Unlike the noisy and exciting pomp and circumstance on the field, the underground slave exchange was a different scene. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the security room, Zenas looked at the captain of the guard who was lying in a pool of blood and bowed his head.

"Lord Zenas!" said the balding Moon softly, "with all due respect, you don't deserve to grieve for such a fellow. ”

"Exactly, Moon is right, these guys are the vampires of the Empire!Greedily sucking the nutrients of the entire Empire into their disgusting stomachs!" Nick, who had escaped from prison with Charlotte for a while, was also here, and for the bearded former mercenary, the rusty smell of blood was nothing more than a routine for him.

Zenas shook his head, "No, I'm not mourning for him. I am in silent mourning for the Empire......"

The handsome knight sighed with a complicated expression, "It's really ironic that the knight who once swore allegiance has become today's rebel party, and even the bell-ringer of the death knell of the empire." ”

There was silence in the security room, and perhaps all the comfort of the former model of knighthood was pale and superfluous at the moment.

Just as all the knightly nobility could not guess what he was thinking, most of the lighthouse people present could not guess what he was thinking. I don't understand why he abandoned his rich life and glorious family name, and chose this path destined to be full of thorns.

Is it for the sake of that wild ambition, or is it really for the voice of the people, as he says?

"Hmph, Zenas, don't think of yourself so great!" sneered to the kind of ordinary young man who was thrown into the crowd and immediately disappeared, "to tell you the truth, even if you don't do anything, the death knell of the empire will ring!"

It was the Broken Mouth Assassin Judson Bell who was incompatible with Charlotte, and perhaps for the unusually young Assassin, this was the only way he could make his presence felt.

"If you don't want to do it, you can turn back now. Let history go on its own trajectory! Let some seemingly virtuous monarch ascend to the throne, ha! Maybe that person is Marcus, maybe it will be Lawrence of the North, or even that low-mouthed Charlotte! It doesn't matter who he is! Anyway, in the end, sooner or later, their mediocre descendants will make trouble for the new people of the empire!"

Judson's hands swayed from side to side like an old driver on the steering wheel, "And then there will be a new wise ruler who will overthrow the empire......!" It doesn't matter, it's the people who suffer anyway, the old families like Clayderman, who always guarantee a glorious and prosperous life!"

"Shut up!" the former mercenary Nick scolded, in a low voice, "Sometimes I can't stand you, can't you just shut up like a man?"

"Hey, you dirty old fellow, don't you see that I'm enlightening Zenas, the former Mr. Knight needs a spiritual mentor, and I'm the right one!" Judson probably won't be able to shut his mouth in his life.

"It's you, the assassin with water in your head!?" retorted Nick subconsciously wiping his tangled beard and angrily.

"That's enough!" Zenas scolded, dissatisfied.

Although they had only been together for a short time, it was clear that Zenas's prestige among these people had been initially established. Everyone, including the broken-mouthed Judson, kept their mouths shut.

"Judson is right! I'm so irrational, the people will never be able to usher in stability and freedom unless the empire is fundamentally changed!" Zenas saw Judson's smug grin, and he pointed at his nose before the latter could speak, warning, "But one thing Nick is right, you shut your mouth for me! now, now!

Judson raised his eyebrows and bowed exaggeratedly, "Yes, Chief!"

At this moment, a violent vibration suddenly came from the entire underground area.

The stone fortress that reached the ground was tumbling with mud and rock, and the violent shaking caused the peanut tray in the garrison room to shatter. Outside the door, there was the noisy chatter of the guards.

"What happened? Did the earthquake happen?" Nick asked, steady, surprised, "We can't be so unlucky!?"

Moon, who had not participated in the discussion, walked quickly to the window of the guard room, and he looked out through the barred window, and for a moment he leaned his neck back like a child who had seen a ghost.

"Lord Zenas, come and see, what is that!?" Moon, who had always been calm, couldn't help but panic.

The group leaned in front of the window to look around, and suddenly the sound of inhalation was endless.

I saw a large, intertwined black tendrils churning in the dome of the underground slave quarter, tentatively poking out thick tendrils, and when it sensed the hollow underground, it retracted like a thinking monster.

Then a two-meter-diameter hole appeared, and dirt fell from the cavern with a rotten scent, causing the slaves in the underground area to let out an apocalyptic wail.

The same scene appeared in different areas of the vast underground area, and the roots did not attack any living creatures or buildings, but even the inadvertent wriggling caused the entire underground area to shake.

"Shhh

"Can't you have a brain, stupid assassin!" Nick subconsciously retorted, "Who is black and coarse to such an inhuman level!, and every gladiatorial tournament will have a big meeting!? Even if the Clegghorn family doesn't have to be embarrassed, they can't do such stupid things!"

"Maybe it's the Giants!" Judson muttered in disbelief.

But thanks to these two people, the people of the lighthouse, who were originally panicked by this scene beyond reality, finally stabilized their emotions.

Zenas looked at Moon with a serious expression and asked in a loud voice, "What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know!" Moon straightened his collar, a way he had always liked to calm his emotions, "but maybe it's the ability of some professional invited by Maysfield." ”

"What do you mean!?"

Hearing Zenas's questioning, Moon succinctly and quickly recounted what he knew.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the usually calm Zenas patting the stone wall in annoyance.

"Damn! you've done such a thing! Help those ugly political prisoners murder a real knight!" Zenas slammed his fist into the stone wall, letting out angry sounds.

Moon calmly retorted, "Then what should I do? I don't want to do such a thing! But for the sake of these poor slaves, for the sake of our ideals and causes, please tell me! What shall I do!?"

Nick grabbed Zenas's wall-smashing hand, "Brother Moon is right! Don't forget your ideals, no matter what happens above, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us! Are you going to make all of our hard work go to waste?"

Nick's dissuasion worked.

Zenas touched his forehead and took a few deep breaths to adjust his mood. Finally, he pointed at Moon and said, "Remember! There is no next time! You will never, never be allowed to murder a real knight in a despicable way, not even as an accomplice!"

"Your will, Lord Zenas!" Moon bowed his head solemnly, but only he knew that he would still make the same choice even if time came again.

"Now, let's get rid of the guards and the slave traders, and start our plans!" said Zenas, drawing his sword from the corpse of the captain of the guard, and pushing open the door to the guard room.

The first bell of the imperial death knell was struck by Zenas.