"It's not your fault! It's that they've been trained like that for a long time...... Therefore, the general approach is simply useless! Dean said with a smile.

"So Dean, do you have a better solution?"

Ellen looked at the young man beside him with surprise.

"No, I'm just giving it a try—I'm not sure, but it's better than doing nothing, okay?"

Dean shrugged.

"Well, these damn guys are like rats in a barn, everywhere...... Here it is, watch out for the steps! ”

The chief guard nodded, his tone helpless, and then, in front of a cellar in the side courtyard of the Baron's mansion, he stopped and opened the wooden door that covered it, revealing a staircase leading to the ground; It's not a very flat kind, but there are pits, and the corners are even more open-ended steps, so that the soles of people's feet can't be completely placed on this ladder, but only on the sides of the soles.

And this naturally also made the body turn sideways, giving Dean the feeling of slowly walking down like he was pedaling a bicycle.

Of course, the amplitude of each movement is much larger, because these uneven steps, each floor is nearly two feet high.

Dean believes that if there is a short man or a child, this will be the most troublesome place.

There were about twenty or so steps, and they didn't go straight down, with a slight rotation - this is the case with most of the underground buildings in Jade.

Not only the architectural style, but also to make the whole building more stable and not to collapse.

And at the end of the steps. It is a one-man high wooden door. The years and the oil stain have long since made it impossible to see its original color. A palm-sized window, behind the iron bars the thickness of three index fingers, there is a human face trying to use the firelight to make his eyes clearer-

"Captain!"

When he saw that it was Ellen, the guards inside whispered softly.

Then, the door was opened.

Squeak!

The door shaft without oil made such a slightly screeching sound, and it also showed that the door was a little thicker than expected.

Behind the door. A guard was standing under a torch.

"Lord Zelgan!"

When he saw Dean clearly, the guard greeted again.

Dean smiled and waved his hand, paused for a moment, and waited for Ellen's arrangement - although the relationship between the two parties was very good, it did not mean that Dean could overstep his bounds; After all, this is the Tyr Domain, not his Zelgang Territory.

"How's Ramoz?"

Ellen stepped forward and asked directly.

"Again, nothing has improved...... It's just those words that go over and over! ”

The guard said as he lit the oil lamp at his feet.

Suddenly, on a damp, dark porch. There is more light, even. It makes people feel a little warmer; Ellen beckoned to Dean, and immediately, the three of them headed for the real dungeon.

The guards were at the front, Ellen in the middle, and Dean at the end.

It's not that it's not like walking side by side, but the narrow corridors here can't accommodate two people walking together.

Undoubtedly, this was the genius of the original designers.

The narrow corridors limit the number of people, and the low doors make it even more difficult to get through, and even if something happens inside, only two or three people need to be guarded outside, which is enough to deal with most of the situation.

However, this designer definitely did not expect the mercy of the lord here.

The prisons along the way were basically empty.

It's just that there is someone in the last room, and that's the goal of Dean's trip.

There is only one person in the huge dungeon, so there was only one guard before, which makes sense.

"Dean, over to you!"

Handing Dean the key to the cell door and the oil lamp, Ellen and the guard, leaning sideways, walked sideways with Dean, and soon the figure disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the clear sound of footsteps as they walked away.

Dean thanked him for this.

Thanks to Ellen for leaving him such a 'loose' space - of course, Dean knows that this is not simply a friendship between the two parties, and with Ellen's character, even if the relationship in private is good, he will not behave like this.

It's because of Baron Tyre's previous orders, and he is now a lord of a land.

Of course, the alliance between the Tyr and Zelgan realms is also a top priority.

However, even so, Dean still has a debt of gratitude to Ellen.

Therefore, whether the other party could see it or not, Dean owed himself in the direction of the footsteps, and then took the key to open the cell door.

Click!

With the crisp sound of the lock cylinder, the cell door loosened, and Dean placed the oil lamp in front of him and pushed the door open.

Squeak......

With a tooth-wrenching sound that was louder than before, Dean stepped into his cell—he wasn't worried about any surprises, such as a surprise attack.

But just a guy close to the knight level is not the slightest danger to Dean at this moment.

What's more, in Dean's perception, the other party didn't even mean to move.

In other words, the other party can't even move at all.

After all, it is too difficult for a person whose limbs have been broken to move as usual.

And the Ramoz in front of him was not only his limbs broken, but his whole body was also full of scars - most of them were scars from whipping, and some of them were cut by sharp objects.

At the moment, some of these scars are scabbed, but more of them are bleeding pus.

Especially in this underground, in the increasingly cold temperature, the other party's body was bruised in patches, if it weren't for those dry straws, the other party would have frozen to death.

However, even if there is no real death.

Under Dean's observation, the other party is not far from death.

At least, this winter in Tyre's territory, the other party can't survive it.

"Ramoz!"

Dean shouted.

And the other party didn't even raise his head. It's like a deep sleep. It's like I'm in a coma.

"Okay. You may not recognize my voice, but you should know my people, right? After all, I sent you here! ”

Dean shrugged, and a hint of flirtation appeared in his tone.

And such frivolity, or the content of the words, finally attracts the attention of the other party.

Much faster than the dying man, the other man jerked his head.

By the light of an oil lamp. After seeing clearly that it was Dean, a touch of hatred immediately emerged, especially after discovering that Dean was dressed at the moment, that kind of hatred was simply about to turn into substance.

"Boom, Boom......"

There was a coughing grunt with resentment and curses.

Dean ignored this, quietly waited for the other party's breathing to calm down again, and then continued to look at the other party and said, "I didn't come here to see you for a long time, it was for ......"

Speaking of which. Dean deliberately lowered his voice.

"Do you know how you failed? It's not that you're having a problem, it's that there is something wrong with the people around you! ”

There was a thick sarcasm in Dean's words.

The eyes are quietly staring into each other's eyes. When he saw that the other party was distracted for a while, and then poured out more remorse, Dean smiled slightly.

Dean was not familiar with Ramoz as a person.

In fact, if you count it seriously, it's just a one-sided relationship with the other party.

If it weren't for the [Demon Blood Dagger], Dean wouldn't have bothered the other party again - dying in this kind of dungeon that no one knows about, this is the closest destination for the other party, isn't it?

It's like what the other party has done, and this is just retribution in Dean's eyes.

However, since the other party has something to do with the [Demon Blood Dagger], then he has to be more serious.

First of all, Ehren's words told Dean that the other party was a hard bone, and if he was strong, he would definitely not work.

Secondly, the other party has studied the [Demon Blood Dagger] for thirty years, and it is obviously very patient, and if it is consumed hard, it will not work.

So, how can such a hard-boned, strong-minded person pry open the other party's mouth?

After a little thought, Dean found a breakthrough.

The other party has an ally: the leader of the thieves who was originally a Fendi Lord, but is now a Zelgang Lord.

Although the other party was killed by him.

However, Ramoz did not know about this, so something could be done.

"Fendi Collar ...... Well, the original Delfendi collar, now the Zelgaon collar, my full name is Dean. Willing. Zelgaon—yes, yes, that's what you think, what was once a Defendic territory is now my domain; Of course, there is a part of your credit for this, if it weren't for you, how would I have been able to get the current qiē? ”

Dean smiled and narrowed his eyes, his voice getting lower and lower, almost inaudible.

"Thank you for the Demon Blood Dagger, it gave me the power I have now!"

Crash!

Almost at the moment when the words 'Demon Blood Dagger' came out, Ramoz, who seemed to be dying before, stood up like this, and pounced on Dean with all his might.

However, it was easily flashed by Dean.

The other party threw himself straight into the air, and just like that, he fell into another corner of the wall.

"When I met you before, my strength was already slightly higher than yours, and now...... You know, I was already a great knight the other day - in less than four months, the [Demon Blood Dagger] is more powerful than you think, easy to use, isn't it? ”

Dean raised his palm as he spoke, extending his index finger.

Call!

A flame appeared on the fingertip.

"Look, that's the power in that, thank you, and the guy who told me the news!"

In the intertwining of the finger flames and the glow of the oil lamp on the side, Dean seemed so hateful and damn to Ramoz in the corner!

"Mine, that's mine! Give it back! ”

Ramoz roared and rushed at Dean like a beast.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)