"Damn, what are you two fat pigs doing?!"

The huge movement in the dungeon attracted the warden's attention, and he dragged a key and staggered inside.

"Don't bark, dead dog. ”

Before entering the door, he shouted to silence the watchdog outside the door.

The warden carried a long string of keys around his waist, and as he walked, the whole string of keys jingled, like a bell blown by the wind, alerting the people in the prison that the vicious dogs were coming.

Today, however, he has ushered in a dog slayer.

Aryria stalked in the darkness, and as soon as the warden noticed that something was wrong, a sharp knife flashed out of the darkness and rested on his throat with a terrible light.

Liberated with both hands and feet, Eleria resembles a sturdy cheetah in the dark, with first-class movement and concealment skills. By the time the warden reacted, it was too late.

He had a scar on his face, and although he was held to his throat with a sharp knife, he was not immediately weak like the two jailers. After all, he had served in the regular Imperial Army before being recruited as a warden by the slave traders of Marienburg after retiring from the army.

"Well, it looks like I was careless and fell into the hands of a. ”

The warden blurted out. He could smell the enchanting fragrance of the elf, but for him, it was the venom of the viper, and the two little rabbits must have been snatched away by this viper.

"That's not all you careless. ”

The elf said, pulling the handcuffs around his waist and squeezing them to the chair with her backhand.

Then, Aryria walked over unhurriedly, her beautiful face so calm and undisturbed. She stared at the warden, an old man in his fifties, with a stubble all over his cheeks and chin. His rough skin seems to have gone through the baptism of time. However, compared to Aryria's calmness, he still seemed a little nervous.

Although the female elf looks like she is only in her twenties, she has spent hundreds of years in the forest.

"Where's my weapon?"

In the firelight, Aryria walked across from the warden and looked at him with a grim face.

"You damn bitch, you don't want to get out of here. Even if you kidnap me, you won't be able to escape. ”

The warden shouted and cursed.

But what was ushered in was a violent punch, only to see a shadow in the darkness, the warden's nose was directly crooked, and scarlet warm blood flowed out of the broken bridge of the nose, staining the whole mouth red.

"You could have lived, and now, I'm not going to let you live. ”

Elearia didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, and after speaking, she took out a bottle of green potion from her bosom, which was just found from the clothes of the two jailers - confession potion, the masterpiece of the imperial alchemists, Marienburg used to belong to the most prosperous port city of the empire, and all kinds of potions have long been flooded among the people. For the interrogation of the "prisoners", they had nothing.

The warden was slammed in his struggle, and Aryria closed his mouth, the potion mixed with blood running down his throat.

After a few moments, the warden who was tied to his chair began to be in a trance.

His will was still resisting, however, under the constant effects of the drug, his body began to get out of control.

"On the upper floor of the warehouse, the gem area ...... "Read the book."

The warden's mouth opened and closed, and the vague words flowed into Aryria's ears as effective messages flowed into Eliria's ears.

"Looks like he's pretty literate. ”

Aryria snorted. It was a knife to the warden's neck. The warden convulsed for a moment before he died, and the greasy blood stained the placket of his clothes a dark red......

"Come with me, you'll only suffer worse if you stay here. ”

Drawing her dagger back, Aryria walked over to the woman and motioned for her to follow. However, the woman who had been beaten and tortured to the point of being unhumanly had apparently lost the confidence to escape. She was afraid, afraid of the more brutal punches, kicks, and violence.

The woman pointed out the room, where the roars of several vicious dogs were coming through the dungeon door. It's chilling. Aryria turned around and saw that almost everyone was like this, hiding in their cells, shivering. Violence has turned people into animals that are about to die...... What flashes in their eyes is no longer the desire for survival, no longer the desire for freedom, but the submission and fear of violence.

In desperation, Aryria can only act alone. She pocketed all the weapons on the warden's body. Swap into light leather boots and put on the warden's iron-locked gloves, which are also weapons when necessary.

When the elf walked out of the cell, the screams of the vicious dogs were heard......

......

Marienburg, a villa on a hill in the southwest corner of the city was home to the great slave trader Jerrys.

It was a large three-story house, as luxurious as the mansion of the city councilor, and in fact, as the great slave merchant of Marienburg, Jeris had gained a lot of wealth over the years. He gave most of his profits to those in power in the city, in exchange for untold wealth and prominence.

He cherishes what he has, which has been bought with the blood and tears of countless people. For the sake of wealth and status, he has long since abandoned those so-called goodness and order.

At night, the villa is gorgeous and magnificent, and the fountain in the courtyard spits out clear spring water, which is sweet and clear, and can even be drunk directly. Even though millions of people in the city may still be drinking dirty water, it's none of his business. Jared sat in the hall sipping a drink, the dark walls, the firelight flickering, and the distorted shadow of the statue of Mannan, the god of the sea, spread across most of the hall.

Jareth felt contented, surrounded by lavish decorations that seemed to be covered in gold, and he felt as if he were sitting on a throne made of gold, and the thugs he hired were his people.

"Moss, come out and tell me that a few more rats have died today. During this time, you have to take it easy, there are not many new goods, and old goods should be sold slowly. ”

Jared sat in an ivory chair, glass in hand, muttering to the shadows. At this time, the warden would come to his home to report on the situation in the dungeon. The guards would let him in, and the warden was one of the few who could enter the inner hall without notice.

Today, however, he felt that something was not quite right. The rough footsteps of the past were replaced by those as light as those of a bobcat, and, as Moss used to do, he would go straight to report the situation. However, he called twice, but there was still no answer.

On the firelit wall, a slender figure suddenly appeared. Jareth was just about to call out to the guards. A cold dagger rested around his neck.

Aryria's movements were as agile and silent as ever. She is more agile than the best Assassins in human society, adept at stealth and stealth.

"I heard from others about your existence. ”

Aryria whispered, her slender fingers gripping the dagger, her eyes filled with hatred and contempt.

Humans, in her opinion, are really the bedbugs in the gutter, polluting the world.

"You...... You...... What do you want? We have something to discuss, I can give you the key to the vault, take it as you like, put the knife down first......"

Jarys's voice trembled in fear. In the past, he interrogated his slaves in this way, but now he is a fish on the chopping block.

"What do I want?" said Aryria, sneering, "I just want your life." ”

After saying that, like killing a chicken, he slit the throat of the big slave merchant. She was always so clean that the elf didn't even look at it when the greasy blood spurted out. She grabbed a clean cloth from the slave owner and used it to wipe the blood from the dagger. Then, put all the gold jewelry in the mansion that can be taken away into the package. She needed a long journey, and the captains of the smuggling merchant ships needed a lot of money. As long as they have money, they can do anything......