"Go in!"

Under the dim light of the butter torch, the indifferent Legion soldiers untied the shackles on the wrists for the black haired wizard with his hands tied back, and then pushed him into the cell.

"Bang --!"

Behind him came a locked sound of an iron fence. When the soldiers left, they sat down slowly and looked at the dark dungeon.

The solid stone walls and the room made of rough iron were dark except for the butter torch outside the cell; Although there was no bed, there was a thick layer of weeds under him.

There is no water seepage, no air leakage, no handcuffs and shackles fixed on the wall, and there is no need to worry about heating. It is also a "single room" - as a prison, it has been regarded as a "five-star luxury" suite.

He specially locked himself in such a "good place" to prove that his royal highness crown prince Connor was not prepared to do anything about himself. At best, he could only be regarded as house arrest.

So his attitude at that time was just to calm the situation

Or... Is it related to your identity as "Turin"?

Lauren, who slightly raised the corners of his mouth, fell into meditation, although there was nothing to do in such a place except wishful thinking.

"Are there new people again?"

A very young voice came from the wall behind him and asked Lauren to raise her eyebrows.

"Hey, you're the guy opposite!" the guy behind the wall seemed a little impatient: "don't pretend to be silly. I know you're eavesdropping against the wall - it cost a lot of money to come here. The price of the prison guards of duanjieshan fortress is not cheap!"

The voice is very young. It is expected to be about 15 or 16 years old. It is somewhat neutral, but it should be male. Lauren, who is still silent, constantly analyzes and speculates on the identity of the "cellmate".

As for why he knew he was a man... Well, thanks to the little wizard ayin, who told him some "limitations" of the sound changing potion and how to distinguish gender from sound.

"Hey, I've said several words. Can you respond a little and say... Don't you be a mute?"

"OK..." anyway, Lauren shrugged and smiled lazily, "how do you know I spent a lot of money here?"

"Hey... What's more?" the voice behind the wall was very proud: "this is the top suite of duanjieshan Fortress - warm in winter and cool in summer, plus three meals a day. Except that there is no bed, the treatment is better than the dormitory of Legion soldiers; it's no different from going to prison here!"

"Wait, listen to your tone... You're not a member of the fortress Corps." the voice behind the wall suddenly became vigilant: "and it doesn't seem like spending money. What's the big man?"

"Big people can only go to jail?" Lauren almost laughed.

"It's not necessarily true. After all, things are changeable. There will always be one or two unlucky people among many born lucky people." the voice suddenly sighed:

"For example, I am very unfortunate!"

"Why, what's your misfortune?" Lauren continued to test his mouth. "Didn't you say just now, this is the top suite of duanjieshan fortress."

"That's just because the beloved crown prince Connor doesn't want to annoy my family for me." the voice behind the wall suddenly became much dull:

"When this cover is broken, I shall go to the gallows!"

The dark haired wizard listened slightly. He felt that the man behind him might be talking about some important places, and it seemed that he had something to do with himself.

"Moreover, the unfortunate beginning of all this is actually because of a 'warm-hearted' move of a unlucky man who never does superfluous things and an additional task without subsidy, which made me the youngest flag leader of the duanjie mountain fortress Corps

Become the youngest unlucky man, plus a shameful deserter! "

"What mission?" Lauren raised his eyebrows and continued to ask, "is it related to the invasion of the north?"

The voice suddenly chuckled twice.

"So... You're really not from duanjieshan fortress." the man behind the wall sounded really surprised: "how did you get locked up in a cell?"

"How do you know I'm not?"

"How do I know... Don't be funny, okay?" although he used a rhetorical question, the man sounded very determined and had a faint pride: "if you were really from duanjieshan fortress, you should have known who I was a few minutes ago."

"Not like now... Constantly trying to set my words!"

Loren suddenly felt that he wouldn't be too boring in prison this time.

Just when he was ready to continue the "meaningful" dialogue, the iron door outside was suddenly opened, and a thin, long arched figure walked down the stairs into the dungeon.

And... The smell of barbecue and wine.

"Dinner is coming ~."

A stooped old jailer came in with a lamp in his hand and a large tray. At the moment the figure appeared, he obviously heard the guy behind the wall swallowing.

"Are you Lord Loren?"

After the dark haired wizard nodded silently, the old jailer pushed the tray under the iron fence - baked burnt bread, a whole piece of roast venison, and a pot of wine.

"The winter of duanjie mountain fortress is not very hard. Please eat more and drink a few mouthfuls of Shaojiu if you can't hold it." the old jailer's face was full of smiles: "I'll send you a blanket tomorrow. If you have any orders, please feel free to say."

"Nothing, it's very good." Lauren looked at the old jailer calmly, smiled and nodded. "You're so enthusiastic."

"Don't say that, it's what we should do." the wrinkles on the old jailer's face were crowded together and smiled very attentively

"Hey, that 'enthusiastic' old ADA over there, can you stop giggling?"

The voice behind the wall suddenly complained and shouted, "where's dinner? I'm starving!"

Hearing the sound, the old jailer suddenly pulled down his face, snorted coldly, took out a piece of black bacon and half a hard bread from his clothes, and threw it into the cell next door:

"Your dinner!"

"That's all? It's not fair. I want to be the same as him!"

"It's good to have food, and dare to be picky?" the old jailer gave him a cold look: "if you didn't fight against the family, your highness connord would have hanged you long ago, deserting!"

"How many times have I said that we are not deserters!" the voice immediately shouted angrily:

"We're on a temporary mission, otherwise we can't separate from the patrol - damn it, how can I know that the unlucky guys hit the demon army just two quarters of an hour ago?"

"Shout, it's no use shouting to break your throat!" the old jailer waved his hand dismissively: "live two more days and wait for the gallows!"

Then he went to the dark haired wizard's cell and nodded with some respect:

"Please be patient for a while, Lord Loren Turin. Lord Brandon and the old men of our Legion are here. His highness connord dare not do anything to you. You will be free again soon."

"Hei Duke's descendants will never get any unfair treatment in duanjieshan fortress!"

A few minutes later, the old jailer turned and left the dungeon with a light as if he had said nothing.

"Loren Turin... Are you a descendant of the black Duke, a member of the Turin family?"

Just after the old jailer left, the voice behind the wall instantly increased by eight degrees. People can imagine his expression just by hearing it:

"Damn it, no wonder that old ADA is so attentive... How did you provoke crown prince Connor and what's the relationship with Brandon de sallion?!"

"Don't you want to introduce yourself before asking questions?" Lauren thought about it. He was surprised by the "enthusiasm" of the old jailer, but it wasn't unexpected. After all, Brandon told him something before he came.

As he spoke, the black haired wizard pushed the liquor into the middle of the two cells along the gap of the fence:

"For example... Tell me why they called you deserter and how you were locked in?"

"... all right."

With a long sigh, the man behind the wall took the wine pot full of cooking wine from Lauren:

"Simply put, it was an accident that forced us to leave the team patrolling north. As a result, when they were raided and completely destroyed, our unlucky group survived."

"Some accident?" Lauren raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, what a big accident... I can't believe it's true up to now." the voice behind the wall became heavier:

"We found a way

A road leading to the Dragon King City, niederhogg --! "