Borg is now dead.

Squatting in the damp and cold corner, with panic in his eyes.

He finally discovered the secret.

Looking up at the tiny cell made of rock, Borg shuddered at the discovery of the secret.

If he could, he really didn't want to be in the Naron Desert, he didn't want to be curious by the sight of the towering watchtower, and he didn't want to go to the nearby sand dunes to observe the castle that had made him almost stunned on the spot, to see what was going on here!

If it weren't for this curiosity, perhaps he would not have been locked up in what was apparently a dungeon, and perhaps he would not have been confined to a fierce guard who was walking back and forth with a leather whip made of cowhide.

The vicious, as if they were going to eat him, made his heart tremble even more.

Borg never considered himself a heroic man.

No, if he was willing to become a shy maiden, he might be able to live in a flattering and humble manner in front of these terrible guards, or the owners of the castle, with his body and beauty.

It is better than being hanged, beheaded, strangled, buried alive and so on.

Come to think of it.

Borg's tears flowed involuntarily again.

"Great God of War Aemond, please save me, I just want to find a trade route for my family." Borg knelt on the cold stone slab, closed his eyes and wept, praying for the protection of the god of war.

Thinking of the imminent demise of his family's estate in East County, his tears flowed even more.

But just begging clearly doesn't do anything.

The conscientious guards outside wouldn't let him go easily.

But Borg's prayers were answered.

"You may be mistaken."

Slight footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door, and a response: "Aemond, the god of war, blesses warriors who can die honorably on the battlefield, not captives who surrender timidly." ”

Borg opened his eyes instantly.

Just outside the iron fence, Kant walked slowly, his face calm: "Am I not right? ”

"You... Are you—" Borg looked at Kant.

But his expression was extremely frightened, and he subconsciously sat on the ground, leaning back against the cold stone wall, and his tone was a little abnormal: "You are... Baron Kant! ”

"You know me?" Kant stood outside the fence, his tone a little curious.

The entire Lion Principality knows his name quite a bit.

After all, the eldest duke and youngest son who was banished to the Narun Desert are almost the joke after dinner.

But there are obviously not many people who really know the face of Kant and recognize him directly, even the nobles of the entire Lion Principality may not be able to recognize him when they meet in an unfamiliar environment.

Kant was sure that the captive looked at him with a clear understanding of himself.

"Baron Kant... Lord Kant! ”

Borg seemed to have found some possibility of survival, knelt on his knees, kowtowed heavily, and said sadly: "You are merciful, please let me go, I came to the Naren Desert to save my family's property, just to save my family, please let me go!" ”

Kant did not answer, but calmly looked at the Borg in the dungeon.

This plea had no effect on him.

Knocking on the iron fence with the whip in his hand, and the gilded tail rod inlaid with emerald gems made a soft sound, Kant turned his head and walked outside, and casually ordered: "Take him to the interrogation room, I will interrogate him myself." After a pause, Kant also told the guard: "There is also a confession recorded before, write a copy of it and give me a copy." ”

"Understood." The two guards who followed immediately nodded, and when they entered the prison to work, they understood their duties and the tasks they had to do, and they were not just tortured.

It is also a key task to summarize the key points of what each prisoner said when he begged for mercy and put them into a copy.

It's not just Borg who is being held in the cell.

The caravan guards he had brought with him from Dongshire were now being held in small private rooms.

This is a large cellhouse at the castle level.

Not to mention the detention of more than 10 people, even if it is hundreds, there is absolutely no problem.

In order to prevent the group from making confessions to each other, they were also detained separately, and the dungeon, water prison, cage, and ground cell were also held, and there were also peasants who made temporary cameo guards, patrolling with long-handled scythes and whips, waiting for the interrogation of Lord Kant later.

In the interrogation room, Kant sat on the throne, with Fatis and Rolf and Bandak clustered around.

The pre-written copy has been delivered.

It is a detailed account of who these guys are and why they are near the sentry oasis.

As for the degree of authenticity, there is no way to guarantee it.

Kant put down the copywriting in his hand, and his tone was a little strange: "The son of a merchant from Dongjun, in order to save the family on the verge of bankruptcy, wants to come to the Sentry Oasis and trade fine white salt directly with me, if this thing is true, then I have to admire this young man named Borg for working so hard." ”

"The family is on the verge of bankruptcy, the young man who saved the family business, nice young man." Bandak shrugged, it looked like the story was very good, at least to his appetite.

"Huh? The little cub of the broken family? But Rolf had some regrets.

Touching his jaw, the stubble was a little prickly, but he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I don't think I can squeeze much oil and water." After a pause, he complimented Kant: "If it is the son of a big family, I can earn a large ransom for Lord Kant, but now it is a pity that he has little effect." ”

"Hmph." Bandak snorted coldly at this and expressed his displeasure with his actions.

Even Fatis looked at Rolf with dissatisfaction.

But Rolf didn't seem to notice.

Instead, he said triumphantly: "You conceited righteous guys, this is not Calradia, I am accumulating wealth for Lord Kant, which is different from you brains!" ”

"Alright, bring this guy named Borg in."

Kant instructed Rolf: "Be gentle, if he is really as described in the copy, maybe we can use him as a springboard to extend our influence to the East County, and develop another downline, so that Baron Dylan will not be completely controlled by Baron Dylan at the Solid Stone Pass." ”

The detailed information of this world, Kant had already told Rolf and Bandak, especially the distribution of the power of the Lion Principality, and it was an important matter that the two had carefully communicated.

Rolf and Bandak know the 3 counties of the Duchy of Lion.

He also knows what kind of crisis the situation faced by the sentry oasis before.

"Understood."

Rolf nodded, and quickly escorted Borg to the interrogation room.

The young man in his 20s was covered in cold sweat, his legs were weak, and he was trembling almost as he walked.

Obviously scared.

"Take it easy."

Kant sat on the main seat and said to Bandak next to him, "Move him a chair." ”

Bandak stood up and placed his chair in front of Borg.

It seemed that this handsome middle-aged uncle made Borg feel kind, so he swallowed and spit, sat tremblingly in his chair, looked at Kant with great longing, and trembled his lips, but did not dare to say anything.

Next to it are guards and guards.

Especially the two Swadia knights in heavy armor brought him the greatest deterrent.

"You're from East County?" Kant asked him.

"It's... Yes. Borg nodded, swallowed and spitted, and said in a trembling voice: "My family is a well-known merchant family in Wintershire, mainly selling goods from various countries, and once had its own fleet on the Resniston River, but because of the damned embezzlers of the river patrol team, they slandered our fleet and were involved in river bandits, so all our fleets were detained and confiscated, and we were fined a lot of money!" ”

Kant nodded slightly: "This is really a tragedy. ”

The capital of the Eastern County is Winter County, which is comparable to the Lionheart City of the Southern County and is also a river trading port.

10 years ago it was even the largest trading port in the Duchy of Lion.

However, due to the fall out of Kant's aunt, that is, the sister of the lion Grand Duke Cameron, Count Agatha, who was named the lord of the East County, after the two sides fell into a cold war, the East County was blocked, and basically did not communicate with the South County and the North County, so that the trade overlord of the Resniston River was taken advantage of by Lionheart City.

This is not a secret, and it is also recorded in the books of the academy, Kant naturally understands Borg's words, and even knows why the river patrol team in Lionheart City is obviously aimed at the Borg's fleet.

"It's all a power struggle."

Kant shook his head, the river patrol team of Lionheart City is naturally the hunting dogs enshrined by the merchants of Lionheart City, and naturally there is not much affection for the merchant fleet of Winter County City, which is competing for the identity of partners.

Before the high-level conflict between the two sides broke out, there were still subtle suppressions and fights.

Otherwise, Kant's aunt, Count Agasa, would not have changed the name of Wintershire to Eastshire.

You must know that Dongjun is geographically located in the west.

The origin of the name Winter County is also the land of this county, you can feel the obvious cold current blowing from the west, and even in winter, you can see goose feathers and heavy snow, not directly under the South County, the impact of winter is small, the overall climate is warm, like the tropics, the vegetation can be ripe four times a year!

This is also the reason why Nanjun is a direct territory, and the output of a large number of rich crops, as well as the output of various surplus animal husbandry, can become the reason why many human countries must send merchant ships to import grain.

The grains and air-dried meat of Nanjun are the finest products, and they are sold in other kingdoms at a good price!

Kant understood everything.

But looking at the Borg in front of him, he didn't think it was a real spy.

Bandak may be a peacemaker.

But Fatis and Rolf are the elites who came out of the aristocracy.

In particular, Rolf, who dared to work alone, had his own set of how to distinguish spies, and as the interrogation continued, he whispered his thoughts to Kant.