Military Director knocked on the side door of the courtyard in the evening, and Najiya had already left.

He held the reins and hung the clan emblem beside the horse's hair - because of this, he could bring it back smoothly.

Cathy was silent, and new arrows continued to add to the trunks.

The military discipline chief stood beside him with his hands behind his back and recounted the situation. Now Arnold's subordinates in charge of the matter were not aware of the matter, so he posted the commission on the bulletin board next to the well.

The nobles and warlords spontaneously organized searches outside the city, but the military discipline chief did not specifically arrange for people to inform them. Anyway, they would return soon with their news channels.

After saying that, he waited for a moment, but did not respond.

He decided to kill those two guys tonight. No matter what their identities are, they always need to see some blood to shock other bed bugs.

The Royal Floma incident must not happen again!

"Hold on."

Cathy sucked in the flower fragrance and put the focus down with the bow and arrow in his breath.

"Did I hear it wrong, sir, did you just say that the man is holding my horse?"

Anton Weisen's round and elegant accent was elegant and beautiful. The speaker deliberately extended the word "未" to bring out the ending sound. The slightly narrowed eyes noticed something strange.

"Tell me, what is that mean thief called?"

...

【Dungeon LV2】

【Capacity: 31/50】

"My name is Adam White."

He introduced to his inmate, but the collar was grabbed by the other party, and he was swung to the ground under inertia and skills.

"Ha, young man, you..."

Before the sarcasm landed, the strong man's ankle was hooked.

Adam jumped up vigorously and hit the other party. The prisoner covered the stone bricks heavily and spoke out angry and insulted.

"Damn it!"

Shouts and booing filled the prison.

Arms of all skin colors stretched out from the cell in a mess, like a swamp water demon trying to hook the legs and feet of a pedestrian.

The Antonwesen cavalry did not know how Tygonda separated the prisoners, and just found a room and threw it in, without any concern that it was "full of" inside.

Adam and Luka seemed to disturb their lives, and the guy with scars on his neck greeted Adam's name in swear words.

The one who was lying on the ground was big and round, and the tattoo extended from his wrist to his bare head. He was very strong, but the way of shaking hands was a little reckless.

Adam watched Luca fight with another person. Although the process was difficult, he did not ask himself to help.

Those who can enter this cell will be sent to the competitive conference to participate in the exhibition competition.

Dancing with life, praising the royal power with blood, and pleasing the audience with roar and spare energy.

They have been here for half a month. Before this notice arrived, the sling was almost the final ending, and now they have a bright future.

Although it was very slim, Arnold promised that those who could live to the last day could get rid of the shackles and get out.

"You are so energetic."

The tall man on the ground kept fluttering, and Luca gave an elbow behind the other person's neck, and finally became completely quiet and became a soft stool for the lord to rest.

【Prisoner (Coma)】

Adam smiled and greeted the people around him, and intuition told him that he would have to spend a long time with these neighbors.

The chat went smoothly, and they discussed various rural swear words in depth.

The prisoners were very enthusiastic. After all, this newcomer is very interesting, good at skill, lively thinking, neither old-fashioned nor smooth.

"When will anyone come?"

"Did you see the gate? Wait until those wolves and bears, and strange things... Anyway, as long as they are hungry, someone will take you out one by one in the order of the cell."

Adam nodded and showed according to the map: It is not far from the competitive venue, and there is a beast feeding dungeon on the street opposite, with many red dots wandering inside.

After all, it was a misunderstanding. He knew that he could not explain it to the Antonwesen Cavalry, but Arnold could still operate it.

"I want to meet Captain Doheng."

"Yes, I still want to go to Princess Cathy."

"Hahaha, then I'm going to be ahead of you."

...

The vulgar words kept adding fuel to the fire while spreading, and the prisoners who were unscrupulous in the chat did not notice that anyone was slowly walking along the dirt steps.

"I'm so popular, but you probably can't do it."

This was instantly captured by Adam. Those who were close to the gate could still vaguely hear female voices and smell the fragrance of Alan.

"ah!"

The extremely shrill scream made the boiling disappear in an instant. Someone stuffed ice into the oil pan, and talked and played hard to hold it back into his throat.

"No, sir, please!"

The military discipline chief stood in front of the prison door and waved a long whip. The animal skin had a good texture. The sound of breaking the wind made the tail vertebrae numb, and the eyes and teeth were broken.

The other prisoners in the prison were huddled in the corner of the room, trembling endlessly.

The woman walked in the wailing sound, and her gait moved gracefully to a prison door-the young man in front of her was frowning and thinking.

The terrifying sound did not affect Adam. His breathing was still calm, and he raised his head and contacted his eyes.

【Cathy Langjar】

【Attitude: Disappointment and disgust】

【Special skills: riding, bow and arrow】

【Monolo: Dirty.】

"Are you a lonely noble?"

"civilian."

"How did you meet a horse?"

"Tips."

Cathy was extremely disappointed. She thought she had accidentally captured some noble or knight, but she was just a arrogant and unruly idiot.

Defend, beg for mercy, ask for help...

Obviously, it's useless.

【Capacity: 28】

Three people died.

Adam would not do the same. The other party came to the stinky dungeon of Tygonda with the unique arrogance of the kingdom. He was not the kind of person who could communicate with him.

The wail completely disappeared, the smell of blood spread, and the air was strangely quiet.

"A waste of time, forget it, you can get it back at least."

She turned around and left, giving them life was already the limit.

Luca was so stuffy behind Adam that he couldn't help but roar.

"We completed the commission, is this how the Antonwessons paid?"

The whip was pulled in through the gap in the fence.

The military discipline chief wanted to remove Luka's tongue, but he was a little surprised and was forced to do so, although the other party must have paid the corresponding price.

"Haha, I can stay here for the middle of the night, and I guarantee you will regret growing this arm."

Adam was holding the other end of the whip at this moment. If he didn't stop him, Luca would definitely have a small piece of meat on her face.

He felt his left arm was burning, and he didn't have to think about it. The whip marks were wrapped around his palms to his wrist, his skin was destroyed, and the pain lasted all night.

Cathy narrowed her eyes. The talkative guy made him a little dissatisfied, but the unrespectful man in front of her made her even more angry.

"The commission was issued by Arnold, but the Antonwesen Cavalry team brought you back. Gentlemen, I disdain what you call a deal.

I came here only because of some kind of curiosity, but your vulgarity disappointed me.

I just say a little, kneel down, offer respect, and get out of here, I will reward you with freedom."

The cell was quiet and water dripped in the corridor.

"Look, you guys prefer dirty."

The sunlight at the corner disappeared after closing the door, and the people around him remained silent.

Obviously, if this opportunity is placed before them, bow down and beg for whine...

It doesn't matter.

"Oh, you will sooner or later forget this thing of dignity."

"Young man, hey."

...

The guards came down and threw the two fainting prisoners into the room where blood was not dry.

No one was involved with Adam this night, and the shackles made him sit on the edge of the wall, as quiet as a corpse.

The prisoners felt inferior in front of Adam, and the scene of the other party refusing to kneel down repeatedly, and they thought of certain valuables, things they had hoped for but had to give up.

Dignity is as luxurious and distant as a childhood dream.

[You are respected by prisoners, and the first night in the cell is quietly coming.]
Chapter completed!