Tucker and his cellmates walked around the rough gravel square.

He was envious of the other guys, who were playing a game similar to Andersey Ball, but throwing the ball into the basket. Tucker almost forgot when he had last seen this kind of play...... It's as long as a walk in the sun.

The high walls keep the cold wind at bay, and the noon makes it feel less cold. Tucker continued to do what he was instructed to do: walk under the wall and not look at the filming set - it's incredible that the "Fall of the Mage's Tower" they've seen is made that way.

Dozens of minutes later, after walking around and unable to dispel the chill, the girl named "Astolfo" next to the deputy warden ran over to go back to the dungeon to rest. It was a lively girl, and Sissi was about the same age as she was when she was still alive.

"Go back to the dungeon and rest." This sentence only felt deeply ridiculous in the past, and even more absurd, this sentence would make Tucker feel like home now.

All this is thanks to the deputy warden...... He interrogated everyone in the dungeon for a few days, and Tucker told him that he was imprisoned in the dungeon for killing the thug who sold his sister. Then the next day, the deputy warden said that he had found out the truth and gave himself two choices, release him now or work for him, and in the future you could go with him to Xingyue Bay, where there was delicious food and exquisite houses...... Who knows, Tucker can't find his sister anymore, and Tucker doesn't care.

Gratitude to the Deputy Warden. He was meant to die, but now he doesn't have to.

On the way back to the dungeon, Tucker passed by the filming scene, and Tucker heard the deputy warden talking to the old orc, and his tone was respectful. And then there was some envy...... If I hadn't been so stupid, I would have been like the old orc now, and I wouldn't have to be in the background to talk to the deputy warden?

Perhaps because of the undeserved luxury, Tucker gradually became less numb, and some thoughts always popped into his head, such as going back to the dungeon and seeing the four-handed caveman cooking, and thinking that they were really born workers; When I saw the nezumi honestly lined up, I wondered why they didn't use their minions to escape; When I saw the dull and silent Dadal's rice bowl, I thought that he was so able to eat that he was actually locked in the dungeon for dozens of days, but he lost some weight; While sitting in the cell eating with the inmates, I thought that the deputy warden had let them get together...... Do you want them to get to know each other?

Tucker, who was holding a rice bowl, leaned over to an elf and hesitated, "My name is Tucker, what about you?"

The elf ignored him, but an answer came from the side, "I'm Pakpaffa." ”

Tucker craned his neck to see the centaur in its entirety. They are as tall as horses, but have the upper body of a human.

“…… You're in luck. Tucker, who saw that it was a mare, said, "Women and beautiful women are miserable in the dungeon......

These would be picked by the noble officials outside, sent to the dungeon, then the dungeon guards, and finally the prisoners. No woman can get out alive...... There are not a few days to live, and the evil prisoner does not care what he enters.

"They're lucky, too."

Pakpafa stomped his hooves. Tucker looked at the centaur who was two heads taller than him and his strong physique: "You're right, it's their luck that they didn't meet you. ”

Tucker and Pakpafa had an awkward conversation, and then he realized that these races not only had similar experiences to them, but also had similar ideas, and even the deputy warden had agreed to take them to Starmoon Bay.

While I was still imagining what Xingyue Bay was like, a caveman prayed from the side: "Thank you for Annan's gift......"

It folded its four hands and prayed earnestly before picking up the bowl and spoon.

"Who is Annan?" Tucker asked curiously.

"It's the deputy warden, he's Jack, and he's the king of the North."

"But I heard them call the deputy warden, isn't it just right for Olme?"

"That's Annan's disguised identity."

A prince disguised his identity in order to save these lowly commoners? Looking at the bowl of brown rice and fatty slices...... Tucker believed.

And the deputy warden does have some resemblance to Jack in the magic image.

Tucker slowly grinds food with his teeth as he talks to the centaur, the centaur's ears suddenly stand up, and then Tucker hears the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway where the cell door opens.

The enveloped King of the North appeared in the hallway, then looked this way.

"Who's that guy sitting with the centaurs and elves?"

"He's Tucker, and he's the prisoner who killed the gangsters for his sister."

Annan remembered that after learning what had happened to him, Annan sent someone to find out the whereabouts of his sister, but the investigation was terminated when he was traced to the Karemis camp.

Camp Themis, also known as the Land of No Return, is located in a cave on the outskirts of the southern outskirts of the city of Beta. Countless evil transactions that could not be put on the table, and which even the nobles lamented to themselves, were carried out there......

Annan thought about it, went over to say hello to Tucker and Parker Patfa, and patted Parker Patfa's broad back to let her recuperate.

The alien Ryanan who remained was particularly interested in centaurs, who were natural warriors and archers—perhaps out of common sense, but centaurs had no cavalry, and their upper bodies in front of them could not support the impact of cavalry encounters. Therefore, the centaur tribe has always been widely distributed in the steppe and hilly areas in a nomadic form.

Weighing between 800 and 1,500 pounds as an adult, centaurs are unmatched in their strength, and their innate gift for bows and arrows allows them to attack farther and move faster than other races. Annan hoped that Pakpafa would bring his people to Xingyue Bay, as there was no grassland in Xingyue Bay...... In the south, the forests are cut down and the grasslands are gone.

The latter gnolls hope to get in touch with the gnolls near Starmoon Bay.

There are also races such as rat people and cavemen, and Annan also has the idea of attracting their own kind and expanding the species in Xingyue Bay. Too many alien races will make Xingyue Bay mixed? Is this bundle of 100 pounds of firewood cut by humans more noble, or is the bundle of 100 pounds of wood gnawed by the rat people more despicable?

"King of the North, are my people still alive......" asked Mozari, the only elf left.

Annan looked at it sympathetically: "You should know that no matter whether it is cold winter or the pursuing guards, the mercenary group patrolling will not let them go......"

Not only Mozzali, but other races will not have a chance to see those escaped from prison again.

In the afternoon, they heard that a cold snap was coming and that it was snowing, so they switched to shooting in the dungeon and waited until the snow melted before continuing. Annan gave the prisoners full freedom to come and go as long as they did not leave the second floor. And the cleaned, bright, warm dungeon will always give these prisoners the illusion of confusion that this is a dream.

In any case, the pain of the past is far away from them, and a new future awaits them.

(End of chapter)