Mordrake had been in a semi-comatose state, he was groggy and unconscious.

I can't tell if I'm in a dream or in reality.

He was imprisoned in a dilapidated carriage, which had been transformed into an impenetrable cage covered with iron cables.

Moderek was locked in a cage and drove in the direction of Karthas on a bumpy road.

"Water... Water ......" Mordrak was so thirsty that his body's instincts made him make a faint sound.

Hearing Mordrake's hoarse voice, Taylor Scott turned his head and looked at Mordrake.

The attendant untied the skin, which was made from the stomach of a cow and could store about five liters of water, which was usually used by people who traveled long distances to hold water.

He had just unskinned his skin and was about to dismount and send it to Mordrac, but he was stopped by Taylor.

"Don't waste water on someone who is about to die." Taylor Scott said, jumping off his horse and walking towards Modrak.

Mordrak lay on her stomach in the prison car, her arms sticking out of the cage, still shouting "water" in a hoarse voice.

Taylor Scott smiled coldly, unbuckled his trouser belt, exposed his body, and peed on Mordrake's face.

The foul-smelling urine poured on Mordrak's face, carrying body temperature, but it was extremely disgusting.

"Hahaha, drink, aren't you thirsty? Come and drink Lao Tzu's urine! ~" Taylor Scott laughed, his hideous smile surprised the soldiers on the side.

Although Taylor Scott did want to exchange Modrek for fame and fortune, it was too much to treat a prisoner like this.

Even if he is a prisoner, he is a good person, how can he be treated like this?

However, these warriors dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and no one dared to offend Taylor Scott, so they had to suppress the dissatisfaction in their hearts to the bottom of their hearts.

Taylor Scott put on his pants after making it easier, but saw that everyone around him was looking at him, and seemed to be aware of everyone's dissatisfaction.

He frowned, "You must not be merciful to prisoners, I just want him to have a long memory." ”

With that, Taylor Scott got on his horse and continued to drive with the convoy towards the heart of Liguria.

The convoy crossed the Alashan Pass and headed east, and after a few more days, the convoy finally reached Karthas.

However, at this time, Karthas has lost its former glory, and the Pearl of the Orient, which has been painstakingly managed by Modrec, has fallen into disgrace at this time.

The population has plummeted from nearly one million to less than 100,000.

Many people have fled the city, and merchants are afraid to come and do business.

Among the ruins, only the surviving city walls still tell of the city's former glory.

Taylor Scott was a little excited to see the dilapidated city of Calthus, perhaps because of the unhappiness of his life, which made him have a natural jealousy of all good things, and only when he saw others living in misery, his heart seemed to feel balanced.

The convoy drove through the ruined gates and into the city of Karsas.

At this time, the city was being renovated, the dilapidated walls needed to be repaired, the burned houses needed to be demolished, and the city was full of laborers.

And most of these laborers are the natives of the city of Karsus, because there is no condition to escape, so they are arrested as laborers and work as coolies in the city.

These days, they work day and night, but they can only exchange food to barely fill their stomachs, and at night they are on the streets, for fear that they will escape, and they are all shackled.

When Taylor Scott saw these poor people, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth lightly, and there was a grim smile on his face.

In fact, he had long wanted to return to slavery, and perhaps every psychopath, or person with a strong desire for control and abuse, longed to return to slavery.

Because only in slavery is man not a human being, but a slave, and the slave owner can abuse the slave at will, even to death, and will not break the law.

Taylor Scott liked the look of these poor laborers, and liked the way they looked desperate and helpless, and they couldn't resist.

The desperate laborers stared blankly at the convoy, and when one of them recognized the man in the cage as Mordrake, the laborers suddenly became agitated.

"His Royal Highness?"

"His Highness Mordrake?"

"It's him! ~”

"It's really him! ~”

"The prince is back! ~”

"Your Highness is back! ~”

Seeing Modrek, the laborers became extremely excited, and their originally godless eyes suddenly became bright.

It turned out that these laborers, after the tragic experience, were deeply disgusted by the suffering caused by the rebels to the people, and they missed the prosperous life under Mordrac even more, and they longed for Mordrak to put down the rebellion this morning.

How could they not be thrilled when they saw Modrek now?

However, when they saw Modrek being held in a cage, everyone's excitement was instantly crushed by an invisible pressure.

It turns out that he is not here to liberate Karthas, he is a prisoner, even he is in prison, how can he save others?

These laborers fell from hope to despair in an instant, their eyes were unwilling, angry, and full of despair.

"Let's go save His Royal Highness, only he can save us." Suddenly, a laborer shouted.

Soon, more people stood up, picking up rocks from the ground, some picking up sticks, and rushing towards Taylor Scott's convoy.

Taylor Scott did not take these laborers into account, these civilians, who were not professionally trained in combat at all.

They didn't even have armor or weapons, and compared to the regular soldiers they had brought with them, these civilians were fools who gave them their heads.

"Kill them all! ~" Taylor Scott said indifferently.

Several cavalry rushed forward, and in front of the heavily armed cavalry, these unarmed laborers became lambs slaughtered at will, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen laborers were killed on the spot.

The rest of the laborers were so frightened that they stayed where they were, and many of them had wooden sticks and stones in their hands and fell to the ground involuntarily, and no one dared to resist anymore.

"Hmph, these fools, you can't turn the sky." Taylor Scott said with a sneer and continued to walk forward with the convoy.

Finally, Taylor Scott brought Mordrac to the palace of Creyja.

Hearing that Taylor Scott had sent a very precious gift, Correya was very interested, in fact, she guessed that it might be Mordrake at the beginning, but when she really saw Modreck, Correya still couldn't help but be a little surprised.

(End of chapter)