A special building stands in a desert southwest of Royo.

The building is surrounded by tall walls on all sides, and there is a white magic tower with a hemisphere every 100 meters away.

A total of forty-two magic towers wrapped the entire building into a huge circle, as conspicuous as forty-two pearls on a black line. There are four warriors and a mage in the center of each tower.

Outside the wall were guards covered with swords and axes and knights riding scaled war beasts patrolling around.

The level of these knights and warriors may not be too high, but with the fierce and fierce dark scale beast, the combat power has been greatly improved.

This is the famous Spark Prison in Royo City.

Due to the Villas Mountains, there are many bandits and racial ties, and the disasters are endless every year, the Lance Empire built a large prison with super solid defense here, which is specially used to detain prisoners.

Spark Prison has multiple defense lines. The first defense line is the outermost patrol guard, with one hundred imperial cavalry guards with dark scale beasts assisting defense. Their main responsibility is to prevent any strangers from approaching the prison and to dispatch prisoners who may escape if necessary.

The second layer of defense is composed of high walls and barriers composed of forty-two magic towers. Each of the forty-two magic towers has a huge magic ball on it. When the forty-two magic balls emit energy at the same time, they will combine to form a magic sky curtain to form a huge energy light shield, completely isolate the prison from the outside world, enough to withstand any spell attacks and support at least one whole day.

The third layer of defense line is behind the wall. The tall wall blocks people's vision and makes people confused about the murderous intent behind them.

If anyone thinks that rushing through the wall is a vast sky, then he is very wrong. Because behind the wall is a death warning area that is 12 meters wide. In this area, various magic traps and mechanisms are densely packed. Once it breaks in, its powerful flesh-and-blood swallowing ability can destroy thousands of enemies in an instant.

After passing the death area, there is also a fourth defense line, which is the protection of a group of one hundred high-level puppet warriors, twenty flesh and blood puppets and forty demon spirits.

There was only one person who could command them, and the supreme commander here, Lord Streas, the warden.

The early morning air was refreshing after the rain. The light rain that fell in the middle of the night yesterday raised the grass on the ground a little higher.

The sound of horse hooves kicking in the distance, and the crisp bells kept jingling.

A luxurious carriage drove towards the main entrance of Spark Prison. The person driving was a man wearing a big hat. The shadow of the big hat was shrouded in the driver's face, but he showed a pair of big hands waving his whip, as thin as a dry bone.

The carriage stopped at the main entrance of the prison.

The driver jumped out of the carriage and handed the pass to the prison guard: "I was invited by the Earl of Streas to meet him, this is the pass."

After carefully checking the pass, the soldier guarding the gate returned the certificate to the other party: "You can go in."

The driver waved his long whip and urged the carriage to move forward.

The gate opened and the carriage entered the prison with great steps. Behind the thick walls, soldiers were standing guard everywhere, and some trained monsters were regarded as useful hunting dogs and were patrolling around under the leadership of the soldiers.

The carriage stopped in a clearing in the prison, and it was Xiuyi who walked out of it.

He first straightened his glasses, tidied up his bow tie, and then said to the driver: "You can wait for me here for a while."

"Yes, little master." The driver lowered his head and responded hoarsely and unpleasantly.

The white building located in prison is the office of the warden Earl Streas.

Under the leadership of the guards, Shiuyi slowly walked to the office of Count Streas.

Streas's office is not too big, but it is arranged fresh and elegantly. A walnut desk with a layered goose holder and a delicate candlestick to the left, which looks like a product of the Bauhinia period, or even longer than that.

On one side of the door, there is a row of sand tea tables for guests made of fragrant wood (fastest update: the amber tea cup looks like it is made of some kind of deep-sea secret stone.

Large oil paintings are hung around the office. Unlike the Silent Island Hotel and the Lampa Club, the artworks at the above locations are just decorations, most of which are replicas and have no real appreciation value for art. However, what hangs in this small office are real art treasures, and each one is a genuine work.

Opposite the desk, there were two chairs. Xiu Yi noticed that there was a clear difference between the two chairs, one made of wooden rattan and the other made of steel, with iron rings on it.

This means that they are prepared for different guests separately.

At this moment, Count Streas was working behind his desk, with a large oil painting hanging behind him.

A young woman with a sun halo on her head and a gauze scarf was standing tall under the setting sun. She stood on a mountain top with wind and earth beneath her feet, and a faint sadness appeared in her eyes, as if she was pitying the world.

At the bottom of the picture, countless civilians prayed to the sky. Behind them, a hideous and terrifying devil was waving his long whip and rushing out from the ground, raising a crazy laugh at the sky.

This is Alec; Dortry's name is "The Saint of the Sunset".

The picture of the Saint of Sunset is a very famous painting throughout the Fengming Continent. This is not the level of the person who painted this painting himself. The key is the meaning behind it.

The creator of the legendary Sunset Saint Picture Alec; Dortry is a bard. Once he once saw the demon of hell crawling out of the Nine Nether Abyss and ravaging the world. However, the demon had just arrived in this world. A saint wearing a veil suddenly appeared, repelling the demon, and then disappeared from the world again.

Alec; Dortry thought this was the appearance of the Saint, so he drew this picture of the Saint of the Sunset.

From a time perspective, in the past three hundred years, the Fengming Continent has experienced two major events in which the door of time and space suddenly opened and the demons invaded the world.

The event recorded by Alec; Dortry coincides with the second alien invasion in time.

Because the gate of time and space suddenly opened and disappeared, only a small number of demons had the opportunity to come here. Although they were powerful, they were eventually wiped out by the powerful humans. But just a few demons came over, which had already caused this continent to suffer irreversible damage.

The power and horror of the demon are terrifying.

The doomsday theory was popular at that time. Many people believe that sooner or later, the door to hell will be completely opened. By then, thousands of devils will flood into this world, and the entire Fengming Continent will no longer be able to resist, and will be destroyed by this.

The Doomsday Sect was born and gradually became a powerful religion in this continent.

Alec; the saint painted by Dortry, thus became the savior that people long for in the legend of nothingness, and was once regarded as a holy object.

However, the Doomsday Sect promoted the doctrine of world destruction, which was undoubtedly extremely unfavorable to the Holy Spirit Sect, which was dominant at that time. Therefore, the Holy Spirit Sect sent a Holy Knights to encircle and suppress the Doomsday Sect, and this picture of the Sunset Saint Maiden fell into the hands of the sect.

Without the crazy worship of the Doomsday Cult, the Sunset Saint Maiden Picture lost its specific meaning and gradually became an art collection pursued by wealthy gentlemen. The rich stories it contains are enough to let the owner talk to the guests for days and nights.

After many twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of the current Earl of Streas, the warden of Spark.

The earl's office was filled with a strong artistic atmosphere. Even when Xiu Yi saw it, he had to admire the earl's collection and wealth.

But now, due to a bet yesterday, the Earl of Streas is going to give up the painting.

Xiuyi guessed that he must be very unwilling to accept it.

"You are here." Earl of Streas said without raising his head when he saw Soui coming in.

He is urgently signing an amnesty order.

He pointed to the chair at the desk and Earl of Streas said, "Please sit back first and wait for me to do what I have to do."

He refers to the chair with a steel ring and made of steel.

A light smile appeared on the corner of Xiuyi's mouth.

Standing in front of the iron chair, Xiuyi said, "Sir, I guess you were wrong, right? Maybe the one next to him should be the one that the guest should be sitting on."

Earl of Streas looked up at Shuyi in surprise, then nodded and said, "Yes, you're right. Sit, I'll be fine soon."

"In fact, I don't think I need to sit. Count Streas, you know what I'm doing today. I think if you are willing to fulfill your promise, you can stand up and deliver the painting behind you to me. I promise you that it won't waste your extra seconds."

Earl of Streas raised his head with some anger, and he finally stopped the work in his hand.

"I want to talk to you, the boy from the Dardanelles."

"So you don't want to fulfill your bet, give me the picture of the Sunset Saint?"

"You deceived me and designed a trap for me to drill."

"Oh, this is a serious crime."

"You publicly acknowledged this yourself at the club last night."

“I thought treating each other with sincerity is the best way to get friendship.”

"The premise is to deceive others' property without fraud."

"Why didn't you refuse directly yesterday?"

Earl of Streas' face turned slightly red. He was a nobleman, a gentleman. A gentleman could not do anything to lie in public, but this did not mean that he could accept the fact that he lost the Sunset Saint Picture and gave it to others, especially after the other party publicly admitted the trick, which made him extremely mentally unbalanced. Therefore, when Xiu Yi came to pick up the painting today, Earl of Streas had planned to give the other party a little color.

But he didn't expect that Xiu Yi had seen his thoughts from the beginning, which made his plan unable to continue.

The most taboo thing about negotiations is an opponent who does not cooperate with you at all. Obviously, this little heir to the Dardanelles family understands this very well.

"How much do you need? I can pay for my paintings to redeem it." Earl of Streas changed his tone in time.

"It's almost the same." Xiuyi laughed: "But you know that the Dardanelles family is not a family that is short of money. For us, what we lack is the recognition of the upper class nobles. We can spend money to make friends, but we can't sell them with friends."

"If you agree to give up the Sunset Saint Picture, you will have me as a friend." The warden said very seriously.

"I think friendship should be a feeling out of spontaneous, it is an emotion that feels good in interactions with each other, appreciates each other, and is willing to continue to interact with each other. It is not a transaction, it is just a means to get to know each other and maintain a good feeling. It is like I can buy countless flowers for a large sum of money to please a beauty, and finally gain her heart and her body, but I cannot give the other party money to let her sleep with me directly. The same is true for friendship. Count Streas, you cannot equate friendship with your sunset saint map, that will make me feel that you... have a purpose."

Earl of Streas's face turned red. He glared at the other party angrily, thought for a while and said, "Master Dardanell, what do you want me to do to show my sincerity?"

"That's it." Xiu Yi's face showed thoughts: "You know I don't have to ask for this painting. Speaking of friendship, I have an idea."

This sentence gave the count a hope. He asked happily:

"What's the idea?"

"Oh, I heard that Spark Prison was the most solid prison in the Lance Empire, with strong defense, but it is precisely because of its reputation that many people are proud to be able to visit Spark Prison once. I heard that there are not a few people who ask the warden to visit this place every year?"

“Yes, that’s true.”

“But only a small number of people can get approval?”

"It must be a friend I trust."

"Look, this is the problem. You just said you hope to be friends with me, right?" Xiuyi asked with a smile: "I hope Lord Earl is really willing to be friends with me."

Earl of Streas was slightly stunned, and the shrewd little heir gave him a difficult problem. If he wanted to persuade the other party to give up his beloved "Sunset Saint Picture", then he must first show enough sincerity to prove all of this.

After thinking for a while, he finally sighed: "Yes, you are right, Master Dardanell, you are my friend, you have received my invitation, and you can visit my prison freely."

When the bell on the table rang, a guard walked in.

"Take our guests around, don't neglect him," Count Streas ordered.

"Sir."

Walking out of the white building, Xiuyi said to the coachman beside the carriage: "If you go back to the carriage, I will take a walk around first."

The coachman wearing a hat returned to the car without saying a word.

"Where are you going to visit first?" the guard asked respectfully.

"Let's go around the periphery first." Xiuyi replied.

"Okay, Master Dardanell."
Chapter completed!