Chapter 945: A Face Fruit
"This...isn't it suitable?"
Faced with Lyon's request to observe the punishment, the middle-aged prince couldn't help but smile on his kind face, revealing a bit of embarrassment.
"He committed a lot more serious than yours. It is probably to the point where he received a whip. If he goes to watch the punishment, it may smell or be dirty... In addition, you will have to pay a visit to my father later, so it is better not to go to a dirty place."
A dirty place...
After glanced at the prison light that could be seen, and the obscure white wall, Lyon couldn't help but sigh in his heart, knowing that he was afraid he had guessed correctly, then rejected Prince Vernon's dissuasion, shook his head and insisted:
"I still want to go there and have a look."
"Okay..."
Seeing that Lyon still insisted on going, knowing that it would be useless to stop him, Prince Vernon's smile faded a little more, and then waved to the guard behind him and said:
"You go there and tell me, saying that I will take the Prince over to observe the punishment, and ask them to clean up quickly and put all the annoying things..."
"Your Highness the Prince."
After interrupting Prince Vernon's words, Lyon grabbed his raised arm and said without blinking:
"No need to notify in advance, let's go like this."
“…”
Faced with Lyon's rather rude behavior, Prince Vernon's brows couldn't help but frowned, and instinctively wanted to break away from Lyon's pull, but Lyon's palm was like a vise, directly jamming his arm, and even slowly tightening it inward little by little.
"Then let's go!"
Prince Vernon, who knew that with his physical strength alone, could not have been able to beat these freak-like cleaners. He did some homework in advance. Prince Vernon, who knew that he was a "third-level cleaner" in Lyon, had to give up the requirement to let someone "clean" in advance.
When Lyon pulled Prince Vernon out of the "prison" with clear windows and clear windows and headed towards another building more than 200 meters away, the large amount of stirring heart lakes poured into Lyon's eyes through the dirty walls.
Sure enough, the fairness of the Kingdom of Calevin is not as fair as Prince Vernon said... The fairness that he, as a prince, can no longer be regarded as the same thing as the fairness that he can enjoy on board a boat tower security.
Following the stone road full of hexagonal sticks, Lyon's eyes could not help but close slightly after walking to the entrance of another huge prison with a look of surprise on his face.
Unlike the so-called "prison" I just stayed in, there were several rows of wet blue-black stone steps in front of me, which were spiraling downwards to the ground. The water stains that oozed out of the cracks in the wall were dark red like rust under the dim light of the cylinder wall light.
And the faint smell of blood, accompanied by a very slight rotten smell, floated upward along the vertical ventilation shaft. Even though someone carefully hung the cover net and smoked lamp, it still attracted a group of flies to buzz and circle outside...
Just by his current appearance, even a fool can tell that this is definitely not a good place!
Lyon, who had already figured out his mind, pulled Prince Vernon, who was full of reluctance, and stepped on the downward stone steps with a blank expression. As everyone gradually went downward, the dungeon, which had been maintained relatively clean, became increasingly unbearable.
The beams of light penetrated into the narrow air windows above began to float a lot of mold and dust. Sewage mixed with suspicious dirt was accumulated in the potholes on the ground. The muffled sound of several blunt objects hitting the body, which was mixed with the shaking explosions and screams of the whip tips floating out...
Relying on the face of Prince Vernon... or the royal emblem embroidered in front of his clothes, after passing through several rounds of guards who came to stop him, Lyon, who frowned and frowned, found the security guard who was climbing the boat tower in the direction of the heart lake.
The good news is that he was released after only being locked up for a few minutes, and after he came out, he realized something was wrong, so he came over and prepared to catch people. He had not suffered any consequences yet.
But the bad news is that the criminals who were punished in the same "penal zone" as him were whipping the whip mixed with iron wire without mercy, and screaming incredibly painful one after another. "How is it here..."
"Hisser Leon, there's nothing good to watch here."
After being swept back two steps by the fishy smell of the execution area, Prince Vernon glanced at the prisoners whose skin was slightly cracked, especially the security guards tied to the punishment stake waiting to be pumped, and said with some displeasure:
"You have taken all the other charges, and the judge gave him no heavy punishment. The punishment he received for violating the king's order, after paying the reduction of sentence, there are only thirty whips left.
His situation will not leave any sequelae. Just go back and get two supplements and take them for another three or five weeks, and you don’t have to worry about my extra punishment. The matter of him being whipped will be over. ”
“…”
It's the truth.
Looking at Prince Vernon's heart lake, Lyon frowned and found that it seemed that he was really hard to say at the moment.
Just by mentioning the "tourist" about the lumen church, he would be beaten thirty times by a thorny iron wire whip. It is naturally quite strict and even a brutal punishment. However, as an outsider, he is indeed not qualified to accuse other countries of the laws, but...
"Can you give me some face?"
Although I usually hate this sentence, Lyon couldn't help it after looking at the terrified eyes of the security guard who was strangled. He pleaded helplessly:
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"After all, I went over the cordon first. He went over to remind me that what happened next, so can I..."
"Hisser Leon, it's better not to say anything later!"
After squinting slightly, Prince Vernon put down his hand that pinched his nose and reminded with a bad look:
"You may not know that obstructing justice is a serious crime here! It is more serious than violating the king's order!
As long as you finish this "can you" and even considering that you are not familiar with the laws here, you may have to go back to that prison and squat for a while! ”
“…”
"Old Master Lyon, it's time for us to leave!"
After glanced at Lyon, who was speechless by his refutation, Prince Vernon moved his wrist that had been pinched before and urged with some displeasure:
"This place smells too much, and it is useless to change clothes and sprinkle incense. At least you have to take a shower to cover it... Don't you have any important things to see my father? Then please hurry up! Don't stay here and continue to waste your time."
“…”
Although I still felt that there was something wrong with this punishment, Prince Vernon's explanation and request sounded very reasonable. Lyon was really not able to force "illegal" and had to leave the execution area under the desperate gaze of the security guard.
Shortly after Lyon and his group left the prison, the back of the security guards on the boarding tower raised slightly, and two inversely lanceolate light green leaves, mixed with a pile of bright red cones, arched out from an extremely tiny blood vessel on his back.
After the security officer was completely arched out from behind, the larger red cone swayed slightly and hit the smaller cone, causing a string of mental fluctuations that were almost undetectable.
‘Olivia. ’
Through the shell of the [Sent Oak] fruit, after looking at the red-haired director frowning in another cone, the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the cone couldn't help but sneer:
‘The person in your mouth who has changed the Cleanup Bureau and may even change the entire world in the future... is this level? ’
(This chapter ends)