There is no concept of time in the dungeon, and Motian can only count the number of days based on how many fish he has eaten.

But after a long stay, he found that no one had been here since he was imprisoned, as if it were a forbidden place.

What's more, the Imperial Knights don't care about their own life or death, as if they just discarded a bag of garbage at random, and didn't even provide food.

He now deeply doubted that he had been forgotten, and if so, wouldn't he be unable to get out for the rest of his life.

At the location of the Imperial Demon Court, Simpson stood on the rooftop, holding on to the railing and looking at the sky.

I saw a black dot appear in the sky, and then gradually grow larger, shaped like a dark cloud, and finally there was a piercing eagle call.

Hearing the sound of the eagle, Simpson smiled with relief.

"My lord, my subordinates are fortunate to have not disgraced their lives, and they have finally found out. The man in black hurriedly jumped off the back of the Black Wind Hawk.

Simpson nodded with satisfaction: "Have you collected all the information about that child?"

The man in black looked down and hummed, then took out a large stack of paper from the magic pouch around his waist.

The dense text on the paper is like ants, just like the review materials for the college entrance examination, and it makes people head to see it.

But it is very important to Simpson, which is a record of Motian's life in Yunxiang Town, which is very detailed.

Simpson took the thick stack of papers and flipped through a few pages lightly.

He read it very quickly, almost ten lines at a glance, but it is estimated that it will take a lot of effort to read so many words.

Ten minutes passed, and Simpson only had a general look, but he also had a preliminary understanding of Motian in his heart.

On the surface, Simpson's expression is very flat, no different from usual, but in fact, his heart is as turbulent as the sea, and he can't be calm for a long time.

Ever since Ellie had brought Motian that day, the first time he saw Motian, he felt in his heart that this young magician was very unusual.

After all, Simpson has been a tutor in a magic school for so many years, is it a genius who can recognize it at a glance, not to mention that Motian is still so close to Ellie, of course Simpson has to pay more attention.

Immediately after that, he was naturally aware of Motian's being taken away by the Imperial Knights, so Simpson was even more convinced that his instincts were not wrong.

A magician under the age of twenty actually defeated Primo, who was the strongest of the mid-level magicians.

No one would really believe it, but that's the way it is, Motian did it, and he defeated Primo like a crusher.

However, he now has information about Motian in his hands, which is diametrically opposed to what he had previously speculated.

He really didn't expect that this amazing talent was indeed a waste magician, which made people's hearts unbalanced.

The Waste Wizard is recognized as the most rubbish magician in the world, a little better than ordinary people, and sometimes not as good as ordinary people.

What does a desolate magician do to defeat Primo?

Could it be luck?

Simpson exhaled slightly, and then said solemnly: "It only records him after he was twelve years old, so what about the previous one?

When the man in black heard Simpson's serious tone, he immediately bowed down and replied, "After investigation by his subordinates, this young magician named Motian suddenly appeared in Yunxiang Town six years ago, and those people in the town didn't seem to pay much attention to his appearance.

I've heard people say that he seems to have been kicked out by his family, and as for where he came from, I've talked to many people, but I don't know.

However, he had traveled to many places, but since none of the mage guilds were willing to accept him, he could only go to the barren places like Yunxiang Town to find opportunities. ”

Simple thought for a moment, and tapped his fingers on the stack of thick papers: "So, the true origin of this son is still unclear!"

The man in black immediately knelt down and said, "My subordinates are incompetent, please punish my lord!"

Simpson waved his hand, but chuckled, "Get up! I don't blame you, you did a good job this time, go back and rest!"

After the man in black left, Simpson leaned against the railing of the rooftop, his eyes shining with evil intentions.

He said to himself, "Mo Tian, Mo Tian! You said you, I have just collected all of you, how did you fall into the hands of those barbarians?"

Should I say you're too lucky? Or am I really out of touch with you?

Hopefully you'll come back alive and then let me study you well. ”

In the dungeon, Mo Tian slept for a long time, and was about to return to the Demon Tail World to cultivate, when a sound came from the gate of the dungeon.

First there was a sound of the door opening, then a steady footstep.

Mo Tian turned over a carp and looked at the entrance of the passage very curiously, he could hear that the footsteps were just made by one person.

After so many days, someone was finally willing to come down, and Mo Tian was actually a little excited in his heart.

Although cultivation can improve his strength, it is always very boring to cultivate all the time, and it is very uncomfortable to have no one to talk to.

"Da Da Da!" the footsteps got closer and closer, and a vague tall figure appeared in the passage.

Mo Tian glanced at it casually, and then leaned against the edge of the iron cage with his hands on his chest, quietly waiting for this person to arrive.

"Your name is Motian?" is a voice full of male hormones.

Mo Tian smiled crookedly, turned around and said very relaxedly: "Of course, if I have a good memory, you are Captain Stanny."

Thank you for having me, I had a great time here. ”

"Haha!" Stanny laughed, "Son, it seems that you still don't have a grudge against our Imperial Knights. ”

"Nonsense, you come here for a few days to try, you really don't have a backache when you stand and talk. Mo Tian muttered.

Stanny opened the door of the iron cage, then walked to the edge of the iron bed and sat down without hesitation, which surprised Motian.

Although the dungeon was dimly lit, at such a close distance, Motian could see clearly what Stany was wearing.

Today Stanny is not wearing thick armor, but is dressed in casual clothes.

Motian and Mrs. Fili have lived for so long, and they can recognize at a glance that the material of Stanny's dress is very expensive, and it is worth no less than ten gold coins.

"Soldier, this dungeon is dark and damp, and the iron bed is almost covered with rust, so you just sit down, and you are not afraid of getting your clothes dirty and torn?

When the time comes, the blame will be on my head, and I will not be wronged.

Let's talk about it first, what about me? If you don't want money, you want a life. ”

Mo Tian reminded.

Stanny laughed again, rubbing the surface of the iron bed with his hands, and in the dim light, he could see that the pieces of rust were peeled off by him, and he kept rubbing them off, looking very funny.

"I'll go, what's this hobby?" Motian stared at Stairy motionlessly.

Isn't this peeling rust the same level as playing with mud?

"Uh... Soldier, is rust fun!" Mo Tian said with a dark face.

Stanny clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I can't help it, I can't help it!"

Mo Tian's face is even darker now, I dare you to come here just to peel the rust off my iron bed.

There are so many iron cages in the dungeon, you won't go anywhere else to peel them off.