No one expected a pirate, or especially an orc, to know how to sacrifice herself, and she was dying, and Drake, the bastard who had put her in the trap, was alive and well- The sea devil slammed wildly against the iron cage, her limbs were broken and only after a simple treatment, and she could not use any strength at all, so she pushed her shoulders, kicked with her knees, and bit her teeth, her teeth rattled on the round iron bar as thick as a man's thumb, and the guard guarding her was startled, and as he lifted his bayonet sword and stabbed it through the cracks in the iron cage, he cursed and scolded the trapped beast in the cage loudly.

The guard can be said to be one of the most common criminals in Cape Fortress, and naturally he will do everything to insult others, if the sea devil is still free, or the leader of a group of cunning and cruel pirates, then every word he says means a death, and the most painful death, but now the sea devil can't care about this at all, once she has caught the guard's attention, she shouts loudly: "Look, look there, Drake! A pirate, captain of the Golden Lady!" He's here, he's in the crowd, get him up, good guys! Catch him, I'm glad to have more company! Quick, the one with the wide-brimmed hat, he's going to run away!"

But just after throwing that flying kiss, Drake, disguised by a spell, had quietly blended into the crowd and disappeared. But he did not leave the fortress, but rented a small attic in a small inn for ten gold coins, and this attic was nothing special, if it must be said, that it had a triangular window, about thirty feet above the ground, facing the square, and looked down from here. You can clearly see the makeshift execution table. After all, the execution of criminals is also an interesting show that can be talked about for a long time in this plane, but the archons and mages of Cape Fort, Alva, are not the usual nobles and spellcasters who like to treat the pain and lives of others as child's play, and all the criminals who are arrested are only hanged or beheaded, and the execution location is often set in the abandoned courtyard next to the consul's residence. If the offender was not so guilty, the consul would hire a priest to pray for him or allow him to see his relatives one last time.

Naturally, the Sea Devils are not among them. Only a handful of pirates leave their victims alive and free after raiding, but at most they sell them into slavery or throw them into the sea to feed sharks, and the sea devil is the best of these evildoers, not only mutilating human lives, but also delighting in torturing their souls, such as the "balance stick" game that is now popular in the pirate community, which she pioneered - she picks out fathers and sons, mothers and sons, husbands and wives, or siblings of similar weight among their victims. Then a noose was put around their necks, and the noose passed through the crossmast, the length of which allowed only one of the two to touch the ground on his toes, and on the rickety ship, he did not want to be hoisted by the noose or the other to be hoisted and suffocated, but to sacrifice the life of the other or himself - either way, the process was extremely tragic and painful, and the pirates regarded this as a rare pastime in the boring itinerary. Laughing on the sidelines.

Of course, the eventual victor will not escape death.

The Sea Devil also has a hobby that even her crew will be creepy. Although she prides herself on being a beauty, she never hides her orc blood, and even faintly proudly takes it, so after the Sea Devil captures a ship, the young children, maidens and teenagers in the ship will become her meal. And that's not the only thing that many of her collaborators criticize, the Sea Devil is a guy who never keeps his promises. As long as it is profitable and there is a gap, she never minds tearing up contracts anytime and anywhere, and her prey is not only the merchant ships, but also the ships of other pirates. She doesn't mind taking a bite whenever she gets the chance, just like Drake once was.

There are many reasons why she has been able to survive to this day, one of which is that the sea devil is willing to do any dirty work that no one else will accept, which allows her to be tolerated by many people, her suspiciousness and fickleness are the second, and third, she protects her people and accepts the protection of her people, in the Azores, the orcs and orcs are also vaguely a force, and as long as she can escape into the waters of the Azores, even if she has a reliable protector - On more than one occasion, other rangers, such as Cape Castle and Coubert, set up ambushes outside the waters of the Azores to destroy the pirate ship with its black hull and white sails, but to no avail.

Now, although the sea devils were not captured by Cape Fortress or Cowbert, neither the Archon nor Alva were too concerned about this, they needed to be wary of whether the Sea Devils would escape before the execution, and for this Archon all the guards were mobilized, and some trustworthy mercenaries were hired to eliminate suspicious people from the crowd, but fortunately, from the beginning, orcs and orcs were not allowed to enter Cape Fortress.

"But they can drink potions to disguise humans. The Archon said that he and Master Alva sat side by side on two high-backed chairs made of purple heartwood, and to be honest, the chairs carved out of the hard wood were not really comfortable, but the people who sat on them made people think that he was very majestic, so they still had to take them out when filling the scene, and their clothes made them uncomfortable, Alva's black velvet robe with golden dots soaked up every ray of scorching sunlight, and gave its owner every inch of heat enough to cook a pancake, but Alva at least had magic, and the Archon's upright woolen robe was like a gorgeous steamerHe also had to wear a hat decorated with feathers and a silk scarf, and he did not dare to act rashly when he sat in his seat, lest people see the wet marks on his ass and back, let alone pull up his robe and blow the wind.

The Sea Devil shouted on the way to the plaza that Drake was also here, and the fact that the guards had already reported it, and Mage Alva looked around, and there was a crowd of enthusiastic people everywhere, and there was nothing unusual at all.

"Do you think Drake will actually be here?" the Archon asked.

"Quite possibly. ”

"How good is his friendship with the Sea Devils?" I don't know how many pirates hung on the outer wall of the Cape Embankment, and there was no one to help them collect their bones, let alone help them escape.

Alva smiled slightly, there were details about the battle, and Corbett had already snorted and smoked a hookah, and told him without a single discount, and the sea devil could be said to be carried away. She had played with Derek, taken away his crew and ship, extorted dozens of pounds of gold from his mother, the Grand Duchess of the Azores, and she dared to cooperate with Drake, who was not surprised to stab her at the end.

"I see. "So, if he is here, he wants to see what will happen to this orc." ”

"If he can take the sea devil from us," Alva said, "he'll definitely want to sawn open the sea devil's body himself, but if he finds out that we're prepared, then he'll think it's good to see." ”

"Is he really going to be here?"

Mage Alva raised his gaze, and the archon of Cape Tei followed his line of sight—the square was surrounded by inns and taverns. There were also shops, most of which had little pointed attics, which were either crowded with the bodies of the excited crowd leaning out, or flashed with the light of silk, woollen wool and jewels from time to time, and the rich and powerful would certainly not want to be crowded with the commoners, and the view there was not wide and clear, and these little lofts would always sell for a good price at such times.

"You're saying Drake might be watching us right behind a window?"

Alva nodded.

For a moment. The Archon wanted to ask Alva Mage if there was a way to find Drake, but he changed his mind the next moment - Drake was not a sea devil. He got a knighthood from the Grand Duchess of the Azores. And according to reliable sources, he may have been the illegitimate son of the Azorean Grand Duchess, and was quite favored by him, and even if they caught Drake, as he had done before, it would only be a matter of confiscating his ships. They could not hang Drake on the outer walls of the Fortress, even though they knew that Drake's crimes were just as uncountable, but as the archons and mages of the Fortress, they had no right to provoke a war between the two regions for their own ideas and morals.

It wasn't the Sea Devil who was the first to be executed. It's Red Scar, the pirate who was sentenced to be beheaded after confessing all his crimes, and for him, such a death was a reward.

After him came the sea devil, two thick wooden poles passed through the gap in the iron cage, it was carried down from the caravanless carriage by four people, the executioner paused, the half-orc female hissed threateningly in the iron cage, one of the guards stabbed her with a bayone, she shook her head violently, and bit the bayone, the guard screamed angrily, his foot against the cage tried to pull the sword back, but the sea devil grabbed his ankle violently, and in a flash, his leg was dragged into the cage by her, the other leg and body of the guard were all outside, the bent foot hit the most vulnerable place of the male, he let out a curse in pain, if it had been in normal times, his companion would have laughed at itBut what they didn't expect was that the sea devil pounced without hesitation and bit viciously on the leg wrapped in silk pants.

The captured guard screamed, Alva's spell arrived in time, it hit the sea devil, her muscles suddenly became loose and limp, her sharp teeth lost their strength, the other guards hurried, dragged the careless unlucky ghost out, fortunately, Alva mage reacted quickly, he only lost half a pound of flesh, but for the next few days he couldn't walk properly.

The executioner glanced at the mage, the mage nodded to him, he and his assistant cautiously stepped forward and pulled open the iron cage, the sea devil snorted and gasped, staring at them resentfully, several guards helped the executioner to hang the sea devil to the torture rack and kicked her several times, her head rushed to the ground, the dirty gray-green skin was dripping with a mixture of blood and sweat, the fangs broke one in the cell, two more when she gnawed on the iron cage, and the only one that remained was just ripped off by the hard soles of her boots, leaving only the bloody roots, and even then, she still looked so hideous and terribleA young boy who saw her screaming at him had a hot stench in his pants, and the people around him were taunting him, although there was also a hint of fear in their laughter, which made them anxious and restless, and people shouted for the executioner to carry out the execution as soon as possible.

Drake sat peacefully in his little attic, the sea devil's fat body, tumored skin, and thick palms and soles had been his most disgusting nightmare, but today, as they hung on a shelf, dangling in the sea breeze like a piece of pork that had not been cleaned of its hair, Drake felt that it had never been so pleasing to the eye.

He feared that if the Archon or the Executioner had been merciful, they might have given the Sea Devil a drink or asked the Mage to cast a spell to alleviate her pain, but luckily neither of them had gone mad today, the Sea Demon was awake, Drake's eyesight was good, and he could see that those little eyes were filled with the same fear and despair as her prey.

"Alright," Drake muttered quietly, "they haven't oiled you on a charcoal fire yet." ”

The executioner's assistants stood in front of and behind the sea devil, and a saw as tall as an adult was placed between the sea devil's legs, and pressed down so hard that at the execution officer's command, they would begin to slowly and vigorously sawing the abominable female pirate apart.

And the sea devils were already howling hysterically.

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"Drink this potion. McGee said.

Berdwin took the potion suspiciously, it didn't look like it could be drunk into his stomach, it looked like mercury, or maybe it was the light it emitted in the bright sunlight that pierced the eyes of the former paladins.

The lich took it and sniffed it, and tasted it a little more, "Drink," he said to Baldwin, "it's a chromogen, and I think it's used to check the blood vessels." ”

"Is it okay to drink this?"

The lich hesitated, "It's not a big deal," he said, though it had been used almost exclusively on animals or carcasses before: "It doesn't dissolve in stomach acid, it doesn't dissolve in blood, it only takes a few days to get rid of it naturally, it's just ......"

"What?"

"Your poop will glow," said the former immortal solemnly, "and that's all." ”

The gnomes chuckled. (To be continued.) )