In the dark basement, only scattered candlelight illuminated the surroundings.
It is surrounded by metal railings, like a giant iron cage.
As a famous thief, Hank Manan looked at everything around him and felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
Although as a prison, it is very clean, equipped with toilets and food, and there are no torture instruments hanging on the walls, and there is not even a trace of blood on the ground, Hank Manan is still willing to return to the smelly and smelly prison before.
It's a dirty and broken place, and I don't want to stay here for a second.
According to his many years of experience, the current abnormality completely means that something fatal is approaching.
Among the dozens of people imprisoned in the cage, besides him, there were also several people who also noticed something was wrong and looked extremely ugly.
One of them, a middle-aged man who was extremely strong and had several scars on his face. He looked like he had been through many battles and was extremely experienced in combat. He walked up to Hank Manan and whispered with a serious face: "
I know you, Hank Manan, a strange thief who travels between several kingdoms. He has committed thousands of crimes. He was not caught until he accidentally stole the jewelry of Princess Marton.
Let me introduce myself, I am Heto Yasar, the captain of the second battalion of the Wolfhound Mercenary Group, and I have the strength of a [Grand Knight].
I believe you have noticed something unusual here, and I think we need to cooperate, otherwise no one will be able to escape."
After speaking, he stretched out his palm.
Hearing that the other party had the strength of the [Great Knight], Hank's eyes narrowed, and after thinking for a while, he extended his hand to shake hands with him, confirming the cooperative relationship between the two.
After shaking hands, Hutto's face relaxed and he pointed slightly at the people around him:
"I think the situation is not simple. We are probably involved in some kind of cult ritual. I saw a familiar face among the people who escorted us before. Although he has gone through some disguises, I fought with him a long time ago.
I still recognized his identity when I met him. [Warlock Salt] was wanted by the church. It is said that he had an extremely twisted personality and thousands of people died at his hands.
As for the people in this cage, I observed that each one is well-trained and can at least kill a fully armed soldier with bare hands, and this happens to be the best sacrifice in the cult's sacrificial ritual...
…”
After listening to the other party's words, Hank's face became even more ugly, because although he didn't know the magician Salter, just being named a magician was enough to show that the other party was definitely not a kind person. In the mysterious
Among the group of spellcasters, warlocks are definitely the type with the worst reputation. Everyone has blood on their hands. Calling them executioners is a compliment to them.
And based on the information he overheard in his previous cell.
The person who ordered his transfer was the prince of the Principality of Marton, which meant that there was a high probability that the magician was working with the highest level of the country. This was definitely bad news for Hank and others.
Under such circumstances, becoming a sacrifice in a cult's sacrificial ceremony is by no means an idle lie, and the probability is extremely high.
As for the lower limits of the upper class, Hank has witnessed countless things with his own eyes during his years as a thief!
It is not unusual for those upper-class dignitaries who are willing to take the blame for the so-called immortality to hold blood sacrifices.
It can be said that if he was not on the list of sacrifices, he would probably be there, and Hank didn't even bother to ask about such a thing.
Looking at Hank's ugly face, Hutto asked: "The metal railings of this cage are made of iron, and each one is as thick as two adult fingers placed together. Even if ten wild elephants are brought in,
We may not be able to bend them, and it is impossible for us to destroy it with bare hands. Can you find a way to open its lock?"
In the disappointed eyes of the other party, Hank sighed and shook his head: "There is no way, I have carefully observed it before. This kind of lock is specially made by the locksmith family that has served the royal family of the Duke of Marton for generations.
It consists of at least hundreds of parts, and there is no comparison with conventional locks. Even with professional tools, I am not confident that I can open it 100%, let alone the current state of being empty-handed."
Then both of them fell into silence.
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Most of the other people also started to form their own small teams. At one time, more than 20 small groups appeared in the cage with dozens of people.
Conflicts naturally began to arise, and quarrels and mutual provocations continued to occur.
If they hadn't been suddenly transferred to such an unusual place at first sight, everyone would have felt a sense of uneasiness more or less deep in their hearts. Given their character, they would have started to attack a few times, killing and injuring several people.
It is also normal.
Creaking...
Just when they were quarreling with each other until their faces turned red and all kinds of obscenities were being said one after another, at the dark end of the corridor in front of the cage, there was suddenly a sound of the iron door being opened and the edge of the iron door being rubbed against the ground.
All the prisoners fell silent instantly. After making eye contact with each other for a while, they all looked towards the corridor.
Accompanied by the sound of unobstructed footsteps, a red-haired young man with a slender figure and perfect appearance, wearing luxurious clothing that was mainly black but covered with gilt patterns, came into everyone's sight.
No matter in terms of appearance, clothing, or more ethereal temperament, Hank has never seen anyone who can match the person in front of him. The other person has a very special sense of presence. After standing there, everything around him automatically becomes
As a foil, everyone's eyes were automatically attracted to him, as if he was the center of the world.
And he didn’t know if it was an illusion, but when the other party walked in, Hank felt that the temperature of the air seemed to drop a lot all of a sudden, and even the flies and mosquitoes that were flying in the air just now disappeared without a trace.
, just like hiding.
Looking slightly to the side, he found that Hutto's eyes were extremely frightened, as if he had encountered a ghost. The scars on his face were twisted like caterpillars, and a layer of sweat had appeared on his bald head.
Slowly slid to the ground.
Although he didn't understand what was happening to the other party, Hank instinctively understood that the danger was coming and did not dare to make any more moves. He lowered his head silently and hid his figure behind the prisoner in front of him.
Tilting his head and looking at the many prisoners incarcerated, Orshiga ignored their wary or hostile looks, and just nodded with satisfaction and commented:
"The quality is pretty good. It seems Salter is very careful about everything he does."
In fact, he also knew that the one who contributed the most must be the crown prince Jem, but he didn't care much about it. As long as he could complete the tasks he gave him, he didn't care what trouble the two of them made. Anyway, according to the rules of this world
He doesn't need to care about all threats, including magic power concentration and the development process of civilization, except for some old things that he doesn't know exist yet.
If the wanton killings hadn't caused the world to overreact and severely shortened his stay in this world, it would have been impossible for him to use his current gentle method to be a hidden boss behind the scenes, and would have jumped to the front to do whatever he wanted.
However, due to the fact that the goal has not yet been completed, he didn't really want to make any big news in a short period of time, so he attracted a large group of chaotic brave men to form a team and come to fight the Demon King.
At least until he accomplishes his set goal.
Sensing Orshjan's gaze as if he was looking at poultry waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, a man wearing a prison uniform, with an ordinary appearance and a short stature, with a wild beast scratch on his right eye, stood up and looked at her seriously.
Orshiga said:
"Let me go, I know where the treasure that Prince Liliya reserved for himself 275 years ago in the Kingdom of Marton is hidden!"
In the past few days, I have briefly read books such as "A Brief History of the Kingdom of Marton", "Detailed History of the Continent", and "Myths of Various Nationalities in the Continent". Orshiga, who absorbed all kinds of information about the world, knew that he said
What is it, but still can't arouse any interest.
The gold and silver treasures cherished by mankind have no value in the bottomless abyss, and are not as valuable as a few corpses.
So he shook his head and said calmly in a hoarse voice: "Prince Liliya? I have no interest in his so-called treasures. Those things are meaningless."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man was not angry. He just looked at Orshiga's eyes seriously. After thinking about it, he whispered: "The leader of the Wind Pirates is my biological brother. He has hundreds of practitioners under his command."
Horse thief who has fought many battles, if you can let me go, not only will it be the treasure of Prince Liliya, but we can also help you do something for free, whether it is killing or robbing, we can do it.
"
"Wind Pirates? A familiar name..."
Orshiga touched her chin and said thoughtfully.
Seeing Orshiga's hesitant expression, the other party's expression brightened and she thought he was tempted, and added: "We, the Gale Bandits, are the largest group of horse thieves on the border of the Marton Principality. No one except the regular army is our opponent!"
"Oh, that's it." Orshiga nodded and then shook his head: "But it still doesn't mean anything to me. After all, you are the people in this kingdom who best meet my standards. In the face of this value, others
It’s all of no use.”
After saying that, he stopped caring about the other person's ugly face and looked at the other people.
Taking a gentle breath, Orshiga's handsome face showed a slightly intoxicated smile and said: "The familiar smell of sin makes me miss the abyss a little. Although some of the smells are not so pure, but with human beings
From my perspective, most of you are out-and-out villains, and it should be an honor for you to be able to play a role in my hands."
After finishing speaking, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Orshiga's body automatically spread out a faint gray-black mist, turning into a varying number of lines and integrating into everyone's body regardless of their struggles.
After finishing the work, Orshiga ignored everyone who was panicking and checking their health, and said with a smile: "I hope you can hold on for a few more days. Goodbye everyone."
Then he turned around and left without any delay.
When he was about to walk out of the iron gate, Orshika suddenly understood why he had an image of the "Wind Bandits", a group of border bandits.
More than ten days ago, when I went to set fire in the border forest, I met them on the way, so I converted them...
Amen! What a mercy to me!
In the future, you will have to find a bald donkey to issue yourself a certificate to save all sentient beings, otherwise it will not be good to work without a certificate.