For an entire hour, Vicol described the operation in detail to the lord. After he finally understood the last detail, the city lord was already full of solemnity: "Thank you for the important information you brought this time. I must have been tired from the long journey—Vicor, where are your fellow scouts?"

"They went back to the barracks first. After saying this, Vicol suddenly felt that something was not right: "Your Excellency...... How do you know my name?"

"Your former comrade-in-arms Deer No, told me. And the last time we met, you impressed me. The city lord smiled, "Don't you remember? I called your name back then." ”

"Ah, that, that. Feeling a little embarrassed, Vicol pulled on his cotton coat in embarrassment and tried to explain: "My lord, I am afraid that your impression of me is not very good, but I was dizzy by the news of my brother Viddell's death, so I ...... it."

"I understand, Vicol. His face softened, and the lord's body leaned forward slightly, "Stay in Snowcastle tonight, Vicor." Just like last time, just find a guard standing guard in the hall and let him go to Brea Butler. ”

"Understood. A little tangled, Vicol plucked up his courage and looked directly at Mace: "My lord, can I make a request?"

"Absolutely. Looking directly at himself, Mace smiled: "What request? As long as I can achieve it as the lord of the city, I can do it. ”

"It's not a big deal. Looking at the captain beside him, Vicol said hesitantly: "I want to ...... Well...... Meet the Ice Rock Spy. I heard that the guy was in the dungeon of Frost Castle. Can you write a note?"

"The spy...... No problem, I approved it. Without much thought, Mace readily agreed. Tearing off a piece of paper, the lord handed it to Vicor: "Actually, you don't need a note, you just need to show the sentry badge and tell him that the lord asked you to come." ”

Taking the note, Vicol didn't expect it to go so smoothly at all. After hurriedly thanking the lord of the castle, he stood up and exited the room after bowing slightly.

Closing the door behind him, Vicol walked away briskly. Letting out a deep sigh of relief, the sentry looked at the secret door, which was tightly guarded by the guards, and felt a pang of confusion: what had he just thought, that he was going to see the spy, and besides, he had heard that he had not said a word, and that even if he went, he would not change anything.

"Please help me find Brea Butler. Looking around, he approached one of the nearest guards and said, "Your Excellency, I want to stay here tonight." ”

"Name?" the guard turned his head and stared at Vicor. After receiving the answer, the man walked briskly out of the hall and out of the lord's room without saying a word.

I don't know how long it will take, but the slightly tired Vicol sits down on the sofa to rest—in the city lord's room, he always feels extremely restrained. Even though he knew very well that the guards were not staring at him, he felt uncomfortable.

Thinking about it now, I felt a little guilty about the spy, and Vicol sighed as he remembered his rough behavior: wasn't he completely angry with him, and even if this guy was a spy, there was no need for me to beat him up like that.

Because Beihaiwang's brother was killed in the night attack, he wanted to find a random son of frost to vent his anger...... Laughing at his own stupidity in his heart, Vicol stared at the flaming torch by the wall: it was ridiculous. At that time, I was so dizzy that I was wandering in the street, and I didn't even stand at my post. Later, when he saw a guy who was suspected of being a spy on Ice Rock, he vented his anger on him and beat him to death.

However, his simple and honorless act of venting his anger was actually rewarded by the lord...... Filled with confusion, Vicol drooped his eyes: since he buried Videl's body a few days ago, the hatred in his heart has become more and more violent, but there is nowhere to vent. Holding it all the time is obviously not the way to go. That's why when he heard that he was going to investigate the Ice Dragon Valley outpost, he asked Captain Eders to send him there - obviously, the actions of these days had really diverted his attention perfectly. Now that I have completely calmed down, I no longer let the hatred ferment and lose my mind.

But if only I hadn't go...... A sense of disappointment welled up in his heart, and Vicol felt extremely sorry: if I stayed in the Central Barracks, I would be able to go to the North Sea with Captain Odysus and put out the flames of hatred with some Ice Rock Men in my hands - perhaps, one of the enemies I killed with my own hands would be the murderer who stabbed Videl to death.

I'll quit my job as a sentry tomorrow...... Facing his heart, he sadly realized that he could not get out of the shadow of losing Videl. He has always dreamed of living with his brother in the quiet town of Beihaiwang and buying a house by the sea. Now, even if he is alone, he wants to try the life he longs for - of course, he will never be able to afford a house. But he could have rented one.

While he was thinking about it, the figure of the guard who had just left appeared in the doorway, interrupting Vicor's thoughts. Approaching the sentry, the man said expressionlessly, "Butler Brea said that he is already preparing a bedroom for you. The location is the same as you used the other day, on the west side of the ground floor. ”

Nodding, Vicol couldn't wait to get up and walk out of the living room. When he finally got away from the guards, he breathed a sigh of relief: he finally didn't have to be watched by them.

I'm not used to being the center of attention...... Heading straight up the west staircase, he remembered the location of his room: it seemed to be near the reception room.

Asking for directions on the first floor, Vicol finally found the dungeon. After struggling for a long time, he knocked on the thick door in front of him.

Contrary to his expectations, the iron door was not opened by the jailers. Thinking that the people inside hadn't heard, Vicol stepped up and knocked on the door again.

This time, however, he still didn't get a response. Sensing that the jailer might be drunk and sleeping, the sentry sighed and turned to leave.

Before leaving, Vicol kicked it in retaliation. But because of this kick, the door opened with a muffled sound: it was unlocked.

Hasn't this door been locked from the inside all the time? Without a moment's reaction, Vicol was stunned for a moment: this jailer is too negligent to say anything, isn't it? It is too unsafe to even lock the door......

Looking at the slightly dimly lit dungeon, Vicol clutched the note and walked down the steps. The surroundings were extremely dark, with only the faint light of candles flickering slowly.

Where did the jailer go?, looking at the table for the jailer, the sentry approached. Smelling the faint smell of tobacco, Vicol looked into the depths of the dungeon: maybe he was over there?

With this dungeon in mind, the sentry continued to march inward. Just as he had guessed, he had just taken a few steps when a dull sound of footsteps came from ahead.

Sure enough, the jailer is still there...... Reassuring, Vicol quickened his pace. But as the jailer staggered out of a cell and before the sentry, Vicol stepped back in astonishment, unable to believe his eyes.

The jailer's body was festering, and the wounds were constantly flowing with black and yellow pus. The black ice quickly spread from the wound, freezing the disgusting abscess. Wielding the barbed whip in his left hand, he grabbed the machete beside him and lunged towards the sentry.