It wasn't until he entered the lodging area that Weiss understood why this place could accommodate 30,000 people, the prisoners' lodging quarters were built underground, there were nine floors, each floor was inhabited by thousands, the middle was empty, you could see the bottom floor from the top floor, all the lodging rooms were arranged on both sides, because of Bodiak's message, all the criminals gathered on the edge of the railing, looking at Vis standing on the fifth floor platform. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What an exaggerated prison, Weiss sighed in his heart, plus he didn't need any magicians to control all the criminals in this prison, what kind of craftsman could create such a prison? Thinking back to the secret documents of the empire that I had read in the past few days, the craftsman who designed this prison from which no one could escape was imprisoned by the emperor at the time on charges of disrespect after it was completed, but it was obvious that the emperor did not want anyone who was imprisoned to escape, because the emperor was afraid that he would tell others about the loopholes in the prison. The talented craftsman spent his life in prison like this, and Weiss knew very well that the craftsman knew how to escape from this prison, so why didn't he escape from prison? Weiss speculated that it was because of the craftsman's self-esteem that he would not allow anyone in the prison he had built to even include himself to escape, and finally he chose to spend his life in prison without doing anything.

Putting his inner thoughts aside, Weiss didn't come here to admire the craftsmanship of his predecessors, he walked to the center of the platform, where the warden told him to stand in order to make a notice. After asking the warden why, the answer given by the warden was that no matter how small the sound was in that position, it could be heard by the entire dormitory, but not in the rest of the platform, what is the principle? This kind of thing can be done without magic? But in fact, this prison does not use any magic, and Weis, as a descendant, can only sigh at the skill of the craftsmen who built the prison.

"Please listen to me. Instead of shouting when he learned what the platform was capable of, Vess began to preach in his usual way, only to be taken aback, he never expected his voice to be so loud. However, Vis was worthy of Vess, and immediately recovered from his panic, and continued: "I am sure you have heard of me from Bodiak, my name is Vis Sterling, and I have the right to give everyone present a chance, a chance to regain their freedom. ”

When he heard the words "freedom", the criminal, who had not cared about it, also cheered up and turned his attention to Weiss's speech.

"Now, there is a rebel army that is closing in on the central capital, and if you are willing to fight them, you will be free. Although you may have some grievances with the empire and want the empire to perish, but the current empire is not the empire it used to be, the entire power of the empire has been completely renovated from the inside out, even me, a former businessman, has now seized the opportunity to become a general of the empire, you can also become like that, from a prisoner to a soldier, and then build up military merits, step by step, and finally become an official and knight, and even a marquis, you may think that after the magic disappears, the empire will perish, but I am here to tell you clearly, even without magic, the empire is a powerful country with a million troops, and the size of the rebel army is completely not to be feared。 ”

The audience was silent, the criminals began to think about whether they should work for the empire, everyone who was imprisoned here longed for freedom, some things would feel extra precious once they were lost, the people here lost their freedom, and the weight of the word freedom in their hearts was not something ordinary people could imagine.

Weiss knew he had already impressed the criminals, "Here, too, I want to show a little sincerity. Mr. Warden, please bring me my sword. ”

The warden of the prison, who had long regarded Vesss as his master, drew the sword from Weisser's hand, ran to Vess's side, and handed the sword to Vess.

"It must be hard for all of you to stay here, right? I know very well that the reason you feel hard is because of this fat man next to me. Suddenly called Vess a dead fat man, the warden was startled, "Lord Sterling, what are you talking about?"

Completely ignoring the warden's words, Weiss continued, "This guy has relied on his power as a prison warden to do all kinds of inhumane things to you in a prison where no one can control him, so now he will accept the verdict, although this sanction is a little late, I hope you don't mind, if I can get the power sooner, maybe your suffering will end sooner, I am very sorry for this." As he spoke, Vis lowered his head. Realizing that something was wrong, the warden wanted to escape, but how could he let him escape? Two of Vess's minions, Viser and Bodiak, immediately grabbed him by the backhand and prevented him from moving.

"Y-you!" the warden struggled desperately, but his fat body could not match that of the heavily trained Weiser and Bodiak, and no matter how much the warden struggled, he still couldn't break free.

"Everyone, please bear witness to the sanction of me, Vis Stirling, and I hope it will calm your anger. With that, Weiss walked up to the warden.

"The Emperor won't let you go!You demon!You're going to hell!" the warden roared loudly at Weiss.

Vis just smiled coldly, "Now, you have come to curse me to go to hell, don't you worry about whether you will go to hell first?" I know what you have done with your power, and you mentioned the emperor, ah, sorry, the emperor has now handed over the full power of the commander of the central capital to me, that is, I have the power to execute you." There is all sorts of disdain in the words.

A look of despair appeared on the face of the fat man in front of Ves.

"Die. As he spoke, Weiss stabbed his sword hard into the warden's fat belly, and with a "thud", the warden's stomach was cut open like a pig, and his intestines, blood and mess flowed all over the ground, and his mouth opened wide as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't make a sound. After a while, the warden's eyes slowly dimmed, and as soon as the two men who held his hands let go, the warden fell to the ground like a deflated ball, motionless.

It was as silent as death, and the criminals did not expect that the prison warden, who had been pressing on their heads for so many years, would be executed just because of Weiss's words.

The silence lasted only a few seconds, and a loud cheer immediately filled the entire lodging area, and although it was not neat, every cheer was, "Vis Sterling, long live!"

Weiss smiled with satisfaction, the combat power to fight the rebel army was in hand.