Release that Witch Chapter 132: Elk Knight (on)

Prius has been held here for five days.

Although it is not a prison cell, the transformed house and the prison cell are almost the same. The original wooden doors were replaced with wooden railings. All the furniture in the room was removed, leaving only a few blankets. The only advantage is that the room is fairly clean, neither air permeable nor rain.

In addition to him, there are four others in the cell. Three of them come from Ryan family, one belongs to Wolf Family, and oneself is Knight with Count Elk encapsulation.

"Hell, when did he want to shut us up!" Ryan's oldest Knight said, "The wheat field in the territory has not been planted yet! My mother-in-law doesn't know how to make these things." "

"Your territory?" Wolf Family's young Knight sneered, "Do you think His Highness the Prince will keep the Knight collar, let you go back to gather the horses, weapon and armor, and then wait for the opportunity to take revenge? Seriously, he did not take you These people are sent to hanging post, which is already benevolent. "

"What did you say !?" Old Knight stared at him with a stare.

"It's just telling the truth," the young Knight didn't care, "Duke is the number one inmate who planned and carried out the rebellion. He does not clean up his elite Knight group and waits for his son? As for us, naturally we are forced to The intimidation of Duke had to be on the battlefield. "

"I think you're looking for your own way!" He walked up and lifted the young man, clenched his fist with his right hand, and saw that he was about to get down, and a hand stretched out from behind, holding him firmly. .

"Stop, Halon. Do you want to attract guards?" A handsome Knight pressed his fist down. "He is right, we are Knight under Duke. When convicted, he will be sentenced to a heavy sentence. .Since this step, just wait for the result quietly. Look at the Elk Family people, and then look at your current appearance. What is your grace as noble? "

Prius recognizes him, Longsong Stronghold's star Knight Ferlin Schilt, nicknamed Morning Light, has fascinated some of the young ladies of noble family. He did a good job, and finally married a civilian woman as a wife, which was considered a riot at the time. Seeing that the other party mentioned himself, Prius was not good at keeping silent anymore, and said to the three people in dispute: "I can't leave the territory, but His Highness the Prince will at least not kill you."

"What is Oh??"

"At least the stronghold killing can still have a deterrent effect. I tried hard to get you here. Who should I show him to? His citizen?" Prius shook his head, "The Knight group has not yet stepped into Border Town."

Without come in burning and looting, the townspeople will naturally not have extreme hatred. Therefore, for the prince, killing to the townspeople is not as good as killing to stronghold noble. Without killing in stronghold, their lives will be saved.

Ferlin thought for a while and nodded, "It makes sense. What's your name ..."

"Prius Dussat."

"Thank you for your relief, Sir Dussat." Ferlin cast a thankful look and pulled Halon back to the corner.

The young man also sat down, humming the song against the wall.

He wasn't really afraid, Prius thought, but his calmness was just an illusion of pretending.

Prius knows clearly that it is not a material for Knight. He did not inherit the fierceness of his father or the wisdom of his mother. He preferred to take care of his acre of three-pointed land rather than dancing with a sword. Keep chickens and ducks, fish and so on by the pond. The armored sword holding the sword for Count Elk is really helpless, let alone killing, he does not even like to participate in hunting. Therefore, Prius rushed behind as much as possible during the charge, but unexpectedly picked up a life.

Wait ... He suddenly felt a little strange when thinking about it. As the star of Knight under Duke, why did Ferlin Schilt survive? Shouldn't he be in the first place?

"His Highness the Prince wants to see you," the guard suddenly shouted at the door, "Seney Darley, you come out first."

The young Knight jumped up, made a waving gesture to everyone, and walked out of the cell.

"Hey, what about us!"

Halon chased to the door, but was repelled by a stabbing gun in the guard's hand. Only after the door was locked did the other party coldly said, "Don't worry, it will be your turn."

Learning that the trial is coming, Prius becomes more nervous. Damn, I always look forward to this day when there is no result, and now the result is coming, but I am afraid again. He thought angrily. But the body still shook uncontrollably, and wanted to look up at the door every few breaths, just like the hope and panic coexisted when the child was about to be born for the first time.

Fortunately, the waiting time is not long. About two quarters later, the **** guard came again, "Prius Dussat, it's your turn.

He stood up in a panic, but accidentally tripped his feet on the rolled up blanket on the ground. Fortunately, Ferlin had a troubled eye and stepped forward to support him.

"Thanks ... Thanks." He felt his throat dry.

"Hands-up." The other party's voice was gentle and powerful, which eased the tension of Prius a lot.

He nodded towards Ferlin and followed the guards out of the cell.

Leading is a young guy, about seventeen years old, wearing dark brown leather armor and leather boots, both hands holding a bayonet short stick.

"Don't tie my both hands?" Prius asked.

"You've searched before you were locked in. Without weapon, what can you do."

"Where are you taking me?"

"His Royal Highness Castle."

"What about the previous person? Knight called Seney, how is he?"

The other person shrugged, without answer.

Okay, maybe he doesn't know, or maybe he doesn't want to tell himself. Prius shut up.

The **** feels very strange to him. He looks and looks like an ordinary civilian, but he doesn't have any fear when talking to Knights, and even the most basic salute is useless. It seemed as if he didn't know that if they were in peacetime, these people could easily decide his life and death.

The other person ’s eyes Prius saw more civilians running for survival. They were indifferent and indifferent, like the same soulless walking corpse, but in the eyes of this little man, he saw pride and pride, clearly a Civilians, however, have a look similar to that of Knight full of honor. This extreme incongruity confuses Prius.

What kind of environment can make such a person?

He looked around. Although he had never been to Border Town before, he still heard about this barren and deserted place. But now the vigor in the town is very different from the border outpost he imagined. The streets were moving fast, and there seemed to be endless things to do. From time to time, someone would say hello to the little man who was escorting himself. Everyone's face is full of rosy, full of energy, nothing at all like the experience of Months of Demons.

As he approached the castle district, he saw a vacant lot of more than a hundred people. The group seemed to be building a house, and there were more than one building in terms of size. The materials of the house were piled up aside, all made of bricks. Generally speaking, only noble will choose this more expensive material, but if you say that it was built for noble, the house area is too small. The already-built houses in front of the open space are almost only a little larger than their own living room. In addition, those houses are too similar, almost like they are printed from a mold. Which noble would like such a house?

With various questions, Prius entered the feudal lord castle. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start casting, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)