Chapter 270: Whereabouts I

"It's not your fault! It's just that they have already undergone such training... So, the general method is useless at all!" Dean said with a smile.

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

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, right?"

Dean shrugged.

"Well, these damned guys are like rats in the barn, they can penetrate everywhere... this is here, watch out for the steps!"

The head guard nodded, with helplessness in his tone, and then stopped in front of a cellar in the side yard of the baron's mansion, and opened the wooden door covering it directly, revealing the stairs leading to the underground; and It's not a very flat one, but has potholes, and there are gaps in the corners of the stairs, so that there is no way for a person's feet to be completely placed on the stairs, they can only be sideways.

And this naturally made the body turn sideways, giving Dean the feeling that it was a bit like pedaling a bicycle, slowly going down.

Of course, the range of each movement is much larger, because the height of each level of these uneven steps is nearly two feet high.

Dean believed that if it was a short man or a child, this would be the most troublesome place.

There are about 20 steps, not going straight down, but with a slight rotation - most of the underground buildings in Jade City will have this approach.

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

And at the end of the steps. It is a tall wooden door. Years and oil stains have already made it unable to see its original color. A palm-sized window, with three iron strips the thickness of an index finger behind it, has a human face who is trying to use the firelight to make his vision clearer——

"team leader!"

When seeing that it was Ellen, the guard inside whispered softly.

Then, the door was opened.

Squeak!

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

behind the door. A guard was standing under the torch.

"Lord Zelgon!"

After seeing Dean clearly, the guard greeted him again.

Dean waved his hand with a smile, stopped temporarily, and waited for Ellen's arrangement—although the relationship between the two parties is very good in private, it doesn't mean that Dean can do it for him; after all, this is Tyreland, isn't it His Zelgon collar.

"How about Ramoz?"

Ellen stepped forward and asked directly.

"It's still the same, there is no improvement... It's just those words that are repeated over and over again!"

The guard lit the oil lamp at his feet while talking.

Suddenly, the dank, dark porch. There is more light, even. It will make people feel warmer; Ellen waved towards Dean, and immediately, the three of them walked towards the real dungeon.

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

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

Undoubtedly, this is the genius of the original designer.

The narrow corridors limit the number of people, and the low doors make it even more difficult to pass through. Even if there is an accident inside, only two or three people outside are enough to deal with most situations.

However, the designer absolutely did not expect the benevolence of the lord here.

The prisons along the way are basically empty.

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

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

"Dean, I leave it to you!"

Handed the key to the cell door and the oil lamp to Dean, Ellen and the guard turned sideways and passed Dean sideways, and soon the figure disappeared into the darkness, leaving only , clear footsteps.

Thank you Dean 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. With Ellen's character, even if the private relationship is good, he will not do it. out such behavior.

It was because of Baron Tire's previous orders that he now became the lord of a land.

Of course, the alliance between Tyr Land and Zelgon Land is also a top priority.

However, even so, Dean still has gratitude to Ellen.

Therefore, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not, Dean bowed in the direction of the footsteps, and then opened the cell door with the key.

Click!

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

squeak...

With an even more tooth-piercing sound than before, Dean walked into the cell—he wasn't worried about any accidents, things like sudden attacks might happen.

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

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

In other words, the opponent couldn't even move at all.

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

Moreover, Ramoz in front of him not only had his limbs broken, but also had scars all over his body—most of them were scars from whipping, and some were from the downstairs after being cut by sharp objects.

At this moment, some of these scars have scabbed over, but more of them are bleeding pus.

Especially in this underground, in the colder temperature, the other party's body was covered with bruises. If it weren't for the dry straw, the other party would have frozen to death.

However, even if there is no real death.

Under Dean's observation, the opponent was not far from death.

At least, the other party couldn't survive this winter in Tilling.

"Ramoz!"

Dean yelled.

The other party didn't even lift his head. As if asleep. It also seems to be 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 there was a touch of frivolity in his tone.

And such frivolity, or the content of the words, finally attracted the other party's attention.

Much faster than the speed of the dying person, the opponent suddenly raised 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 well-dressed at the moment, that kind of hatred almost turned into substance.

"Heh, heh..."

There was a grunt accompanied by a cough, with resentment and curses.

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

Speaking of which. Dean deliberately lowered his voice.

"Do you know how you fail? It's not that there's something wrong with you, it's that there's something wrong with the people around you!"

There was a strong sarcasm in Dean's words.

The eyes are silently watching each other's eyes. When he saw the other party lost his mind for a while, and then poured out more regrets, Dean smiled slightly from the bottom of his heart.

Dean was not familiar with Ramoz.

In fact, seriously, the relationship with the other party is only a one-time relationship.

If it wasn't for [Devil's Blood Dagger], Dean would never pay attention to the other party again - dying in such an unknown dungeon is the nearest destination of the other party, isn't it?

Just like what the other party had done before, in Dean's view, this was just retribution.

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

First of all, Ellen's words told Dean that the other party was a tough one, and if he forced it, he would definitely not be able to do it.

Secondly, the other party has been studying [Devil's Blood Dagger] for 30 years, and it is obviously very patient. If it is exhausted, it will not work.

So, how can such a tough and resolute person pry the opponent's mouth open?

After a little thought, Dean found a breakthrough.

The opponent has an ally: the bandit leader who was originally led by Defendi and is now led by Zelgon.

Although the opponent was killed by him.

However, Ramoz didn't know about this, so some things could be done——

"Defendi collar... well, the original Defendi collar, and now the Zelgon collar, my full name is Dean Ken Zelgon-yes, yes, that's what you think, originally The Defendi Territory is now my territory; of course, part of this is due to you, if it weren't for you, how could I get everything I have now?"

Dean narrowed his eyes with a smile, and his voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible.

"Thank you for [Devil's Blood Dagger], it gave me the power I have now!"

Crash!

Almost at the moment when the words "Devil Blood Dagger" came out, Ramoz, who seemed to be dying before, stood up like this, and rushed towards Dean with all his strength.

However, it was easily flashed by Dean.

The opponent flew straight into the air, and fell into another corner by the wall just like that.

"When I met you before, my strength was already slightly higher than yours, but now... you know, I was already a great knight a few days ago—in less than four months, [Devil's Blood Dagger] is more powerful and easy to use than you imagined, isn't it?"

Dean raised his palm and extended his index finger as he spoke.

call!

A flame appeared on the fingertip.

"Look, this is also the power in it, thank you, and the guy who tipped me off!"

With the flames of his fingers intertwined with the light of the oil lamp on the side, Dean looked so hateful and damned to Ramoz in the corner!

"Mine, that's mine! Give it back to me!"

With a low growl, Ramoz rushed towards Dean like a beast.

The first update of ps~(To be continued..) ()