Pris has been locked up here for five days.
Although it is not a cell, the renovated residence and cell are almost the same as the original wooden doors have been replaced with wooden railings, and all the furniture in the room has been moved away, leaving only a few blankets.
The only advantage is that the room is clean, neither air nor rainy.
In addition to him, there were four people in the prison.Three of them came from the Ryan family, one belonged to the Benlang family, and himself was the knights enfeoffed by Elk Earl.
It's really hell, when does he want to lock us up!The Ryan family looked at the oldest knight last year and shouted, "The wheat fields in the territory have not yet been sown!"My wife doesn't know how to make these things.
Your territory?The young knight of the Benlang family sneered, "Do you think the prince will still keep a knight's necklace and ask you to go back and collect horses, weapons and armor, and wait for an opportunity to take revenge?"To be honest, he was already considered kind to have not sent all of you to the gallows.
What did you say!?The old knight stared at him.
To be honest, the young knight didn't care. The Duke was the number one prisoner who planned and carried out the rebellion. He didn't clean up his elite knights and waited to leave it to his son?As for us, we naturally had to go to the battlefield due to the intimidation of the Duke.
I think you are seeking death!He walked over and lifted the young man, clenched his fist with his right hand, and when he was about to beat, one hand stretched out from behind and grabbed him firmly.
Stop, halon.Do you want to attract guards?A handsome knight pressed his fist down. He was right, we are knights under the Duke and will inevitably be sentenced to severe punishment when convicted.Since this is the case, just wait for the result quietly.Look at the people from the Elk family and then see what you are now.What about your noble demeanor?
Pris recognized him, the star knight of Changsong Fortress, Firing Silt, nicknamed Dawn and Morning Light, once fascinated many noble ladies.
He was so lucky that he eventually married a civilian woman, which was a big deal at the time.
Seeing that the other party mentioned him, Pris couldn't keep silent anymore, and said to the three people who were arguing: I don't know whether the territory can be left behind, but the prince will at least not take your life.
oh?Why?
At least it can also have a deterrent effect in the fortress. I have tried my best to get you here, who will I kill you?His conquering people?Pris shook his head, the Knights had not stepped into the border town yet.
If the townsmen did not rush in to burn, kill, loot, the people would naturally not have extreme hatred.
Therefore, for the prince, it is better to kill the fortress nobles than to kill the townsmen. If they are not killed in the fortress, their lives will be saved.
Filman thought for a while and nodded, saying that what he said made sense.May I ask your name is...
Prisdissa.
Thank you for your comfort, Sir Disa.Film gave a grateful look and pulled Haron to sit back in the corner.
The young man also sat down and hummed a song against the wall.
He was really not afraid, Pris thought, and his calmness was just an illusion of forcing him to pretend.
Pris knew in his heart that he was really not a knight.
He did not inherit his father's courage nor his mother's wisdom. He preferred to take care of his own acre of three-point land than to dance with swords and swords.
Raise chickens and ducks, fish by the pond, etc.
He was helpless in fighting for the Elk Earl in armor and sword. Not to mention killing people, he didn't even like to participate in hunting.
So when charging, Pris rushed as much as possible, but unexpectedly saved his life.
Wait... Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little strange. As the star knight under the Duke, why did Phelin Silt survive?Shouldn't he be the first?
His Highness the Prince wants to see you, and the guard suddenly shouted at the door, Senidali, come out first.
The young knight jumped up, waved at everyone, and walked out of the cell.
Hello, where are we!
Haron chased to the door, but was forced back by the short stick-sting gun in the hands of the guards.After locking the prison door, the other party said coldly, "Don't worry, it's your turn."
Pris became increasingly nervous when he learned that the trial was coming.
Damn, I always look forward to this day when there is no result. Now the result is coming, but I am scared.
He thought irritated.
But my body still couldn't help but tremble. Every few breaths I wanted to look up at the door, just like the first time when my child was about to be born, hope and panic coexist.
Fortunately, the waiting time was not long. After about two quarters of an hour, the guard in charge of escorting came again. Prisdisa, it's you.
He stood up in panic, but his feet were accidentally tripped by the blanket rolled up on the ground. Fortunately, Feilin was quick-eyed and moved forward to support him.
Thanks.He felt his throat was dry.
A simple task.The other party's voice was calm and powerful, which relieved Pris' nervousness a lot.
He nodded to Feilin and followed the guards out of the cell.
The person who led the way was a young man, about seventeen years old, wearing dark brown leather armor and leather boots, holding a spear-snap stick in both hands.
Don't you have to tie my hands up?Pris asked.
You've searched before you were locked up. Without weapons, what can you do.
Where are you going to take me?
His Highness's castle.
Where is the person before?How is he liked by the Knight named Seni?
The other party shrugged without answering.
Well, maybe he doesn't know, or maybe he doesn't want to tell himself.Pris shut his mouth.
The escort gave him a strange feeling. He dressed and looked like an ordinary civilian, but he was not afraid of the knights, and even the most basic respect was useless.
He seemed to have no idea that if it were normal, these people could easily decide his life and death.
There was also the other person's eyes. Pris saw many civilians who were rushing for survival. They were dull and cold, like a soulless zombie, but in the eyes of this little man, he saw pride and pride. He was obviously a civilian, but he had a look similar to a knight full of honor.
This extreme sense of incongruity puzzled Pris.
What kind of environment can create such a person?
He looked around and said that although he had never been to the border town before, he still heard about this barren and remote place.
However, the vitality displayed in the town now is very different from the border outpost he imagined.
There were people coming and going on the streets, and they were walking very fast, as if they were busy.
From time to time, someone would say hello to the little man who was escorting him.
Everyone's faces were rosy and full of energy, not at all like they had just experienced the ordeal of the Demon Moon.
When approaching the castle area, he saw a vacant land where more than a hundred people gathered. This group of people seemed to be building a house, and by scale, there was more than one building.
The materials of the house are piled up on the side, all of which are fired bricks.
Generally speaking, only nobles choose this more expensive material, but if you want to say that this is built for nobles, the house area is too small.
The houses that have been built in front of the open space are almost a little larger than the living room of our home.
In addition, those houses are too similar, almost as if they were printed from a mold. Which nobleman would like such a house?
With all kinds of questions, Pris stepped into the Lord's Castle.
Although it is not a cell, the renovated residence and cell are almost the same as the original wooden doors have been replaced with wooden railings, and all the furniture in the room has been moved away, leaving only a few blankets.
The only advantage is that the room is clean, neither air nor rainy.
In addition to him, there were four people in the prison.Three of them came from the Ryan family, one belonged to the Benlang family, and himself was the knights enfeoffed by Elk Earl.
It's really hell, when does he want to lock us up!The Ryan family looked at the oldest knight last year and shouted, "The wheat fields in the territory have not yet been sown!"My wife doesn't know how to make these things.
Your territory?The young knight of the Benlang family sneered, "Do you think the prince will still keep a knight's necklace and ask you to go back and collect horses, weapons and armor, and wait for an opportunity to take revenge?"To be honest, he was already considered kind to have not sent all of you to the gallows.
What did you say!?The old knight stared at him.
To be honest, the young knight didn't care. The Duke was the number one prisoner who planned and carried out the rebellion. He didn't clean up his elite knights and waited to leave it to his son?As for us, we naturally had to go to the battlefield due to the intimidation of the Duke.
I think you are seeking death!He walked over and lifted the young man, clenched his fist with his right hand, and when he was about to beat, one hand stretched out from behind and grabbed him firmly.
Stop, halon.Do you want to attract guards?A handsome knight pressed his fist down. He was right, we are knights under the Duke and will inevitably be sentenced to severe punishment when convicted.Since this is the case, just wait for the result quietly.Look at the people from the Elk family and then see what you are now.What about your noble demeanor?
Pris recognized him, the star knight of Changsong Fortress, Firing Silt, nicknamed Dawn and Morning Light, once fascinated many noble ladies.
He was so lucky that he eventually married a civilian woman, which was a big deal at the time.
Seeing that the other party mentioned him, Pris couldn't keep silent anymore, and said to the three people who were arguing: I don't know whether the territory can be left behind, but the prince will at least not take your life.
oh?Why?
At least it can also have a deterrent effect in the fortress. I have tried my best to get you here, who will I kill you?His conquering people?Pris shook his head, the Knights had not stepped into the border town yet.
If the townsmen did not rush in to burn, kill, loot, the people would naturally not have extreme hatred.
Therefore, for the prince, it is better to kill the fortress nobles than to kill the townsmen. If they are not killed in the fortress, their lives will be saved.
Filman thought for a while and nodded, saying that what he said made sense.May I ask your name is...
Prisdissa.
Thank you for your comfort, Sir Disa.Film gave a grateful look and pulled Haron to sit back in the corner.
The young man also sat down and hummed a song against the wall.
He was really not afraid, Pris thought, and his calmness was just an illusion of forcing him to pretend.
Pris knew in his heart that he was really not a knight.
He did not inherit his father's courage nor his mother's wisdom. He preferred to take care of his own acre of three-point land than to dance with swords and swords.
Raise chickens and ducks, fish by the pond, etc.
He was helpless in fighting for the Elk Earl in armor and sword. Not to mention killing people, he didn't even like to participate in hunting.
So when charging, Pris rushed as much as possible, but unexpectedly saved his life.
Wait... Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little strange. As the star knight under the Duke, why did Phelin Silt survive?Shouldn't he be the first?
His Highness the Prince wants to see you, and the guard suddenly shouted at the door, Senidali, come out first.
The young knight jumped up, waved at everyone, and walked out of the cell.
Hello, where are we!
Haron chased to the door, but was forced back by the short stick-sting gun in the hands of the guards.After locking the prison door, the other party said coldly, "Don't worry, it's your turn."
Pris became increasingly nervous when he learned that the trial was coming.
Damn, I always look forward to this day when there is no result. Now the result is coming, but I am scared.
He thought irritated.
But my body still couldn't help but tremble. Every few breaths I wanted to look up at the door, just like the first time when my child was about to be born, hope and panic coexist.
Fortunately, the waiting time was not long. After about two quarters of an hour, the guard in charge of escorting came again. Prisdisa, it's you.
He stood up in panic, but his feet were accidentally tripped by the blanket rolled up on the ground. Fortunately, Feilin was quick-eyed and moved forward to support him.
Thanks.He felt his throat was dry.
A simple task.The other party's voice was calm and powerful, which relieved Pris' nervousness a lot.
He nodded to Feilin and followed the guards out of the cell.
The person who led the way was a young man, about seventeen years old, wearing dark brown leather armor and leather boots, holding a spear-snap stick in both hands.
Don't you have to tie my hands up?Pris asked.
You've searched before you were locked up. Without weapons, what can you do.
Where are you going to take me?
His Highness's castle.
Where is the person before?How is he liked by the Knight named Seni?
The other party shrugged without answering.
Well, maybe he doesn't know, or maybe he doesn't want to tell himself.Pris shut his mouth.
The escort gave him a strange feeling. He dressed and looked like an ordinary civilian, but he was not afraid of the knights, and even the most basic respect was useless.
He seemed to have no idea that if it were normal, these people could easily decide his life and death.
There was also the other person's eyes. Pris saw many civilians who were rushing for survival. They were dull and cold, like a soulless zombie, but in the eyes of this little man, he saw pride and pride. He was obviously a civilian, but he had a look similar to a knight full of honor.
This extreme sense of incongruity puzzled Pris.
What kind of environment can create such a person?
He looked around and said that although he had never been to the border town before, he still heard about this barren and remote place.
However, the vitality displayed in the town now is very different from the border outpost he imagined.
There were people coming and going on the streets, and they were walking very fast, as if they were busy.
From time to time, someone would say hello to the little man who was escorting him.
Everyone's faces were rosy and full of energy, not at all like they had just experienced the ordeal of the Demon Moon.
When approaching the castle area, he saw a vacant land where more than a hundred people gathered. This group of people seemed to be building a house, and by scale, there was more than one building.
The materials of the house are piled up on the side, all of which are fired bricks.
Generally speaking, only nobles choose this more expensive material, but if you want to say that this is built for nobles, the house area is too small.
The houses that have been built in front of the open space are almost a little larger than the living room of our home.
In addition, those houses are too similar, almost as if they were printed from a mold. Which nobleman would like such a house?
With all kinds of questions, Pris stepped into the Lord's Castle.
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