pablo."
"Prisons are the graves of traitors, the barrels used to dispose of garbage in Frostrider Castle, and the rags used to wipe stains."
"These guys deserve to die, whether they are spies from other principalities or thieves trying to peek into other people's property."
"However, death is the greatest mercy to them, and the hope of living is the carrot in front of the donkey."
The host talked eloquently, and the more than 40 nobles present laughed. They liked the sideshows held in the prison, and they liked the pleasure of blood and killing.
"Today's theme is called 'Human Puzzle'. These three buckets contain pre-prepared 'pieces', or more appropriately called corpses."
The host pointed to the three large wooden barrels beside him, and then announced today's sideshow. After the nobles understood what was going on, they all clapped their hands and applauded.
"Human Jigsaw" is an idea that was recently thought up by Frost Riding Castle Prison, and it is a new method of torturing prisoners. Although it will not stain the prison floor, the degree of blood is very strong.
The prisoners are frozen and cut into pieces, and then the nobleman with the highest bid selects another prisoner present and orders him to complete the "puzzle".
Although the winner will not be free immediately, he can temporarily save his life and survive. As for the loser, he will naturally become the "jigsaw puzzle" in the next round.
If you can get lucky and win in the end, then you have truly gained freedom. But no one knows to what extent this so-called "freedom" can reach.
"Fifty gold coins! This game is very good. Would you like me to try it first?"
"One hundred gold coins! You say this every time. The first person today should give up."
"Two hundred gold coins! Everyone, please calm down. What are the etiquette that nobles should have? Can you please stop embarrassing yourself in front of the prisoners?"
"Three hundred gold coins! This is a game I'm rarely interested in, so hurry up and start."
When the host saw this person speaking, his expression changed. He bowed and saluted, and he no longer looked as frivolous as before.
However, this person waved his hand, and then pointed at a certain prisoner. That person was the last person in the dark room, a spy from the Principality of Shayul.
The cold touch, neat cross-section, and although there was no smell of blood, the man felt that he had already stood on the edge of collapse with one foot.
A moment later, he collapsed on the ground, and a complete corpse appeared in front of him. The limbs were intact and the facial features were delicate, but a beating heart was missing.
More than three hours later, he finally became the winner and gained the so-called "freedom." However, the host's words still echoed in his ears, as if the devil was whispering.
"Congratulations on regaining your freedom again, but our Frostrider Castle does not welcome spies from other principalities, so you should get out of the city gates early."
"Oh, by the way, it's the coldest day of the year in Frost Riding Castle, and it's almost late at night. Hahaha, wish yourself good luck."
The wind and snow blew away the dirt on the man's body, and at the same time numbed his nerves. Three years later, he was free, and three years later, he regained hope.
However, the fluorescent light of fantasy only enveloped his body, unable to withstand the fierce wind and snow, nor accelerate the flow of blood.
The darkness gradually spread in his eyes, gradually sculpting his east city into ice. He always stretched out his hands, and the direction of his hands was the Principality of Shayeru. In Qadian City, there was his last connection.
Blood flowers clung to his body piece by piece, eventually integrating him with the earth. However, at this time, he was only a few hundred meters away from the gate of Frost Riding Castle.