The chief knight took advantage of the situation and suggested: "The rest of the things will be handled by the subordinates, my lord, your delicate body, how bad it is to stay in this kind of damp house for a long time, we must finish moving the equipment on time!"

Shani stepped on the board on the ground with her foot, and softly refused, "Don't hurry, let's take a walk!"

Shani looked around, got up and prepared to continue to investigate inside, at this time the face of the knight chief beside her showed a trace of panic, Shani has followed the empress for a long time and is skillful in observing words and expressions, how can she not pay attention to the strange expression he shows, she took the torch in the hand of the knight chief, and threw it out of the door, so frightened that the soldiers who stole food at the door hurriedly picked up the torches, and the warehouse caught fire but was hanged.

In the dim environment, the broken gap in the warehouse shone in the faint beam, and the deeper into the room, the more the gap became, Shani saw that something was wrong, and looked at the knight chief on the side, although it was very dark all around, she seemed to see the knight chief's cold sweat sliding down his fat forehead and dripping onto the wooden plank.

Shani walked quickly to the place with the most gaps, this is already the depths of the warehouse, if it were not for the light beam from the gap in the wall, she would not have noticed this place at all, vaguely you can see that there are a lot of thatched mats here, Shani lifted the mat, and what appeared in front of her was the rusted and damaged sword armor piled up together, and even because she moved the mat, the items inside were broken into several pieces with her movements, and fell to the ground with a rare sound.

Shani turned her head to look at the chief knight, and said with disgust: "It's really good for you to take care of the equipment, what a dutiful duty, look at what they look like, do you let the soldiers take these weapons and wear these armor to fight on the battlefield?

The chief knight didn't say a word, and fell to his knees in despair.

Shani didn't look at him, strode past him, and walked straight out of the gate, she looked at the young soldier who was busy hiding bread, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing the honorable lady look at herself, the soldier was puzzled, why did she look at herself? She wouldn't punish herself for stealing food while guarding the warehouse, would she?

Shani walked outside, looked at the dragoons waiting for her, and ordered, "The chief knight inside is a self-stealing silverfish, you go in and clean him up, and put him in prison to wait for his release!"

"Yes!" a pair of dragoons walked into the warehouse and pulled out the stunned chief knight from inside.

Only then did the chief knight come to his senses and beg for mercy loudly: "My lord, my lord, go around next time!"

"Noise!" the dragoon, who was pulling him, punched him in the face, causing him to stop shouting.

The soldier at the door watched in amazement as his commander was dragged out by the dragoons, and at this time, his first thought was that he should not be punished for stealing bread.

After Shani watched the chief knight being escorted away by the dragoons, she waved her hand and ordered her subordinates, "Let's go, go to the prison!"

Shanny stooped into the carriage, and a pair of centaurs escorted Shanny in the direction of the prison.

In order not to see the annoying chief knight again, Shani waited for a long time at the prison gate before entering. The prison environment in St. Caron was not much better than that in other prisons in the Empire, after all, all prisoners came in, and it was impossible to give prisoners too good a living environment.

Compared to the gloomy and damp nature of the prison, the environment of the weapons warehouse is nothing short of that. Shani continued to march into the interior of the prison, passing through the cells of ordinary prisoners, and the guards inside gradually became stricter, because the prisoners held here were either death row prisoners or political prisoners, and in order to prevent them from desperately taking a gamble, the Empire arranged for many jailers to guard this area.

If it weren't for the faint glow of the oil lamps on the walls, the environment would be pitch black, and the guards would have to watch out for the drops of water dripping from the stones overhead, and if they didn't pay attention, they would have to extinguish the oil lamps on the walls, and it would be troublesome to relight the lamps.

With no end in sight to the path to the depths of the prison, Shani walked with the guards for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a small cell in the depths.

The jailer who led the way put the torch in his hand close to the iron fence of the prison, so that Shani could see more clearly the appearance of the prisoner sleeping in the fence, and the jailer explained with a sneer: "My lord, this is the eldest son of the Nikolai family, the son of Daun. ”

Shani saw the prisoner inside by the light of the fire. It is indeed him, although his clothes are shabby and his hair is a little messy, but he is indeed the high-spirited Young Master Daun in the past, but unfortunately fate makes people, and now he can only be reduced to a prisoner.

Shani pointed to the lock on the door and commanded, "Open the door, I'll go in and talk to him." ”