I can't remember how long I've been in this dim, dilapidated cell.

The smell of sewage, bugs, and feces creeping all rolled into his nostrils.

However, there was no expression on his face anymore, the cleanliness habit had been trampled on and gone, and the stench that he had avoided at first was now accustomed to him.

There was only the word despair left in his empty eyes, and he lay motionless on the cold floor.

Smack.

The opening of the cell door was opened, and a ray of light came in from the outside, and through a little light and shadow, a figure could be seen shaking in the doorway, and then a plate was placed in the hole and pushed in.

As the man left, the hole was lowered again, and the light vanished.

After being locked up in a cell for a long time, even a glimmer of light has become a luxury.

He sat up from the ground with difficulty, crawled to the door like a scrawny old dog, stretched out his hand and trembled to pick up the cold mass of food, which could no longer tell what it was, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

He had thought about going on a hunger strike and contemplating suicide.

But in the end, he found that they didn't care whether he lived or died, and that he himself was overwhelmed by the fear of death and chose to survive.

After eating the hard sawdust food, he carefully picked up a dish of water in the corner and drank it greedily, moistening his sore throat.

This is his share for three days, and not a drop can be wasted.

After drinking the water, he slowly climbed back to his original position, and as usual, began to be in a daze, sometimes he would recall the good life in the past, and bring himself some false happiness.

But today, it's not the same as ever.

Bang ......

With a jumble of footsteps, the dungeon welcomed a group of guests, which soon stopped in front of his door.

"Is Jerry in this cell?"

A familiar voice sounded, old but very steady, and he tried to activate his brain, which had not been working for a long time, before he remembered that it was the voice of the old butler.

There was a tear of excitement in his eyes, and Jerryan's heart couldn't help but speed up.

He came to save me, he must have come to save me, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the filthy dungeon.... Jerry Ann constantly convinces himself with comfort.

"Yes, he's locked up in this cell alone, do you need to let him out?" came the cell boss's voice, his tone full of flattery.

Not long after, the sound of the key inserted into the lock sounded crisply, and with a slight twist, the door was slowly opened.

The light of the blinding torch shone in, and Jerry couldn't help but put his hand in front of him, looking out the door through his fingers.

Soon, several big men walked in, and were swept away by the stench in the room, took a sip, covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and then walked up to look at Jerry and carried him out of the cell unceremoniously.

Boom.

Jerry was thrown to the ground at random, and the old butler was standing in front of him, scanning him up and down with cloudy eyes.

"Looks pretty good, it should work. The old butler commented twice, turned his head and praised the cell boss twice, and the latter immediately nodded happily and thanked him.

"Carry him out, wash it, and change his clothes. The old butler commanded, and then turned and left the dungeon.

Soon, Jerry was lifted up like cargo and headed out.

"Put me down, I'll go by myself!"

Jerry felt the pain of being pulled all over his body like a falling apart, and couldn't help but speak.

It's just that no one responded to him.

Along the gloomy staircase, the group walked out of the dungeon, and the dazzling sunlight poured down his eyes, which had not seen the sun in months.

He gulped greedily into the fresh air outside, and every puff was so sweet.

Several big men came to a well, lowered him to the ground, tore open and threw away his prison clothes, which were so tattered and almost moldy, and then lifted the barrel and brush from the well.

Buckets of cool well water were poured on him, drenching him all over.

Then, several stiff-bristled brushes began to scrub on him, and the force was as strong as if they were about to brush off a layer of skin on him, and even left blood marks.

He let out a wail of pain, but his hands and feet were clung to and he couldn't move. He could only be washed like an animal by a few men.

After a long time, a big man finally stopped what he was doing and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his arm, "It's okay, it's finally clean, I'm not so tired after brushing the old cow at home." ”

"Shave off his beard, and I'll get his clothes." ”

He turned to leave, and the rest of the men pulled out a sharp knife and shaved him rudely.

After a while, the big man came back with a set of clothes and threw them on the ground for him to wear.

Jerry recognized that this was the clothes he had once worn, and trembled and picked up the clothes, feeling the softness of the silk, and tears could not help but flow.

"Hurry up, don't delay Lao Tzu's time!"

Seeing this, the big man on the side raised his foot and kicked him, and scolded twice.

In a hurry, Jerry got dressed and was pulled away before Jerry could see what he looked like.

Jerry was led all the way through the small half of the castle to the side of the martial arts arena.

The old butler was standing aside at the moment, watching the militia trained on the field with Rex, talking casually.

Bringing Jerry to the old butler, he squinted his eyes and carefully looked Jerry up and down before nodding.

"Rex, he'll leave it to you, and I'll take him with you in two days. ”

Rex just glanced at Jerryan, then stopped looking at him and nodded at the old butler in understanding.

The old butler turned his head, as if remembering something, and said to the big men, "Take him to the doctor and check if there is anything wrong with him." ”

"Yes!"

A few big men nodded, pulled Jerry and left.

"Wait...... Wait a minute. Jerry struggled and asked the old butler, "What about my father, I want to see him, I want to see him, I have learned my mistake, I want to ask him for forgiveness!"

The old butler's eyes moved, revealing a hint of a smile, "Don't worry, you will see the master in a few days, he is waiting for you." ”

He was then forcibly dragged away, and at the doctor's place, he was thoroughly examined, especially for him, and several shameful examinations were carried out, which almost stripped him naked.

Finally, after getting the doctor's nod, he was taken back to Rex.

Rex locked him up in a small room and put a man to guard him day and night, and no one spoke to him the whole time.

In this room, he was treated like he hadn't enjoyed in a long time, a comfortable bed, three punctual meals a day, meat and hot soup for each meal, and even a hot bath.

He was very satisfied with this life, and even began to look forward to meeting his father.

However, such good times did not last a few days before they ended.

One morning, before dawn, he was violently dragged out of bed.

After hurriedly getting dressed, he was led to Rex. Rex was talking to a group of militiamen at this time, and when he saw Jerry being brought over, he casually pointed to the carriage next to him and motioned for Jerry to sit on it.

When I opened the car door, there were already several people sitting inside, all old faces from the castle.

He tried to say hello a few times, but everyone just looked at him coldly and didn't reply.

It wasn't long before Rex finished speaking, got on his horse with a group of militiamen, and set off.

Speechless all the way, Jerry didn't know where he was being taken, and slowly fell asleep in the bumps.

I don't know how long it took, but the carriage stopped.

A group of them were called out of the car and came to a castle.

It was a castle about the size of the Wolf's Tooth Castle, but it was much more dilapidated, and in many places the exterior walls had peeled off, revealing gray walls.

......

In the hall of the castle, Wolf sat solemnly on the main seat, while Lord Pixiu, the original owner of the castle, sat down, glaring at Wolf.

"How about it, as long as you agree to surrender, then you are still the owner of the castle, and you can still enjoy all this. ”

Wolf said to him slowly.

"Don't think about it! You killed my son and tried to rob my family property, you executioner is waiting to be punished!"

Pixiu spat hard and scolded Wolf.

"Don't talk nonsense, your son was killed by bandits. And I drove out the bandits in time and saved you, and since the people in your territory are almost dead, I specially want to help you manage your territory. ”

Pixiu sneered: "When the time comes, Black Rock City will send people down and find out that you have openly annexed the territories of other nobles, see if you can still reverse right and wrong like this." ”

"Black Rock?" Wolf picked up a glass of red wine from the table, which he had found in the cellar, "You know what, you can do whatever you want with money. I've long used money to settle the relationship, and everyone will think that they don't see it. ”

Even then, you can't get ownership of the realm, which belongs to the Jacosian family and is recognized by imperial law. ”

"Really?"

Wolf laughed and clapped his hands, and two squires walked in with Jerryanne outside the door.

"You also have a daughter who will marry my son and give birth to a child of the Jacobite and Andrew bloodlines, and he will naturally have the inheritance of the Jacomean Domain. ”

After hearing this, Pixiu only felt a chill in his heart, Wolf really wanted to smoke the roots of their James family, so that they would never have a chance to turn over.

"No, you can't do that...... I am willing to give you all the ordinary possessions, to be a lobbyist for you, please don't ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Wolf wave his hand impatiently, and several soldiers dragged him down.

Turning to look at Jerryan, Wolf had no expression on his face, stood up and waved at him for him to follow, and walked up the stairs towards the upper floor.

Coming to a door, Wolf pushed it open and entered, and inside was a bedroom, neatly furnished.

There was a young girl sitting on the bed, looking nervously at the two of them.

"She's Pixiu's youngest daughter, and she'll be your wife, and she's not badly looking. ”

Wolf said, pointing at her.

At first glance, Jerry was indeed a very beautiful girl, with the same white skin as all aristocratic girls.

However, the girl's dull eyes and the corners of her mouth slightly drooling made him feel cold.

This is a person with dementia.

"A year later, I'm going to see her give birth to Andrew's bloodline. "You only have one year, and if you can't, I'll change someone." ”

Wolfe's words made Jerry understand what would happen to him after the substitution.

After taking Jerry to meet his future wife, Wolf turned and walked downstairs again, Jerry following silently.

"Fred. ”

Worf shouted, and a stout knight stepped up from the side and saluted him respectfully.

"I'm bothering you to stay here during this time, and the wedding must be held as soon as possible, and you are all responsible. I have a group of men and militia from the castle, and I will hand them over to you. ”

Fred nodded.

"Also, the group of rebels who were caught before were all hanged in the name of bandits and hung on the town, so that they could understand the fate of the rebellion. ”

After giving all this order, Wolf walked out of the hall with a group of attendants.

Seeing this, Jerry could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart, chased out of the hall and asked loudly to Wolf, "Why, why?!

Wolf paused in his footsteps, then continued on his way, leaving a word without looking back.

"Green is my son, and you are the descendants of Andrew's family, and dedication to the family is the value of your existence. ”