Overall, the shape of the Cave of the Enslavers is roughly in the shape of a flat gourd.

The innermost circle is the prison and living quarters of the slaves after they finished their work.

The outer circle continues to extend into and around the ground, where it is mainly for mining, but also covers some other work areas.

During this time, Charles had already thoroughly understood the entire cellar and knew the details of the place.

And what he went to look for at this time was a special one among the slaves, with a high reputation.

Walking in the dark dungeon corridor, except for the sound of disguised and deliberately made footsteps, the surroundings were drowned in darkness and quiet.

There is no concept of day and night within Angban, but there is always a certain order of time.

At this point, it was basically time for the slaves to rest, and there was little activity except for a few night watch jailers.

But even if there were jailers who were "on duty at night" to see Charles, they would not be surprised in the slightest.

Because many jailers would make fun of the elven slaves when they were bored.

As he walked by, some jailers even teased him about which slave had offended him.

Obviously, there is no shortage of such things as the original body. Or rather, in the enslavers' cellars, such things were common.

As slaves, naturally no one can call the shots for them, and no one cares what happens to them except for their lives.

Silently walking, the darkness and silence in the cages on both sides, but from the fluctuations of his heart, he could occasionally perceive one after another eyes that remained awake in the darkness quietly observing him, disgust, hatred, numbness, fear......

The various emotions also made the heart of Charles, who was quite sensitive to this, heavier.

After about a quarter of an hour, he came to the goal of his trip—

It's the same dark dungeon, but it's not an elf, it's a human.

In the darkness, the light of the torch held by the dwarf orc shimmered dimly, and the sloppy white-bearded old man who slept in the corner of the cage trembled, as if he was very sensitive to light.

In a trance, Charles suddenly realized that he seemed to have not seen the existence of such an old dragon clock for twenty or thirty years.

Elves are almost immortal, whether they are tens or thousands of years old, and their appearance is basically around twenty or thirty years old.

However, human beings are different, they have a short lifespan, and when their lives are about to come to an end, their appearance will also age, become weak, and become unable to travel long distances to various elven realms, and they will no longer be able to do some of the things they could do when they were young.

There are a few human slaves in Angban, but there are not many of them, usually captured by orcs from the nearest human colony when they go out to harass them.

At the same time, there is actually a special kind of people living here, who are ugly in appearance, and have lived in the dark forces for generations, which also makes them have low IQs. The level of service to the Shadow is no different from that of a normal orc.

Quietly watching the old man in the cage slowly wake up and prop up his upper body, Charles said hello.

So the other party who was sitting there looked over slightly with his hand to block his vision.

It was a pair of tired eyes, cloudy and dim, and at the same time, his voice was very weak, as if it would be quietly extinguished like a flame at any moment.

In fact, the orcs who thought him useless had ignored him for a long time, and if it weren't for the fact that other slaves often secretly helped him, he would have starved to death.

"I knew you'd come back to me again." His chapped lips grinned, revealing a smile that didn't know whether it was joy or sarcasm.

Charles smiled faintly when he heard this.

He discovered this person soon after he was lurking, and after several encounters, he got to know each other.

The old man knew his disguise, and Charles knew what the old man wanted to do at the moment.

They have the possibility of cooperation.

However, if Charles hadn't found Eor, he wouldn't have thought about running to find this guy who seemed to be dying at any moment.

Without him, the other party may have known some clues, but the conditions put forward are harsh - he asks the charles to help them escape.

That's right, it's them, not him.

This man's idea is very unbounded, and he wants Charles to help him send all the slaves out of Angban!

At first, Charles didn't even think about acceding to his ridiculous request, and he even hardened his mind to use his psychic shadow to make the other party submit to his soul.

However, this person's mind is extremely tough, and at the same time, his body is very weak, even if he is tortured by the power of vomiting blood and coma, he does not show any weakness.

He refused to give in, and Charles could only take the initiative to admit defeat.

So he's here again.

"Are you sure you know where Eor is?" Charles asked repeatedly.

In fact, he was very skeptical of this, because he had searched the entire slave area and had not found his cheap father, and the chances of finding him in Angban were slim to none.

He wondered if he had escaped through some secret passageway, as there was no suitable area in the entirety of Angban other than the Slaver's Cellar.

If nothing else, food is a big problem - the one who doesn't have Charles' knowledge of plants can use local materials.

"As long as you can do what I say, I'll tell you what I know." The other party coughed a few times in pain as he spoke, and then gasped lightly: "If you agree, then let's start." As you may have noticed, I'm running out of time. ”

Indeed, this one did not have much to live.

Charles could tell from his words that he wasn't lying.

So despite his instinctive reluctance to believe that Eor was still in Angban, reason told him that it might still exist.

He didn't say anything more, except one last glance at the old man, left a word, and turned away.

"Wait for my signal."

……

Most of the elven slaves in Angban were captured before the Noldor Circle was born.

At first, there were a lot of them, but over time, fewer and fewer people were able to endure the torture and darkness, and now there are not many of them.

But no matter how little it is, it will never be less than a thousand!

So at first hearing this, Charles felt ridiculous, because it was certain that he would escape with one or two, but it was no different from a dream to escape with so many slaves.

However, the old man claimed that it was not impossible.

Because they have a secret passage, a hidden secret passage to the outside of Angban.

The vast Angban is well-connected and has existed for a very ancient time, so it is not surprising that some hidden roads have appeared.

It's just that even if there is this path, Charles didn't think that these slaves could escape smoothly at first, but the words from the other party's mouth made him change his mind.

"Sauron controls the Slaver's Cellar, and if you disguise yourself as him with your magic, and then gather all the jailers and delay them for a certain amount of time, then we have a good chance of escaping."

Very simple plan. However, there are many difficulties and problems.

For example, how to disguise yourself as Sauron?

While the Transfiguration Charm works wonderfully, it requires touching the target's body to activate it.

However, Charles believed that even if he dared to run in front of the second generation of Demon Lords without being detected as abnormal, he would be easily detected by the other party when he used his magic.

So initially Charles did not agree to the other party's conditions.

Only now he has no other clue. The language crystal in his hand, even taking the risk of using a prophecy spell has no return.

Obviously, although it has not been noticed by the great enemy, the power of the shadow still affects all areas of Angban all the time.

"If it doesn't work, I'll run away on my own, and there are no other clues here anyway." Charles pondered as he walked.

In fact, he had already had the intention of leaving.

After all, the clues are basically broken, and it takes too much time to find a silent existence in the huge underground world.

And even the most perfect disguise is always flawed, and the longer you stay in Angban, the more likely it is to be exposed.

However, it may be unwilling to give up, or it may be that the old man has some hope.

Or maybe he was faintly touched by what he saw here.

In short, at this time, Charles decided to give it a go, and it was best to become it, but he could escape if he didn't.

Unlike in the past, Charles believed that no one would be able to stop his escape unless the mysterious Morgoth was in person.

……

For the next period of time, Charles didn't do much, but in addition to "patrolling", he used his own tricks to "copy" some of the keys to the cell, and then handed them to the old man for him to distribute by himself.

At the same time, he also quietly handed over some lists, all of them were elven slaves, but under their embarrassed appearance, there was already a betrayal's mind.

The old man was surprised by this, and although he had actually prepared for it, it was not as detailed as Charles had made.

But no matter what he thought, the prison escape was quietly running.

All aspects of preparation, escape steps and points, some precautions, and remedies after failure......

It was not only the old man who decided the escape, but also some of the most respectable beings among the slaves, who had all aspects of it in mind.

At the same time, these charrs are also involved.

But apart from offering some advice, there's really only one thing he needs to do - wait for the right moment to come, and then start the long-planned plan.

And this opportunity quietly came half a month after he made up his mind.