What was the most in Dunhold before?

The answer is: prison.

Built as a shelter for orc prisoners of war, Dunhold was almost a large prison. Its prison has been empty since Thrall breached it last year.

Not anymore, though.

The two female Assassins who had assassinated Jiang Weihan were the first residents of the old prison after the rebuilding of Dunhold. Within two days, an acquaintance moved in next door to them.

"Lord Farad, how can you ......" The dwarf female assassin looked in surprise at the middle-aged man who was shackled into the prison. His face was depressed, he was dressed in a prison uniform, and he looked listless. The two of them looked carefully and realized that this was actually His Excellency Farad, the Thief Grandmaster in the manor!

Farad was locked up across from them. When he heard the exclamation of the dwarf female assassin, he raised his head and glanced at them: "No way, the skills are not as good as others." ”

There's really nowhere to talk about the bitterness in this. The two didn't know that his true identity was an adult black dragon, and they didn't know that he was taken down by a light dragon when he became a black dragon and had all his abilities.

He wasn't going to sue the two female assassins for such a humiliating thing. For him, this memory is nothing short of a nightmare. The angel leader was right, after they officially attacked, he really felt that it had become difficult to even breathe freely.

The burns all over his body under the prison uniform were still irritating his nerves. As obsidian dragons, black dragons are not only capable of spitting flaming dragon breath and scorching magma, but they are also not afraid of fire at all. However, the angel's unique flame was not fire in the ordinary sense, and every time Farad was slashed, he felt like his soul was scorched. The pain is indescribable.

So it didn't resist for long when it turned back into its real body, and it was beaten down and surrendered in three or two hits.

Of course, he won't sue anyone else for such a humiliating thing.

Fallad was worried, and it seemed that the lord here was indeed destroying Ravenhold. Thinking about the three angels, and the lord who also wielded the power of the Holy Flame, he thought that the unwitting assassins would most likely be killed.

He no longer dared to regard Jiang Weihan as an assassination target, and he fully admitted his defeat. It may not be long before the acquaintances of the manor will be able to meet in this dungeon.

Farad's conjecture was soon confirmed.

At dusk, the soldiers escorted more than a hundred dejected prisoners back to Dunhold. They were all thrown into the dungeon. What Farad saw in it were all familiar figures: Karlru, the hand of Ravenhold, Smud, the master Smud, the elven assassin McGlos, and the clerk Winston...... He saw the end from the beginning, but it seemed that one of the most important people was missing.

He whispered to Winston, who was in the cell next to him, "Hey, what's wrong with Jorazi?" ”

When Winston saw him clearly, he was visibly surprised: "Farad, you were caught too?" Oh my god, Ravenhold is finished. He lamented, "The manor is finished, and so is the duke." ”

He ...... He's dead? Farad's heart sank.

Winston shrugged, "Perhaps, he's being held in solitary convoy, and these people are going to interrogate him." You know, he's our boss, do you think the owner here will let him go? I don't think he'd be merciful enough to spare a leader of the Assassin Order who attempted to assassinate him twice. ”

“…… Only good luck to him. Farad said.

Jorazi Ravenhod was brought to Kang Weihan.

He looked at the famous leader of the Assassins, whose gray hair showed that he was not young, but his body still looked robust and showed no signs of a hunchback. Although he was captured in battle, he looked a bit wolf, but he tried to maintain his image and make himself look a little bit of aristocratic dignity.

Jiang Weihan stared at him: "Duke Jolazi Ravenhod? Please help me think of a reason not to kill you! ”

Ravenhold snorted coldly and said, "You don't have to tease me, I know that I will die, in that case, you don't want me to reveal anything to you." You can try to torture me to speak. I've been through many trials and tribulations in my life, and no one has ever pried my mouth open, so you can see if you will have that chance. ”

This sounds iron-clad, but Jiang Weihan always feels that the person who said this is a little lacking in confidence, and he has a bit of a bluff.

"I admire your courage and my stupidity. I would like to introduce you to one of my men," Jiang Weihan pointed to Sinjid and said to Jorazi, "He is Sinjid, my most powerful torturer and chemist. Since you don't want to sue me bitterly, then I have no choice but to let him entertain you. It's a pity, I originally planned to spare your life if you knew each other! ”

Xinjid didn't know when he had the title of "torture expert", but he smiled very cooperatively and said: "Ah, great, I have another **real object!" I have a lot of new gadgets and can't wait to find someone, congratulations on this incredible opportunity. Which one do we start with? ”

"Over to you, Sinjid." Jiang Weihan left the room to them. He's going to go to Lux and get a report on the operation.

Only Sinjid, the four guards, and the Duke of Ravenhold were left in the room.

Sinjid ordered one of the guards to wrap the little finger of Jorazzi's left hand firmly around the root, making it completely impossible for blood to circulate. He explained to Joraci in a bland tone as he watched the guards work, "Let's test your mental capacity first, so that I can arrange a reasonable package for you." If you're determined enough, we can play for a long time. Okay, let me explain to you the purpose of tying your little finger. ”

"When your finger is completely tied like this, the body will not be able to send blood to the finger, it will quickly become numb and make you lose perception of it. At this time, even if I chop it up, you won't feel much pain. You should understand that I'm here for your good. Rest assured, I'm not going to have people cut it outright. I'll grease it, like my guards do now. Then I'll pick up this oil lamp and set your greased little finger on fire. You'll watch it burn until it's flesh and bones, and you'll be able to smell its roast aroma with little pain. Look, am I being nice to you? ”

The guards grease it as instructed. Now the little finger, which was very well maintained, has turned dark blue because the bleeding has stopped, and it is greased and reflects the oil.

Sinjid picked up the oil lamp and opened the glass cover on it: "Now, I will light it, rest assured, it won't hurt." ”

Joras was very calm at first. He was sure that he could last long under the whip and the soldering iron, but he had never heard of the punishment described by Sinjid. He watched as his fingers were tied, began to swell, and then gradually became numb and completely unable to move. A qiē is like what this vicious bandage man said.

The thought of forcing themselves to watch their little fingers burn, smelling the flesh on their bodies and not feeling much pain is even more terrifying than a soldering iron burning their bodies. He knew he must be blue and sweating profusely by now. But he still held on and shouted: "Come on, you'd better kill me, or I'll peel off your skin little by little when you're sober, and let you see what your skin looks like when you're sober!" ”

"Yo, that's horrible! So, are you scared? Ready, we're going to get started. Sinjid's hoarse voice was urgent, and the fireworks of the oil lamp ignited Chorazzi's greased little finger, which then burst into flames.

He felt a slight burning pain, like a completely bearable pain of putting his hand too close to the fireplace. It didn't hurt to be pricked by a needle yet, but he scolded in fear: "Demon, pervert, no, no! Kill me, kill me! ”

Sinjid comforted him: "Don't worry, I haven't played enough, we still have more than a dozen real things in the future." I promise, each one is better than the current one. I'm sure you'll never forget it! ”

The guards forced Joraci to stare at his flaming little finger, and after cursing for a while, he wept bitterly and was on the verge of a breakdown: "Stop, stop, I say!" I say! ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to be obedient earlier? You know you can't hold on, but you have to try your life. As the commander said, you're such a stupid guy. If you don't see the coffin, you don't cry. Sinjid uttered a proverb from the commander, and found it to be apt.

……

"Seven people were killed, and 18 people were wounded." Jiang Weihan saw the casualty statistics on the report. Such casualties were a complete victory for such a feat as the complete annihilation of a historic Assassin Order. "Rebecca, I want you to make a register of soldiers killed and wounded in battle, and to pay pensions to their families in accordance with the pension regulations. In the future, we will build a monument in this city that is majestic enough, and then engrave on it the names of all those who have sacrificed for our cause, so that future generations will remember the glory they have won with their blood! ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, Commander." Rebecca, the archon, agreed.

"By the way, the families of these soldiers ......" Jiang Weihan remembered that he had only summoned more than 2,000 people from Valoran. Most of the families of these soldiers are still frozen on the Valoran continent, waiting for his summons. Who will receive the pension when it is issued?

Jiang Weihan patted his head: "I was negligent, and tomorrow I will summon the families of these soldiers." Seeing Rebecca's pause, he asked, "My archon, what do you want to say?" Just say it. ”

The shrewd and capable female consul said with some embarrassment, "Hmm...... I have a reluctant request...... Your Excellency, can you summon my son as well? I'm missing him a little...... Ah, if it's not convenient, you can wait. ”

"No, no, it's me who didn't think it through." Jiang Weihan only focused on the talents needed when he summoned them on a large scale before, and completely ignored that these people all have families, they are flesh and blood, and they are not NPCs in the game. "Then I will summon the immediate family members of the existing Valoran residents in the future. It's not my fault that people can't be happy with their loved ones. From now on, I will call them as a family unit! ”

"Long live the Commander!" Those present chanted in unison.

Only Lux's crazy voice was very unsociable: "Don't, don't, I don't want my family to come here so soon!" ”