The sound of the chain swinging is quite harsh to many people's ears, because this artificially created thing to be used for restraint and control makes all individuals who do not like to be at the mercy of others realize that their own freedom is actually limited. Whether in Heartless Bay, in the Greylion, or in the sea, every life, human or kraken, is born with shackles that limit them and shape them. However, there are always people who want to break this shackle on their body, and they either succeed or fail, which can be divided into several categories.

Some people don't really want to break the shackles from the beginning, they just want to change the chains on their bodies to a different style, a style that makes them more comfortable. And some people really smashed the shackles on their bodies and got the freedom they wanted in their hearts, and then they realized that the so-called freedom was not as beautiful as they imagined. Because the loss of shackles not only means the loss of restrictions, but also the loss of protection, not everyone longs to be like a beast in the vast world and with their own strength to deal with everything, that is terrible. So they couldn't wait to put another shackle on themselves, and hurried back to calm their beating hearts. This kind of person is not cowardly, they just choose what they really fit into. As for those who have truly been completely freed from the shackles, they may no longer be human beings, because the definition of human beings is also part of the shackles for them.

What about me? Which of the three should I be?" Fioni thought, shaking his head slightly, and opening his eyes. He saw that he was in a room that was not small, but it must have been humble, and perhaps the cave was a better description of the space. The moist and cold smooth stone face is no torture for the Kraken, and the cold of the sea is far more terrifying than the cold rock. However, it must be unbearable for humans to be chained in such a room for a period of time, as evidenced by the fact that Saich was no longer as active in trying to break free from the chains as he was when he first woke up, and the boy's eyes dimmed with exhaustion. It was another man, the man known as the mountain monster, who showed a composure that surprised Fioni. If it weren't for the moist air blowing from his helmet to prove that he was still alive, the Kraken would have even been mistaken for a pair of armor hanging from the witches.

The sound of the chain shaking sounded again, this time closer. The three people trapped in the cave turned their eyes to the entrance, and soon a tall figure walked in. There is no doubt that this woman is a witch, or that the people in this cave should all be witches, because this is the stronghold of the Lost Heart Witches, and no one else has been allowed to set foot in this forbidden place, not even by the witch's magic.

"Poof!" the oil lamp inserted in the crevice of the rock was lit, and the figure was detailed. Now Fioni could see that the witch who walked in had long black hair tied with a leather rope, and her facial features were quite delicate, as if witches were not born ugly, and even if they were occasionally not beautiful, they often had a special charm. This is true to the person in front of her, and her lips are very thin, unusually thin, which makes her look rather mean and aggressive.

In fact, she is indeed the same, after all, as the warden in charge of the secret prison of the witch group, her status is special in the witch group, even those witches who are the same age or even older than her are not willing to easily get involved with her, let alone those juniors who are younger than her. But it can't be said so much, at least to Sach and the mountain monster, the witch's whip in her hand is very similar to that of a young witch with short hair.

"It's just the gatekeeper, and I'm not interested in being stupid. But the Siren and the plague child are rare guests, especially the Siren, I have never seen such a pretty fellow!, I thought of peeling off his skin to make a cloak, are you sure you want to do it?" the witch grumbled, with some displeasure, turning her head into the darkness outside the room.

"This is the order of Her Excellency the Great Witch, and you can go to her and complain if you don't want to. I'm just here as instructed to take people away. Karen's voice rang out, and she walked into the cell, her gaze sweeping over the three prisoners. Well, no new injuries were seen, the warden of the secret prison was notoriously abusive, and it had something to do with her own witchcraft, but there was certainly some nasty interest in it. Jia Lun was reluctant to delve into this matter, after all, as a trainer who taught her whip art and a mentor who raised her as an adult, she still respected and trusted this person, and she was one of the few witches in the witch group who deliberately sharpened the blood relationship between the members, and she was one of the few existences that could make Jia Lun as a family member.

"Cut, you're getting bored now. If you don't learn to have fun with yourself sooner, you can't stay in this dull place, you know, and the great witch's orders don't need to be fully obeyed, just grasp the point of her orders. The warden casually said, taking off a bunch of keys from his belt, and began to look for the ones that corresponded to the three prisoners.

"That's why you've been in this position for ten years, and you've been so impersonal about the orders of the Witch Order. Jia Lun said with some reproach. If the witch hadn't been chained to the position of warden in such a punitive manner, with her strength and ability, she might even have helped Jia Lun avoid this huge defeat.

The answer to Karen was a string of keys that had been thrown over, apparently so blamed by the young man she had brought up, and the older witch was rather upset. "Okay, if you think I'm not rigorous in doing things, then I'll do it all myself. Do everything yourself, you will tire yourself out sooner or later! Just hang the key on the door when you go out, there are no other prisoners here anyway. The warden said, and walked quickly out of the cell. The sound of her footsteps was unusually loud in the sound of chains colliding, apparently venting her frustration.

"I'm sorry, that's what she looks like. But I advise you not to take her words seriously, it is really possible for her to do such a thing as peeling people's skin and bones. Karen said to the three prisoners as she expertly rummaged through the keys, and soon she found the one that corresponded to the mountain monster. The untied gatekeeper nodded to the witch as a thank-you. Except on rare occasions, even the Great Witch herself would not be able to get the wooden warrior to speak.

Fioni, on the other hand, noticed what the witch had said before leaving, "There are no other prisoners here but us?, so where did Mr. Lothar and Miss Networm go? They must have arrived here with us, right?"

The Kraken's words caused Galen to pause his movements, and if he could, the latter didn't want to mention the two mercenaries right now. "That's not for you to know, Kraken. Now I'm helping you break the shackles, for the sake of you helping the Witch Order hold the fortress, and to remember who you are. The sin of appearing here alone is enough to kill you ten thousand times, and now you just need to shut up and follow me, and the extra questions will only kill you!"

Not only did Garyn's words silence Fioni, but Saich, who had just mustered up the courage to ask about Hela's whereabouts, quickly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

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