Chapter 624 They are all yours
Camzi, the head of the Trelles family, and Fabrice, the head of the Popo family, were on the left and right sides of the wooden boat, guarding the sleeping person inside.
Hells noticed that the body on the boat was covered with silk, and he stepped forward to take another look at his father.
However, when he opened the silk cloth above, he was stunned, and then he heard Kamzi say in a low voice.
"My lord, it's all because of our poor protection. The Marquis's head was cut off by the traitors and handed over to those dwarves.
"After we defeated the dwarves, we interrogated some prisoners and learned that the adults' heads had been sent to the dwarf kingdom, so we could only use wooden carvings to replace them."
Hearing this, Hells clenched his fists, obviously trying to control the anger in his chest.
Seeing this, the female lord had someone push a prisoner over.
Unlike those dwarves, this was a half-orc prisoner, and Hells also recognized him. It was Morse who had previously gone on an expedition with Marquis Cullen and was responsible for the logistics of the army.
Miss Rabbit actually admired this guy's acting skills. When the two met for the first time, Morse kept urging her to go into the mountains and rescue Marquis Cullen.
There was absolutely no flaw in the urgency and annoyance he showed, and the arrow in his arm was a real hit.
If the guards hadn't thought they were dead and wanted to escape later, it would have been difficult for the female lord to suspect this loyal grain officer.
Even until they left the valley and returned to Solid Rock Castle, Morse cried loudly in front of the body of Marquis Cullen, imploring Miss Rabbit to take him with her when she led an army to the dwarf kingdom in the future to avenge the Marquis together.
As a result, the female lord didn't waste any time. The next moment she pulled out the duel pistol from her waist and pressed it directly against Morse's forehead.
Morse had personally witnessed the terrifying power of this sacred weapon before, and was intimidated by the title of Maiden Champion, so he did not dare to move at all.
Miss Rabbit exposed Morse's identity as a traitor on the spot, but Morse insisted that he was framed by the guards without knowing it.
The female lord was not in a hurry and called the dwarf prince Ollie to confront Mors. In addition, Miss Rabbit also found Mors's autograph letter from Jerome's military tent.
With all the personal and material evidence available, Morse finally stopped making excuses.
Within just a few days after he confessed, his beard and hair turned completely white, and he seemed to have aged hundreds of years overnight.
When he was pushed in front of Hells, Hells almost didn't recognize him at first sight.
The new head of the Figuerola family tried hard to suppress the murderous intention in his heart and looked at Morse.
"Why? Why did you betray my father and this land?"
Morse's expression faded, and he forced a sad smile.
"There is no reason. Those dwarves promised to make my territory bigger and pay me a large sum of money. I couldn't resist this temptation."
Hearing this, Hells almost drew out the sword from his waist.
"Do you know how much my father trusts you and puts you in charge of the army's food and fodder? And tell me, have my family ever done anything to disgrace your family over the years..."
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"Lord Hells, what's the point of talking about this now?" Morse interrupted Hells' words and lowered his head.
"If you want to avenge your father and the other dead people, you can kill me now."
"No, you can't die yet, you haven't told me where your accomplice, my father's murderer Ilkand, is.
"I heard someone said that the last time he appeared in the West was at Solid Rock Castle where you were stationed. What are you two planning?"
Morse shook his head, "I didn't know at that time that he also took refuge with those dwarves, had his men killed, and put him in a dungeon, but he disappeared after that."
"Disappeared?"
"Yes, he just disappeared out of thin air."
"Do you think I look like a fool?" Hells' eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.
"I can swear that everything I said before is true. I have no friendship with Ilkander. I have already fallen into this situation, and there is no reason to protect him anymore."
Morse pleaded, "I have only one request at this point. I hope you can order my death immediately so that I can atone for the big mistake I have committed."
"How can such a good thing happen?" Hells said coldly.
"I don't believe you went to those dwarves just for land and money. If you don't torture everything you know, you won't die so easily."
After speaking, Hells asked the iron mask on the side to take Morse down.
Seeing that the Sheriff was about to leave, Miss Rabbit quickly stopped the latter and said, "Wait, there is another one."
As she spoke, she asked Thomas to bring the dwarf prince over. She pointed at Ollie and said, "He seems to be the younger brother of the dwarf king Here. I captured him after defeating the dwarf army."
Hells glanced at Ollie.
Unlike Morse, who was heartbroken, the dwarf prince did not give up on himself although he looked a little haggard.
Moreover, Miss Rabbit did not intentionally abuse him. Because of his status, he could receive one more meal per day than other captives.
When Ollie saw Hells looking at him, he looked back generously, with no fear on his face.
However, his expression froze when he heard the female lord's next words.
"If you feel bad and want to find someone to chop him, you can chop him." Miss Rabbit suggested.
However, Hells shook his head, "The leader of that dwarf army has been killed by your men, and I have no interest in the remaining people. Of course, I will never forget this hatred.
"In the future I will definitely lead my troops to the other side of the Dragon's Back Mountains and personally teach those dwarves a lesson they will never forget."
Hel paused and then said, "According to the empire's tradition, these prisoners are now yours, and you can do whatever you want with them."
"Huh?" The female lord was startled, "Wait a minute, did you just say you don't want this dwarf prince, or do you want all the dwarf captives?"
"Everyone." Hels said, "The dungeons of Rock Snow City cannot hold so many people."
"I can't find that many cells to hold them in." Miss Rabbit couldn't help but feel troubled.
"And there are more than 10,000 mouths. To lock them up will cost a lot of money every day just for food."
"Then you can kill them all."
"In this case... wouldn't it be a bit too cruel?" The female lord scratched her head, "Forget it, I will ask Prophet Merlin when he comes back."
Miss Rabbit then went into town with Hulls and attended a celebratory luncheon.
At the luncheon, Hells once again praised the female lord for her bravery and skill in using soldiers. However, he never mentioned the reward that Miss Rabbit cared about most, which was not as refreshing as the previous payment after the dragon-slaying battle.
The female lord felt anxious in her heart.
Although she won a big victory this time, the bleeding was also serious. Before entering the mountain, she made a bold statement, saying that for every dwarf she killed, she would get two golden lions from her.
At that time, the female lord thought that there should be at most ten thousand enemies in the mountain, but she didn't know that there were so many dwarves coming this time.
Now, as glorious as the victory is, the loss is as painful as it is.
The reason why Miss Rabbit rushed back to Yanxue City in such a hurry was to bring back the body of Marquis Cullen and the prisoners on hand. Secondly, she was also anxious to recover blood and wanted to get some wool from the wealthy Figuerola family.
The female lord thought that although she failed to save Marquis Cullen, her achievements this time should be considerable.
She not only rescued the three thousand people trapped in the Gravel Valley, but also foiled the plot of the dwarves to invade the Western Territory and successfully defended the land.
This must be... worth 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.
However, when the female lord turned her urgent eyes to the new head of the Figuerola family, the latter just raised his glass and urged everyone to have another drink. (End of chapter)