Chapter 1019 Chapter 250. Iron Maiden
“How did you know?”
Annan did not expect that he would be recognized directly.
“Knight de la Torre and Lord Naveen witnessed the knighthood ceremony of Annan Reeves has spread.”
It seems that the Holy Grail Knights have not declined yet, they still have basic skills News circulates.
"But how do you prove it?"
"Do you need it?"
Annan gestured to their wounds. With their wounds so miserable, was there any need to lie to them?
“Who knows what the traitor wants to do?” The Knight Husband never let go.
Annan thought he was right, tilted his head and said to Maria: "Call the president over."
Taking advantage of the gap, Annan took out the spell book, first smashed out the blessing and restoration magic, and then tore open the magic scroll.
The knight's retinue was both lucky and unlucky. Because assassinating the king was a serious matter, no one dared to let them die. But the price was countless tortures used on the followers until their mouths were pried open.
"I believe half of it now." said the servant who had regained some strength.
"Which half?"
"Annan is a squib who doesn't know any other spells."
Crunch——
Annan squeezed the magic scroll made of leather.
“Are many people saying that?”
The term “Squib” comes from “Annan Potter” and has similar meaning to Mudblood.
"Anyone who knows you a little bit knows that."
Forget it...it's a fact.
And what happened to the Squib? Even if other spellcasters can use general spells and have the hands of a mage, they don't even need to do it themselves to sit on the toilet. But I can summon legends and epics to help me fight when I am an elite. Can other spellcasters do it?
The cell door was just open, and Annan stood outside talking to them.
The knight's retinue suddenly closed his mouth and looked towards the passage where the footsteps came from.
After a while, Maria emerged from the depths of the passage with the president
"Who am I?" Annan asked him.
The president of the court glanced at the knights’ retinues in the cell, and straightened out his fat belly: “You are the acting president of the Chamber of Justice Olmei!”
“What I’m talking about is The real identity.”
The president curled up his belly and said flatteringly: “Do you want to tell them?”
“They are all tough guys, right?”
Several days have passed since the king's tour, but the Purification Court has found nothing.
"Yes, yes, they are very strict with their mouths... Well, I mean, we didn't use too much torture..." the judge said carefully.
"Hurry up and say it." Annan didn't want to go into details.
The president breathed a sigh of relief and puffed up his belly: "Listen up, servants. Standing in front of you is the King of the North, Champion Warlock, and Lord of the Floating City, Annan Revi. Si!
"With Member of the House of Representatives and President of the Purification Tribunal, Ita Daken Bisco..."
He quickly added his name.
The knight's retinue finally believed his other half, struggled to get up, and knelt on one knee in front of Annan: "Riya Lach and the Round Table team are at your disposal."
"Listen to me. "
"You are a follower recognized by the three Holy Grail Knights, and you saved us. We believe in you."
"What if I let you go back to Liberty City to recuperate?"
The knight's retinue looked puzzled.
"I have other purposes in the new capital, and you can't help me. And..." Annan pointed at his face, "Your appearance has been remembered, and you can't do anything."< br>
The knight's followers were silent for a long time before accepting the fact of their failure.
Annan and the president said: "Can I take them away?"
"Of course, you are the master here, but..." The president first expressed his submission, and then revealed his Embarrassed look: "They assassinated the king. The royal family has been watching here. If they let them go, I'm afraid they can't explain it to the outside world..."
"I don't care, I have to take them away."
Faced with the unreasonable Annan, the president of the court could only try to persuade Annan by saying that the king was even more unreasonable. Annan led the president to the cell in front and asked a free blade who had already been sentenced to death in his heart: "Why do you want to assassinate the king."
"What?"< br>
The confused man raised his head.
Annan tilted his head: "You know how to do it?"
"I know!"
The president looked like he had found a treasure, but Annan didn't believe him - this kind of secretly changing prisoners This group of nobles has done this thing countless times.
Back deep in the dungeon, Annan was preparing to take the knight followers to Liberty City.
When they go to Liberty City, they will attract other Holy Grail Knights and followers, and then they can find a way to keep them...
"Lord Annan, have you seen the prisoners here?" Rhea Lach suddenly pointed at the wall and said.
"What prisoner?"
"You don't know?"
The knight's servant Rhea Lage cast doubtful eyes on the president of the court.
The president hurriedly stood up and explained: "Lord Annan, he should be talking about the prisoners in the deepest part of the dungeon..."
Hearing this, Annan looked towards the unknown area on the right.
There was no light there, and there was no echo. Annan thought it was a dark wall.
As he took out the magic oil lamp, the light invaded the dark realm, illuminating a small area and revealing another cell door.
Annan opened the roster: "There are no new names on the roster."
"Because this prisoner is somewhat special..."
Annan approached the deepest cell with an oil lamp.
The darkness fled, and a girl wrapped in a metal torture device emerged.
The heavy torture instrument was wrapped around the girl's soft neck, and the rusty iron pieces pierced into her slender collarbone, neck and waist, locking her in like a pair of armor. The girl lowered her head, as if sleeping, and her profile showed a perfect arc.
"How can you keep such a beautiful lady here?" Annan frowned.
The president explained: "It's not us, she is... a prisoner held by the Guardian Church."
"Didn't they take it away?"
"I don't know if they forgot it or if they wanted to leave us with trouble..."
"Didn't you handle it?"
"No. , She has been silent...if she doesn't look, she doesn't."
Annan didn't know what to say to them.
The people locked up in the deepest part of the dungeon by the church are not good people. If you don’t look at them, then you don’t have them? But the Purification Court has to work overhead...
Annan asked Rhea Lage: "How did you know there was another prisoner?"
They said that late at night, deep in the dungeon There will be a faint sound of breathing.
Annan looked solemnly at the Iron Maiden who looked like a statue in the steel torture instrument.
Forget it, the kingdom doesn’t care about him, and he doesn’t plan to come to the Purification Court often anyway.
Opening the portal and sending the followers away, Annan and the others left the depths of the dungeon that made him uncomfortable.
The last ray of light was withdrawn, and in the darkness, only the faint sound of breathing was left lingering...
...
Annan was nominally the president of the chamber or an agent, but in fact He is the master of the Purifying Court.
Finding an excuse to deal with the murderer of the assassination case during the king's parade - anyway, his face could be stained by torture as an excuse. Annan began to work hard for the status promised by the king.
A new bloody storm has arisen in the new royal capital. Wherever Mr. Olmei stretched out his hand, the blades of freedom flooded everywhere.
(End of this chapter)