Tick, tick.

Cool groundwater dripped, making a crisp sound at Ye Huan's feet, and he looked up, surrounded by a closed underground cave, only on the opposite side was a fence-like vent, barely able to bring in some fresh air and sunlight.

There were also six or seven prisoners in prison uniforms beside him, their faces were gray and their spirits were sluggish, and they were lying on the cold straw mats, not even looking at Ye Huan.

Five minutes ago, Ye Huan was thrown in from outside the fence by Krupp and became a prisoner here.

Hell, where the hell did you provoke them?

After thinking about it, Ye Huan really couldn't find a reason to arrest him - the crisis of sealing Oda Qing had passed, and the werewolf family had also been leveled by that mysterious force, other than that, Ye Huan had never done anything taboo!

"Little one, do you have any cigarettes?" asked the old man, who was thin like a skeleton, in the depths of the cage.

For the first time in prison in his life, Ye Huan touched his body with a smile, but fortunately, Krupp just confiscated weapons and armor, and ignored things like change and tobacco, and he still had a packet of marijuana from Adolf on his body, and threw it away, "Spices, do you want it?"

"This smells ......" the old man grabbed his cigarette and sniffed it, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh, it's been more than 20 years, and this is the first time I've smelled an old friend." Brothers, fucking fuck me out, this little brother let us open the meat!"

Six or seven prisoners immediately gathered together, and the stones rubbed against the rock wall to create sparks, carefully igniting the marijuana, and in a moment the cell was covered in smoke.

"Huh......" The skeleton old man sucked most of it in one breath, and then said comfortably: "The little brother seems to know the rules very well, the etiquette is in place, and the old brothers will take care of you, Rupee, Shagru, the meeting gift will be given to this little brother!"

"Hehe, it should be!" the two people who were called laughed, and their hands were pulled out from behind their backs, carrying a wooden stick and a sharp knife.

If it weren't for this pack of marijuana, would I have been 'entertained'?

The unspoken rule of imprisonment is really not to be underestimated!

"Little brother, how did you get in?" chatted for a while, and the old man with bones talked more.

Ye Huan sighed, talked about some of the experiences that could be said, and finally spread out his hands, "Hell, from the time I was arrested, I started to think about which law I violated, but I still haven't figured it out...... Phew, it's good that I still have the status of a fanatical believer, so I won't be tortured to extract a confession, right?"

"Fanatic, hey, hey, hey......" The old man suddenly laughed.

"Am I not right?"

"Yes, very right, fanatics, so noble, so majestic!" the old man still laughed.

Another prisoner pointed at the old man and said, "Little guy, do you know what the boss used to do?" He lifted the corner of the old man's clothes, dusted off the dust on it, and vaguely had some white robes in color, "You are also a believer in the Heavenly Father's Sect, have you heard of twenty years ago, He Lie Mountain guarded the mountain and guarded the military capital, the white cloth bishop, Shamir?"

In the priesthood system of the Heavenly Father Sect, there are three levels of robes: red, white, and black, and there are many specific positions under each color, and this white-robed bishop is second only to the red-robed bishop, and only two levels lower than Oda Kiyoshi's father, Cardinal Oda Genya!

"You are Shamir?" Ye Huan looked at the old man in amazement.

"It's me!" The white-robed bishop of the past smoked marijuana, and said with a smile: "Are you still proud of your fanatical status? Little brother, brother, I was a fanatic when I was thirteen years old, I became a black-robed archbishop at the age of twenty, and a white-robed metropolitan at the age of forty-six, but in the next twenty years, I haven't been in prison here for twenty years?"

He patted Ye Huan on the shoulder, "Little brother, for the sake of you being on the road like this, let me tell you one more sentence: the Inquisition has never arrested people because of the law, it must have been you who offended some big person, or threatened the safety of He Lieshan, in addition, don't expect the identity of a fanatic believer to save you, there are a few people who go out from here by identity, but they are not small people of your level!"

Ye Huan said this, "Then what can I do to get out?"

"With your identity, there are only two ways!" Shamir raised two fingers and mocked: "One is to catch up with the Holy See Holy War and go to the battlefield as cannon fodder, and the other way is that a certain god directly sends an oracle and is willing to accept you as his follower and pardon you from prison, but, just like you, can you get the oracle of the gods?"

Ye Huan smacked his lips.

There was silence in the cell for a moment, and after a few minutes, Shamir suddenly asked, "Ruby, how long has this little brother been in?"

"It's been almost ten minutes, huh?" Ruby glanced at the sunlight from the vents, and Shamir nodded, "Then it's time to come, brethren, for the sake of marijuana, prepare it for this little brother!"

"Prepare what?"

Dumbfounded, Ye Huan was stripped of the white robe on his body by these prisoners, and a lot of moss from the dungeon was pasted on the heart, two ribs, lower abdomen, and these vital parts, and then a few pieces of one inch thick and extremely elastic thing were turned out from under the straw mat, which seemed to be pigskin, and stuck to Ye Huan's elbows and knees.

While preparing, Shamir also explained: "Don't get me wrong, we're not teasing you, the rules of the Inquisition, new prisoners, must be treated with a little special 'hospitality', what kind of enemy, old enemy, I'll come back to clean you up later, and when the time comes, at least it will be a beating!" As he spoke, he smeared the last layer of moss on Ye Huan's bone joints, and said with a smile: "But don't worry, the old buddies are all experienced, apply this thing, and ensure that you can't die!"

"Before the trial, they dare to beat me?" Ye Huan finally saw the dark side of the court.

Shamir snorted contemptuously, "What don't you dare? As soon as you enter the Inquisition, people are not people, and animals are not animals, we are just fish and meat under the sword!

Ye Huan looked down and gasped, only to see that the old man's two knees were only two large holes with stammering, and the two calves were also shrunk to the point that only bones remained, "I had a grudge against a cardinal back then, and after I came in, within ten minutes, he sent someone to dig out two kneecaps...... Alas, crippled for twenty years!"

Crunch!

As he spoke, the fence was opened, and four bald men like executioners burst in.

"Ha, it's really coming!" Shamir sighed and gave Ye Huan a 'resign to fate, take care of yourself' look.

"Roar, roar, watch the show!" A series of laughter immediately came to mind, and at this time, Ye Huan realized that there was not only one dungeon around, but through the fence, it could be seen that there were at least twenty or thirty of the same cells on the opposite side, each of which contained six or seven prisoners.

"Ye Huan, long time no see!" Krupp also appeared outside the fence, and the one standing next to him was ...... Tyrrell!!

It's the white-clothed archbishop who drove Uzhuo out of Horeol Mountain, but he was scolded by Benito!

"Are you framing me?" Ye Huan sneered.

"What do you mean by framing, will the Inquisition invite you if there is no solid evidence?" Tyrell smiled slightly, "Alright, according to the procedure, it's not time for me to speak, Mr. Krupp, you come first?"

"Hmm!" Krupp nodded and asked formulaically, "Ye Huan, do you know about the appearance of a ferocious demon beast on He Lie Mountain?"

Is this for this? Ye Huan faintly had a bad feeling, and said stubbornly: "His Majesty the Pope said it when I went up the mountain, of course I know!"

"Then please tell me, after the qualification battle, at least twenty players revealed that the demon beast was targeting you, why is that?" Krupp said coldly: "It was you who deliberately lured the demon beast to He Lie Mountain to threaten the Holy Land of Heavenly Father. Or is it simply colluding with demon beasts, what ulterior motives are there!?"

"Old man, I don't know that monster at all, if you don't believe it, you can ask Principal Giggs to question it, or other players can confront me!"

Ye Huan didn't have a good temperament, in all fairness, the demon beast killed hundreds of lives because of the search for Ye Huan, because it was reasonable to arrest Ye Huan to assist in the investigation, but what did Tyrell mean behind him? This white-clothed archbishop stood here, obviously announcing a personal vendetta!

"Giggs, hmph, he is your adoptive father, he will definitely help you speak, and the other contestants don't even see the appearance of the demon beast, how can they confront you? quibbles, all of them are quibbles!" Krupp obviously didn't believe it, and said sharply: "Ye Huan, I can remind you, this is the dungeon of the Inquisition, unlike the Inquisition, if you don't tell the truth, we have the right to take any measures against you - this is the right given to us by Hera, the queen of heaven, even if you are a disciple of the Pope, you don't want to change our will!"

What else can Ye Huan say!?

He doesn't even know the shit!

"To borrow a word from you Yanhuang people, it seems that you mean that the dead duck has a hard mouth!" Krupp gave Ye Huan a few minutes to think, and then waved his hand coldly, "Archbishop Tyrrell in white, I have already dealt with it according to the procedure, and the rest will be left to you!"

His figure disappeared, leaving only a cold sentence, "Whatever you do, but remember, leaving his life, the matter of the demon beast must be pried out of his mouth!"

"Thank you!" Seeing Krupp leave, Tyrell's gaze suddenly became cold, "Oh, I can finally speak, isn't this the captain of Donglin......? You're really unfortunate that you have something to do with that monster, and now I can kill you openly!"

As she spoke, she laughed strangely, "Of course, I won't kill you, but if you, the captain of Donglin, lose a hand and a leg here, what will happen in the next Donglin game?"