When Arold and his party entered the dungeon, two Swiss mercenaries stood outside the secret door with weapons in their hands, they were wearing Tang leather armor, holding a spear in one hand, and the special combat team and light infantry were guarding outside the room, but such strict precautions could not stop those who had a heart, there was a narrow window above the ear chamber of this hall, which was left to transmit light and maintain air circulation, and the green vines that grew outside the tower hung down just to block the window, and it was generally impossible to detect it if you were not careful.

"Whoa." Suddenly, the green vines were gently separated, and a figure slipped silently through the window and along the base of the wall, and the clutter of furniture and objects in the room facilitated his sneaking, and he quietly touched the Swiss mercenary guarding the secret door.

"Bell~~." There seemed to be a crisp sound when something was touched on the ground, Arold hurriedly shone it with a torch, and saw that it was an iron chain that seemed to be a torture instrument, this should be the dungeon where the nobles held prisoners in Mecklenburg Castle, after walking through a narrow and low passage, what appeared in front of Arold and others was the left and right rows of cells, and a musty and rancid smell permeated the entire space.

"Help, help~~~." When Arold walked in the passage between the cells, a low moan came from the dark cell, he quickly stopped and walked a few steps into the cell, the torch flame in his hand jumped a few times, through the light of the fire, Arold saw many naked/naked girls huddled together in the cells, they saw the firelight instinctively curled up against the wall behind them, and the bruises on their bodies seemed to be a silent accusation of the tragic experience. A dead teenage girl was also hung in each cell, which seemed to be some kind of ritual, or possibly to intimidate the teenage girls from escaping.

"Grass, these brutes." Arrod's head was bruised, he clenched the hilt of his sword and his heart burned with rage, he could not understand how the Slavic nobles who were supposed to protect their subjects could do such a vicious act, if the attack on Mecklenburg was to realize his ambition of rule, but now he felt that it was more appropriate to let Mecklenburg County remain in the hands of a group of nobles who did not treat their subjects as human beings.

"......" faced the girls who were being held and abused in the cell, and Shirley was completely silent. She had only heard that feasting of the gods was a very bad ritual. But no one told him exactly how bad it was, and the nobles in Mecklenburg Castle tried not to let her know what was going on, and when she saw it with her own eyes, she was completely shocked, and she couldn't believe that the amiable leader would do such a cruel thing.

"Lord Earl. There seems to be a wooden door in front of it. Julian trotted over from the front. Reporting on Arrod.

"These are the girls from the surrounding villages who were taken captive." John Berg looked at the teenage girls in their cells. Even the mercenary, accustomed to burning, killing and looting, felt that the crime was terrible, and he habitually drew a cross on his chest with his finger.

"Can the wooden door be opened?" Arrod's face was pale, it was really intolerable to abuse the girls like this. He was going to punish the nobles who performed the ceremony with his own hands, asked Julian.

"It should be possible, the chief of Mecklenburg Castle should be hiding there, but." Julian nodded, and after finishing speaking, he glanced at Shirley, who seemed to be a little hesitant.

"But what? Something to say. Arrod said impatiently.

"I can smell the blood through the wooden door, should this priestess return?" Julian looked at the beautiful Shirley, and said with a little pity, the scene outside the altar before entering the sacrifice is so terrifying, but it is conceivable that there must be an even more terrifying scene inside the wooden door, a woman who is not lightly frightened by rats, if she sees the scene of flesh and blood, will she leave a psychological shadow.

"No, I, I'm going to follow you." To Julian's surprise, Shirley straightened up and said firmly, her big green eyes with long eyelashes flickering in the firelight.

"Well, that's fine, because we haven't met the head of Mecklenburg Castle, and you may be able to help us point it out." Arold seems to be able to understand Shirley's thoughts, but he still can't forgive the practice of Lomwaism, Arold's soul comes from 21st century China, like all Chinese, he actually has no big concept of religion/religion, but Lomwaism's cruel behavior makes him disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

When the wooden door was opened, the smell of blood became even stronger, and when the wooden door opened and creaked, the girls in the cell all let out screams, and hid behind the others like a group of frightened beasts, it seems that this wooden door has left a deep dark impression on them. Arold and his party stepped through the wooden door and walked inside, inside was a circular space, dozens of stone pillars supported the roof, each pillar tied to a young girl, the girl's skin was white, the neck was cut by a sharp knife, the dried blood stained the girl's chest and abdomen, they hung their heads and long hair to cover their faces, and swarms of flies flew around and made a roaring sound.

"God, is this a demon's lair?" John Berg was the last to walk in, his wrist over his nose, the altar was bloody, with all sorts of strange symbols smeared with blood in the center of the room.

"Be careful, there seems to be someone." Julian heard from the shadows of the darkness, as if someone was approaching, and the sound of ropes dragging on the ground, Julian pointed his sword at the shadows approaching from the darkness.

"Stop." Arold placed the torch in front of him, and saw a tall and thin middle-aged man coming out of the darkness, he was walking like a zombie without clothes, and his right hand was dragging a young girl, who seemed to be alive, but was dying and tortured.

"Well, who are you?" The middle-aged man's pale face turned, his face half in the shadows and half illuminated by the light of the torch, and he seemed surprised when he saw the intruders, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Leader Augsig, how did you become like this?" Shirley looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him in surprise, if it weren't for the vague recognition of some of his features on his face, even he wouldn't recognize this emaciated leader.

"Hmm, you're Shirley, why did you get here?" The leader of Augsg let go of the dragged girl, and he walked towards Arold and the others step by step, his eyes focused on the lack of concentration, which was a manifestation of excessive indulgence.

"Tell him, who are we?" Arold looked at the leader of Augsg in front of him, and didn't know whether to hate what he had done, or to thank him for his stupidity, if it weren't for Augsg's stupidity, it would not have been possible to make everyone rebel and let Arold easily capture Mecklenburg Castle.

"They are the invading Germanic peoples." Shirley looked at Arold, and then told Augsg the identity of Arold and the others, hearing that these were Germans who had invaded his castle, Augsge's eyes widened, he didn't believe that after holding a feast of the gods, the enemy would be able to conquer his castle, didn't the nobles who kept coming in to hold the ceremony with him say that everything was fine? Are they all deceiving themselves?

"No, it can't be, you're lying, you traitor how dare you deceive me, where is Ivanovich? Ivanovich. Augsg roared loudly, like a beast trapped in a trap, but his excessive indulgence made him lack confidence.

Augsig's roar passed through the wooden door, spreading through the passage, only to gradually turn into a buzzing sound, a figure in a gray cloak, sneaking lightly in the passage, and from time to time stopped to hide in the dark corner and listen for a moment, until no one appeared, and continued to bend forward, when Augsig's roar spread through the passage, the stalker stopped and pricked up his ears for a moment to listen carefully, making sure that the sound occurred at the end of the corridor, as he passed through the sides of the cell, The sad plight of the girls in the cell is also visible.

"Your general has been captured by us, and you have already lost, Augersg chief." Arold stepped forward, kicked the leader of the strong and powerful to the ground, and stepped on him with his foot, it was this guy who shamelessly ravaged his subjects, and it was also this guy who put a lot of hungry bears in the castle, so that many of Arold's soldiers died in the bear's mouth, and he couldn't help but stomp on his feet when he thought of this.

"Oh no, don't kill me, don't kill me." The head of Augsig was trampled on by Arold's leather boots, and his stomach was very uncomfortable with the roots of the leather boots, and the hereditary leader of Mecklenburg Castle was not like his father's sword-fighting position, and he was a complete gentleman since he was surrounded by nurses and Lomwa priests.

"Well, I don't understand what you're saying." Arold narrowed his eyes and crushed the leader of Augsg at his feet, the poor creature seemed to have no bones, which made Arold feel even more disgusted.

"Shirley help me, I am willing to recognize the legitimacy of this lord's dominion and title over Mecklenburg, and share equally with him the treasures of Mecklenburg Castle, as well as the girls." The leader of Augsig screamed, and he begged Shirley.

"Well, shameless." Shirley listened to Augsig's words, and the last pity for the leader vanished, and she hated this coward who could not protect the territory and could only beg for mercy.

What did he say? Tell me. Arold watched Shirley order her to translate Augsg's words, Shirley took a deep breath, calmed herself, and told Aarold what Augsg had said.

"Lord Arrod, please take a step to speak." Julian listened to Shirley's translation and walked over to Arrod and said to Arrod.

"Huh?" Arold was pulled aside by Julian in curiosity, and Augsig had a chance to catch his breath, if it wasn't for Julian's obstruction, he would definitely have been trampled to death by Arold.

"Lord Arrode, as much as I am disgusted by what this heretic leader has done, there is one thing we must face up." Julian said to Arold.

"What?" Arold looked at Julian with a brow and puzzled, not understanding what he meant. (To be continued......)