In the water dungeon of the royal palace in the city of Karta, Camille had been here for three days, and he had not seen anyone except the guards who had urinated on his head. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The water dungeon of the royal palace was built more than 100 years ago, and the Dalton family at that time specially built this water dungeon in order to punish the traitors and deserters in the Iron Man Legion.

Entering through a secret door on the side of the cellar, a spiral staircase leads to the second basement floor, where there is no sunlight and no people, and the surrounding walls are made of thick bluestone, and through the light of the torches, you can see that there are some faint blood stains on the walls.

Covered with four-grid iron mesh, beneath which was a three-meter-deep cistern that the designers had thoughtfully set up as a series of 'single rooms', each no more than ten feet long and wide, had been abandoned for more than a decade, and Kenny's hereditary title ordered the use of this inhumane prison to be stopped.

Somehow, the resentment caused Kenny to take back the edict he had personally issued, and if it weren't for Camille's betrayal, this historic prison would not have seen the light of day, continuing to write its brutal history.

The three-meter-deep cistern was almost completely filled by the Guards, and when you looked down from the top of the iron mesh, you could only see Camille's hair, and it was impossible to sit down in the water prison, let alone sleep, and if the guards wanted you to die, he just had to add some more water to it, of course, Camille couldn't die like this, because Kenny wouldn't let him die so comfortably.

Camille's hands were hanging from the iron net, trying to lift his nose and mouth to the surface with the strength of his arms to breathe, he had been hanging like this for three days, his hands had been worn out with deep blood, and the guards guarding him had tied a rope to the wire net to prevent him from drowning, and the other end strangled his neck, and if he let go, the suffocation would immediately wake him up.

Occasionally, the guards would be merciful and pull him up, and just last night, a group of night guards had a whim, and scooped Camille out of the water, and a whole group of guards put their own urine into the basin where Camille was served, and one of the guards pulled Camille by the hair, dragged him to the basin, and asked him to blow off the urine bubbles on the basin with his mouth.

Camille looked at the smiling guards in front of him, but there was nothing he could do, there was not even a fly here, and if he didn't want to die immediately, he could only endure the humiliation and survive.

Exhausted, Camille looked at the iron net above his head, he didn't know when the lord would come to interrogate him, maybe this was the way the lord chose to die for him, and his persistence would only make the pain a little longer.

A guard came over with a bowl of rancid bread cubes, he poured the bread cubes directly into the water, the bread was scattered, floating on the water, Camille put his mouth close to the water, wanted to bite a piece of bread floating on the water, a faint smell of urine came to his nose, Camille swallowed the disgusting taste, put a piece of rancid noodles into his mouth, raised his head and swallowed it without chewing.

A sound of footsteps came from the side of the spiral staircase, and the Guards all stood up.

"Duke Mike, you're here!" said one of the leading guardsmen.

"Well, is the kid dead?" Mike asked the Guards, who were leading the group.

"Not yet, if the lord doesn't speak, how can he let him die!"

"Very well, get him up. Mike looked underneath the wire net, his eyes shining fiercely.

The wire net squeaked, and the Guards untied the rope around Camille's neck and scooped him up.

"It's been a good few days, blue-eyed imp. Mike sat in a chair to the side and looked at Camille lying on the ground.

Seeing that Camille did not reply, Mike got up from his chair, walked over to Camille, and raised a foot to step on Camille's head, and his foot became harder and harder, and harder, and the force seemed to be about to trample Camille to the ground.

"Uhh

Mike took his foot off Camille's head.

"Boy, if it weren't for Kenny's order, I would have made your death ugly, remember, all those who betray the leader will end up dying a particularly ugly death. Mike gritted his teeth and spat out the last words of his mouth, staring at Camille like a puddle of mud with indifferent eyes.

"Come, take this traitor to the palace, and today the lord will personally interrogate this damned traitor. Mike finished speaking to the guards next to him, and turned to go up the stairs.

Mike walked out of the wine cellar on the first floor, Marven stood aside and asked, "Duke Mike, why do you have to come and deliver the word yourself, just leave this kind of trivial matter to me or Gomez." ”

Mike looked at Marven with a questioning face and said, "I was just thinking, should I end up with that kid here, Kenny is cruel to prisoners and enemy soldiers, but he has always been indecisive towards his own people, if he was angry three days ago, he might have executed that guy, but after three days, his anger has almost disappeared, I heard that Nina liked this kid very much before, I was afraid that I would go to the palace later, Kenny relented and let this kid go." ”

Marven listened to Mike's words and nodded, "It's true that Madame asked me to save that kid, but at that time he was just stealing something for the homeless child, and now he is a traitor, a traitor who almost killed his lord, I don't think it's possible." ”

As the two spoke, the guards had already taken Camille behind him, and Camille was too weak to walk, and the two guards dragged him to the palace.

Above the palace, Kenny rested his chin in one hand and watched as the leaders of the noisy Iron Man Legion were discussing how to execute Camille, a traitor.

Mike and Marven led Camille to the palace with the guards, Camille's feet were all worn out, and a blood stain stretched from the palace square to the main hall, the guards threw Camille under the steps of the palace, Camille, who collapsed on the ground, looked at the people in the entire palace, wanted to climb, but tried several times and couldn't get up.

Kenny was a little upset by the noise of His Highness's group, and when he saw Camille being brought up, he immediately stood up.

"Quiet down! We are gathered here today to judge the Iron Legion, Camille of the Guard, and everyone knows what happened, so tell me the result of what you just discussed. ”

"Lord, I suggest that he be handed over to the Seminary, where we have the most brutal sawing in Karta, and I think everyone would love to see this damn traitor sawed in half!" a burly infantry captain stood up and said.

"Lord, I propose that he be executed, our siege party has not done this kind of work for a long time, and no one is not afraid of this punishment, and if the soldiers see what this traitor looks like after his death, there will never be any more traitors in the Iron Man Legion!" said another diminutive siege vehicle captain, standing up.

The hall, which had just quieted down, began to be noisy again, and the generals scrambled to express their opinions.

"There are many proposals from everyone, or else, each of us will write his opinion on a parchment note, and then mix them together, and draw one, and whichever one is drawn, we will execute the traitor in this way. After Kenny finished speaking, he looked at Marven on the side, who was very eye-catching to prepare the pen and paper.

The generals looked at Kenny on the throne and acquiesced to the lord's approach.