The North Emerald Kingdom stands almost all year round in the ice and snow, bordering the endless Xisa Ice Sheet in the north and the mighty and dangerous Kra River in the south. Located in the north of the center, the city of Philing is cold and dry, and even in May, you can walk outside.

Because there are several frozen veins under the city, the temperature under the ground is lower than that of the ground, and it is still damp.

The dungeon with the worst environment in the Northern Emerald Country was built in this kind of place, close to the frozen vein, and it was inferior to the beasts.

Kevin sat on the uneven ground with his long legs folded, his back against the cold stone wall of the dungeon, looking down at his right hand.

Aside from a few holes on the roof smaller than a fist, the dungeon found no more connection to the outside world. There are very few wall lamps in the corridor, and the flames are not strong at all, which is quite like hanging for the last breath.

In this dim light, Kevin's right hand looked even more terrifying......

If that could be called a hand.

The intact flesh and skin came to an abrupt end at the wrist, and under the blood-drenched wound were the white bones of Senhan, even the white bones were not complete, half of the metacarpal bones were missing, and only two of the phalanges were complete, and the remaining part was worse than a dog gnawing it.

Tsk, that's ugly.

Kevin stared at it for a moment, and then laughed at himself: But I have a few bones.

You know, just a few minutes ago, there wasn't even half of the metacarpal bone that the dog had gnawed.

A skinny mouse suddenly emerged from the crack in the stone in the corner, and the hard hair brushed over Kevin's blood-dripping wound, and the taste was unspeakably sour.

Kevin took a silent breath, glanced at the mouse, and moved his finger bones nimbly, flicking it a few steps away.

In the blink of an eye, his dog-gnawed metacarpal bones seemed to be a little more complete, and his middle finger had two more knuckles.

The skinny rat squeaked, and I don't know whether he was frightened by the touch of the bone or by Kevin himself, and turned around and ran, but he didn't find the right way, and hit his head on the muscle of Osvid's arm, and rolled twice before running away in a hurry.

With this not light or heavy impact, Osvid, who was lying on the ground, twitched his fingers twice, frowned and opened his eyes.

He didn't understand the situation for a while, squinted and swept around, and then sat up suddenly.

"Shhh ”

Kevin swiped his left hand very casually and said, "Obviously, in prison." ”

As for the unsightly right hand, it was hidden in the shadow behind his side, and it was not visible from Oswald's point of view.

Kevin pointed to the logo engraved next to the keyhole of the anklet, and added, "In the dungeon of the Northern Emerald Country." ”

Osvid's face darkened completely: "The sand ghost tried his best to arrest people, but in the end he was locked up in the prison of the Northern Emerald Country?" ”

This is indeed a bit strange in their opinion, you must know that the Northern Emerald Kingdom is equivalent to the follower of the sand ghost, and it is okay to help deter, so don't expect it to really help. More often than not, it is the Northern Emerald Country that is busy everywhere, and the sand ghosts are waiting for benefits.

Looking at it this way now, there is a sense of changing from complete follow-up to waiting for cooperation.

"There is cooperation, and the exchange of interests is indispensable. Maybe the old immortal Sapir of the Northern Emerald Kingdom suddenly had some more chips, such as digging up a peerless treasure or something......" Kevin fiddled with the keyhole on his anklet, as if he was studying how to break it open.

"Speaking of the exchange of interests...... Osvid frowned, "what the hell is going on with that sandwich today?" Who touches and who dies, what are you kidding?! Variation? ”

Kevin said casually: "Maybe this is the result of the exchange of interests." ”

Osvid: "......"

"Please, don't tell such a horrible guess in that tone, thank you." Mio's voice came down the rat hole and muffled from next door, "I just opened my eyes and heard this kind of conversation between you, I think it's better to be dizzy." ”

"You're still alive?" Kevin was surprised.

Mio: "...... I'm not completely worthless. ”

There was a sound of Suosuo's clothes rubbing against him from next door, and after a while, Mio's voice shifted its position, clinging to the wall, much clearer: "Seriously, just one such sand ghost killed so many of us, if there were more of them, then what kind of battle would there be......"

Who can beat them?!

Not to mention the Golden Lion Country, the Northern Emerald Country, and all the races in the entire continent, they can step on the soles of their feet.

"But they're still cooperating with the Northern Emerald Nation." "So there's something strange about it, either their state isn't as difficult as it seems, or there's something in the hands of the Northern Emerald or someone else." ”

Kevin was still fiddling with the anklet, and after listening to the "Eun", he agreed.

Speaking of hands......

Osvid suddenly looked up at Kevin and said, "Where's your right hand?!" ”

Kevin: "...... Isn't your topic hopping a bit high? ”

He threw away the anklet, raised his eyes and said to Osvid, "Why do you suddenly ask me for my right hand?" ”

"What nonsense—" Osvid's face sank when he saw him talking about the topic, and without saying a word, he leaned over and grabbed Kevin's right arm, which was hiding behind him.

"Just ask a good question, what's wrong with doing it if you don't agree with it?!" Kevin was helplessly dragged by him, and stretched out his right hand, "So what's wrong with my right hand?" ”

The positions of the two of them changed between the pulls, and a little thin moonlight leaked from the wind hole above their heads, which just shone on Kevin's right hand.

I saw that his fingers were long and well-proportioned, and he held the sword all the year round, but he did not leave a hard callus, and the muscles and bones on the back of his hand would stand out with a slight movement, except that his hands were thinner and paler than those of Oswald, and there was no other difference.

"How can it be ......" Osvid's expression became complicated for a moment, and he couldn't tell if it was more of a sense of relief or more disbelief, "I can see—"

"See what?" Kevin raised an eyebrow.

See your right hand wrapped in grains of sand......

Osvid opened his mouth and swallowed the sentence back, he frowned and hesitated, did he really see clearly in the situation of being so nervous before? Is it really just a matter of angle?

Still doesn't feel right......

But if it was really wrapped in sand, this right hand should have been lost a long time ago, how could it be so intact and not even a wound......

Osvid muttered in his heart, forgetting what he was about to say, he stared at the right hand for a moment, and then he said, "Why is your hand so cold?" ”

"......" Kevin: "Are you going to worry a little too much?" ”

Osvid was expressionless: "I think it is probably necessary for you to go back to the academy and retake etiquette classes, such as learning how to talk to the emperor to live longer." ”

Kevin smiled very brightly: "It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor is in prison with me, and it's hard to say whether he can get out alive." ”

Osvid: "......"

He stared at Kevin's eyes for a while, and suddenly let go of the bastard's right paw, took out a round bone carving pendant hanging close to his neck, and pressed a certain corner, and heard a "click", the pendant was divided into two halves, and in the middle was a hollow groove, and three black "little beetles" were placed in the groove.

"Xinsha ......," Kevin said in surprise.

The cowhide bags they were hanging on their bodies were either lost or taken away, and they never expected that this one would have something that would come in handy.

Osvid poured out one, crushed it without saying a word, and then said to Kevin slowly: "The chances of getting out alive are probably a little higher than your expectation, and now you can think about going back to learning etiquette." ”

Kevin: "......"

After speaking, he checked himself, turned over all the places on his body that could be turned over, and also turned over Kevin's clothes by the way, and finally found a metal ring used as a buckle on Kevin's waist buckle, he looked up and said to Kevin, who was very speechless: "Lift your pants." ”

Kevin rolled his eyes: "...... I won't drop this pants if I pull it, thank you for worrying. ”

Without saying a word, Osvid tugged at the thin metal ring and wrung a break in it with his bare hands, but straightened it out and stabbed it into the keyhole of the anklet.

Kevin listened to the keyhole "click" with a complicated look and let go.

"When you were a young master, you became an emperor, tell me where you learned this skill?" Kevin poked his keyhole and sighed, "It's a good thing the guards here don't like to wander around the dungeon. ”

"But definitely guarding the exit." As Osvid said that he was about to poke the keyhole of the prison door again, he heard a sudden gust of wind pour in the hallway, making a "whirring" sound.

The two of them paused, and in the blink of an eye, they leaned back against the wall, tilting their heads and silently pretending to be dizzy.