Boom Boom ......

With a series of tooth-aching winchs, the drawbridge was slowly lowered, revealing the city gates, and the welcoming crowd behind them.

About twenty soldiers, lined up in two columns, each in armor, and a general stood at the front of the line, looking at it with a complicated expression. When Cheng Xiaotian saw this person, he was shocked, this young orc wearing an overseer uniform turned out to be a little cub!

Cheng Xiaotian didn't know his name, but he was very familiar with his people, and he never expected that this little orc would rise to such a high position so quickly. But when he thought about it, he took it for granted, and with his intelligence, there was no one among the orcs of the Arathi Basin who was more worthy of this position than him.

The Orc Empire has two Overseers in the Arathi Basin, one as the Governor in charge of administration and the other as the Commander-in-Chief of the garrison. Although the governor's authority is half a level higher, but the two have the same military rank and no subordination, and the cub can be regarded as climbing to the top of the colony.

"Governor Kundula, the Governor wants to see you, come with me." The little cub spoke in a calm tone, and he was no longer the young boy he was at the beginning.

What made him mature? War?

Seeing that "Kundula" was standing at the head of the suspension bridge in a distraction, the little cub tilted his head slightly, and two rows of soldiers immediately ran forward, and each of them carried him in the middle. This posture can be seen by anyone, Cheng Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, and secretly complained to himself, why did he disguise himself as this old guy......

"Lord Overseer, please." The captain of the soldier squad carrying him on the left was full of banter, and after saying that, the two sides acted together, dragged him into the city gate, and the drawbridge "rattle" rose again.

As soon as he was coerced through the city gate, Cheng Xiaotian felt something, and when he looked back, he saw an undead in the governor's black robe standing at the head of the city looking at him, and when he saw Cheng Xiaotian turn around, a fierce light immediately flashed in his eyes.

Undead Bondage, Short!

Cheng Xiaotian hurriedly turned his head, and his heart hung in his heart, was he exposed? No, Manla Noel doesn't talk nonsense, Short shouldn't see the flaw, calm! Stabilization......

At the head of the city, the little cub came to Schott's side, looked at Cheng Xiaotian, who was taken hostage to the governor's mansion, with a complicated expression, and said, "Does the governor want to judge him?"

"Trial?" Short was a little surprised and shook his head, "He doesn't deserve it yet, I still have a lot of ......"

At this point, Short paused and turned his head to look southeast. Before he became a warlock, he was a mage with a strong sense of the magic element, but now facing the southeast wind, he felt a trace of fire elemental fluctuations.

The fluctuations are not strong, this may be because the distance is too far, but it is very pure, and it is obviously not the work of a low-level mage.

"Is it Manranor?" Short muttered to himself, his brow furrowed.

Noticing that his expression was different, the little cub followed his gaze to the southeast, but could not see anything, and asked, "Has the enemy army moved?"

Short thought for a while, did not answer directly, and said: "No matter what the enemy does, before Lord Tudor comes, we should not take any action, continue to restrict the exit from the city, I will cast a spell in this city, this may take many days, you can arrange it."

"So what does he do?" The little cub pointed to Cheng Xiaotian's back.

"Lock it up first."

Short ignored it, closed his eyes, took out his skeletal staff on the spot, stood on the top and began to chant incantations. Although his voice was low, it gathered but did not disperse, and a trace of it burrowed into the wind and drifted towards the grassland.

The cub did not dare to disturb, and ordered the sentries to guard in shifts and leave the city.

The Governor's Palace, also known as the former residence of Xiaotian, is located at the top of the hill and covers an area of about 10 acres, built of white stone. The entire sprawling complex is mostly a three-storey structure, in the typical Arasso style, simple and elegant, and a 30-meter-high white tower is erected on the top of the hill behind the complex, which is the highest point of the entire fortress.

Passing through the rows of beast-style barracks, such a complex of buildings with different styles appeared in front of him, and Cheng Xiaotian knew that he had arrived. What will greet you? Interrogation or interrogation? Or simply put to death?

Cheng Xiaotian tried hard to suppress the urge to kill immediately, and continued to let the orc soldiers drag him to his old residence, he was unwilling to give up the predetermined plan until he had to.

However, to his surprise, the soldiers escorted him to the door of the old house, and did not go in, but walked east along the corner of the wall, and from time to time came to a stone cave that was half-open in the ground. The entrance to the cave was guarded by two guards, who were whispering and talking, and when they saw a group of soldiers coming, they quickly straightened their waists.

The leader of the leading squad glared at the two guards, and ordered in a deep voice: "On the orders of the Governor, send a prisoner to the prison."

"Yes! Shangguan, please pass! The two guards shouted in unison, pulling their necks, and moved a few steps to the side to make way for the hole.

The squad leader nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers escorted Cheng Xiaotian into the cave.

The cave was dark and damp, all the way down, illuminated by a torch at intervals. When he arrived here, Cheng Xiaotian's hanging heart finally relaxed.

It is normal for nobles to have dungeons in their castles, and when they get here, it means that they have not been sentenced to death and will not be executed immediately. Of course, almost no one can get out of here alive, and the harsh environment and the harsh jailers will make your life worse than death.

Ordinary people would rather be hanged than thrown here, but Cheng Xiaotian is obviously not among them, he needs time, he needs a hidden environment, and this place is very suitable.

As for the torture of the jailers......

Bang dang!

The wooden door in front of him was kicked open, and the loud noise woke Cheng Xiaotian up.

Behind the door was a small basement with a table in the middle with candles burning on it, and several orc soldiers were sitting in a circle, shouting and playing dice. They were also alarmed by the sound of the door panel, and at the same time, they looked back, and panic gradually piled up in their eyes.

"Captain!" I don't know who exclaimed first, hit his heel, snap! Stand up straight.

The others reacted, and immediately followed suit, and the room was filled with a "popping" sound, and the soldier who was about to roll the dice gritted his teeth, threw the dice in his hand into his mouth, and slapped his thighs with both hands, counting him as standing the straightest.

"Soldier, what's in your mouth?" The team leader asked with a puzzled expression.

"Woooooo The asked big-headed soldier shook his head.

The squad leader's face suddenly became gloomy: "The chief asked, you dare not answer!"

The big-headed soldier's face was bitter, and then a fierce light appeared! As soon as his neck was stretched, he only heard a "coo-dong", and the pair of dice was swallowed alive by him.

Everyone in the room, including Cheng Xiaotian, shrank their necks and closed their eyes at the same time, revealing a look of unbearability.

After swallowing the dice, the big-headed soldier gasped a few times, slurred his lips and asked, "My lord, if you have anything to say, please ask."

The squad leader nodded with satisfaction, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Very good, but I don't have any doubts, I'm just here to inform and take good care of this prisoner."

He deliberately accentuated the word "care", and pointed to Cheng Xiaotian after speaking.

When the unlucky big-headed soldier heard this, he looked at Cheng Xiaotian with a hideous face, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will definitely take good care of him!"

Syllable!

The team leader slapped him on the back of the head, slapped him in place, and scolded viciously: "What do you want? Don't open your eyes, you! ”

"Yes, yes......" The big-headed soldier lowered his eyebrows and said "yes" again and again, knowing that he was thinking too much, and hurriedly waved his hand and shouted: "Send this adult into room 1!"

After saying that, he smacked his lips again, his face was full of aftertaste, and the dice tasted good......