Chapter 205 58. The Prisoner's New Life
Tucker and his fellow prisoners walked around in the square paved with rough gravel.
He was envious of a few other guys. They were playing a game similar to Anderserball, but throwing the ball into the basket. Tucker almost forgot the last time he saw this kind of play...as long as a walk in the sun.
The high wall resists the cold wind, making the body feel less cold at noon. Tucker continued to do what he was told to do: walk under the wall and not look at the filming set - it was incredible that the "Fall of the Wizard's Tower" they had watched was actually made this way.
Ten minutes later, after even walking could not dispel the chill, the girl named "Astolfo" next to the deputy warden ran over and told him to go back to the dungeon to rest. She was a lively girl. Sissi would have been almost as old as she had been alive.
"Go back to the dungeon and rest." This sentence would only feel deeply ridiculous to Tucker before, and what's even more ridiculous is that this sentence will make Tucker feel like he's going home now.
All this was thanks to the deputy warden... He interrogated everyone in the dungeon in those days. Tucker told him that he was imprisoned in the dungeon for killing the gangster who sold his sister. Then the next day, the deputy warden said that he had found out the truth and gave himself two choices: release him now or work for him. In the future, he could go to Xingyue Bay with him, where there are delicious food and exquisite houses... Who knows, Tucker can't find his sister, Tucker doesn't care.
Thanks to the deputy warden. He was going to die, but now he doesn't have to.
Passing by the shooting scene on the way back to the dungeon, Tucker heard the deputy warden saying something to the old orc, with a respectful tone. Then I felt a little envious... If I hadn't been so stupid, I would have been able to talk to the deputy warden now, like the old orc, without having to become a background?
Perhaps due to undue extravagant hopes, Tucker gradually lost his numbness, and some thoughts would always pop up in his head. For example, when he returned to the dungeon and saw a four-handed caveman fetching food, he thought , they are really born workers; when I saw the rat men lining up honestly in the queue, I thought, why don't they use claws to escape; when I saw the dull and taciturn Big Dal's rice bowl, I thought, he is so edible that he was locked up in a dungeon for a few days. I have only lost some weight in ten days; while sitting in the cell eating with prisoners of different races, I thought again, the deputy warden asked them to get together... did he want them to get to know each other?
Tucker, who was holding his job, approached an elf and said hesitantly: "My name is Tucker, what's yours?
The elf ignored him, but a reply came from next to him: "I'm Parker Pafa. . "
Tucker raised his neck and saw the whole centaur. They are as tall as horses, but have the upper body of a human.
"...You are lucky. Tucker, who saw that it was a mare, said, "Women and beautiful women are miserable in the dungeon..."
These will be selected by the noble officials outside and sent to the dungeon for their turn. The dungeon guards, and finally the prisoners. No woman can get out alive... No prisoner who has only a few days to live doesn't care what he gets into.
"They are lucky too."
Pakpafa tapped his hooves. Tucker looked seriously at the centaur who was two heads taller than him and his strong body: "You are right, they are lucky not to have met you."
Tucker and Pakpafa started talking awkwardly , and then he discovered that these races not only had similar experiences to them, but also had similar ideas. Even the deputy warden agreed to take them to Xingyue Bay.
While I was still imagining what Xingyue Bay looked like, I heard the caveman praying next to me: "Thank you Annan for your gift..."
It held up four hands and prayed devoutly. Pick up the bowl and spoon.
"Who is Annan?" Tucker asked strangely.
"That's the Deputy Warden. He is Jack and the King of the North."
"But I heard they call the Deputy Warden, isn't it just Olme?" That’s Annan’s disguised identity.”
A big man with a prince identity disguised his identity to save these lowly civilians? Looking at the brown rice and fatty pork slices in the bowl... Tucker believed it.
And the deputy warden does look a bit like Jack in the magical image.
While talking to the centaur, Tucker slowly ground the food with his teeth. The centaur's ears suddenly stood up, and then Tucker heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from the corridor with the cell door open.
The surrounded King of the North appeared in the corridor, and then looked this way.
"Who is that guy sitting with the centaurs and elves?"
"He is Tucker, the prisoner who killed the gangster for his sister."
Annan remembered. After knowing what happened to him, Annan sent people to find the whereabouts of his sister, but the investigation was terminated after tracing to the Kamis camp.
Kamis Camp, also known as the Land of the Unreturnable, is located in a cave on the southern outskirts of Betar City. Countless evil transactions that could not be put on the table and even the nobles were ashamed of themselves were carried out there...
Annan thought for a while, went over to say hello to Tucker and Pakpa, and patted Pakpa. Fa's broad back allowed her to recover from her injuries.
The foreign race Li Annan left behind is particularly concerned about centaurs and gnolls. The former are natural warriors and archers - perhaps contrary to common sense, but centaurs do not have cavalry, and their forward upper bodies cannot support cavalry. The impact of the confrontation. Therefore, the centaur tribe has always been widely distributed in grasslands and hilly areas in a nomadic form.
Weighing 800 to 1,500 pounds in adulthood gives centaurs unparalleled strength, and their innate talent for bows and arrows allows them to attack farther than other races and move faster than other races. Annan hopes that Pakpafa can bring his tribe to Xingyue Bay. As for Xingyue Bay, there is no grassland...the forests in the south will become grassland after being cut down.
The latter Gnolls hoped to get in touch with the Gnolls near Xingyue Bay.
There are also races such as rat people and cavemen. Annan also has the idea of attracting similar species and expanding the species in Xingyue Bay. Will Xingyue Bay become a mess if there are too many alien races? Is this 100 pounds of wood cut down by humans nobler, or is the 100 pounds of wood eaten by ratmen more despicable?
"King of the North, are my people still alive..." Mozali, the only remaining elf, asked.
Annan looked at it sympathetically: "You should know that no matter the cold winter or the chasing guards, the patrolling mercenary group will not let them go..."
It's not just Mo. Zali, other races will never have the chance to see those people who escaped from prison.
In the afternoon, they heard that a cold wave was coming and it was snowing, so they switched to shooting in the dungeon, waiting for the weather to clear and the snow to melt before continuing. Annan gave the prisoners full freedom. As long as they did not leave the second floor, they could enter and leave the cells freely. A clean, bright, and warm dungeon will always give these prisoners the chaotic illusion that this is a dream.
In any case, the pain of the past has gone away from them, and a new future is waiting for them in front.
(End of this chapter)