Chapter 35 Hell is empty, the devil is in the world
One glance, the same glance. Garris only took one glance and then moved his eyes away to avoid exposing himself, but the throbbing in his heart did not stop for a long time.
Is Gareth a moralist? Maybe, no matter how others may judge you. He had to admit that he was blind to many things, and just understanding them would make him feel uncomfortable.
It was this discomfort that gave Garris a desire for change and made him know what career he should invest in with the power he had.
After taking a deep breath and calming down, now was not the time to rescue those in the dungeon. Garris continued to quietly explore the situation of the mansion.
After getting rid of the blind man on the guard tower, Gairis soon confirmed that Ahmed had indeed mobilized almost all the force to move out. He only found three sleeping people in the barracks. The living person.
It just corresponds to the three who are keeping watch at night. Presumably they will change guard with each other in the middle of the night.
Garris did not kill the three people in the barracks. After all, there was a shortage of labor in Skaar Village, and it was quite troublesome to accumulate population.
After almost all dangers were eliminated, Garris removed the bolt, opened the door of the house from the inside out, and greeted Simon and others who had been waiting outside for a long time to enter the house.
The whole process, except for killing a few people, did not alert anyone else. It was a perfect infiltration.
After meeting Simon, he made a silence gesture to signal Simon and the recruits behind him who did not have night blindness to stay quiet to avoid ruining a perfect infiltration because of these stupid young men.
Then he took these troops and used them to control several key places in the residential courtyard.
For example, the gate, such as the barracks...
When everything was ready, Garris came to the house that was completely repaired with stone.
As soon as he opened the door, Garris's face suddenly distorted. He hurriedly took two steps back and restrained his six senses, which made him feel better.
It really stinks!
After opening the door, the first thing that hits my face is a strong smell of ammonia! It was a pungent sour smell mixed with rotten odor! One can’t help but wonder if it’s actually a pigsty inside.
For ordinary people, such a smell is just unpleasant, but for Garris who has opened his six senses, this is undoubtedly a biochemical attack.
After being mentally prepared, Garris stepped into the stone house again.
Then he noticed that two people dressed as guards were lying on the ground and almost asleep. A strong smell of alcohol could be smelled from them. Beside them was a staircase leading to the underground.
Garris ignored the two drunkards, took the key directly, and stepped onto the stairs leading underground.
After walking a few steps, Garris had a feeling that maybe this was not only leading to the underground, but also leading to hell.
People should not live in such an environment. This is a paradise for microorganisms, especially those oil-loving molds...
There was only one cell in this underground space, with six people stacked in it. On the other side were many torture instruments, which could be seen to have been used not long ago.
When Garris walked down the stairs, his footsteps attracted the attention of the two men in the cell who were in pain and unable to sleep because their bodies were covered with whip marks.
Those two pairs of bloodshot eyes were staring at Garris with no expectation, no hope, and not even resentment. They were just looking at... and there was that hair-raising numbness. Garris didn't know what to say. Judging from the appearance of these detainees, they didn't look like Franks, but rather local Muslim Arabs.
Hell is empty and the devil is in the world.
Garris's eyes were a little moist, and he could not express his current emotions. This may be a bit sentimental, but who makes him such a person? He does not want to change himself, nor is he willing to change himself.
……
After exercising for a while, Nabil felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. He quickly pushed away this wolf-like guy who was still planning to continue to linger.
One thing to say is that my father is really not a thing. He is in his forties, and he clearly knows that he has been in trouble for a long time because of excessive sexual indulgence in his youth.
As a result, he became interested in sex, met a young woman, and forced her to take her home. She just took her home, so she became a maid, but she had a thief's heart but didn't have the ability.
In the end, I still benefited from it.
Nabil became extremely angry when he thought of his father's bastard. Originally, he had only one son in his family, and he was the one who was determined to inherit the family business, but he didn't know what was going on.
Inexplicably, he had two younger brothers who split the family property, which was very annoying.
Just when he sat up from the bed, was about to put on his clothes, and go back to his room on this dark and windy night, the woman came close to his ear again, bit her earlobe, and then said: "You Boy, that’s great. Also, I, Haiz, seem to be two weeks late. Think about how to deal with it.”
Haiz or, in other words, menstruation in Arabic.
Hearing this, Nabil was shocked, and something seemed to come to his mind. He was stunned on the spot, turned his head and glanced at the woman beside him, then hurriedly grabbed his clothes and rushed out of the house.
No... Oh my god...
OMG!
Nabil felt that something in his mind had collapsed. He only felt that he was living in this era of broken etiquette and music, and still lacked some imagination.
Could it be that the offspring of his two little mothers were his groom's?
The confused Nabil was thinking about how to deal with the end of his hand after walking out of the room.
"Why isn't that old guy still dead?!" For a moment, Nabil cursed his unscrupulous father and thought about how to kill his two younger brothers who might not be related to him by blood.
Arrange for the interception and killing of bandits? Or poisoning the food? Or throw a few venomous snakes into their bedroom?
Evil plans emerged from Nabil's mind one after another. Originally, for the sake of his own brother, Nabil had not thought about killing them, but now...he had successfully convinced himself.
This is all for the sake of keeping the family’s bloodline pure!
As for whether the two younger brothers were his biological brothers or not, Nabil didn't care much. He just needed an excuse to convince himself.
Nabil, who had something on his mind and was walking without looking at the road, did not notice that his courtyard became lively at night.
By the way, because it is a new book issue, the number of updates will be added next week. A maximum of 2 chapters will be added every day, which is 4 chapters a day. I'll keep the remaining chapters for now, and I'll make them up when they're released.
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