Chapter 15 Visitors

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The metal boots are sonorous, and the noisy sound echoes in the water cell.

The alchemist reluctantly raised his head and looked in the direction of the flashing fire and shadow. Who is coming? Are you going to behead them, or are you going to be rude and take them to the red robe of the hanging ground? Or... the jailer's words worked, and the comeer was the pleasant captain of the bodyguard Yahan? At the moment before the puzzle was revealed, he trembled with nervousness.

The shadow was getting closer and closer. When Leo saw the other party's face, he completely relaxed. The person who came was the captain of the prince's bodyguard. Unfortunately, his face was stiff, without a smile, as if wearing a cold steel mask.

"I'm glad to see you again." His throat is burning like a fire. It must be swollen and inflamed, he thought. His voice became more and more low and hoarse, almost inaudible.

The captain of the bodyguard glanced at them coldly and never said a word. He waved to the one-eyed jailer to open the prison door.

The sound was so wonderful in his ear at this time.

They should leave. But he was already exhausted, hunger and thirst exhausted his strength, and his will made him feel extremely difficult and shaky just by standing. What's more, there is a unconscious Rosie in his arms. Her soft and hot body seems to be heavier than a mountain that can't be climbed. He moved a few steps with difficulty and tried several times but couldn't hold her out of the pool.

Li Ou hated his weakness, especially his weakness, which made him feel self-blame and made him angry. But he doesn't even have a place to vent. He also had to ask for help.

The captain of the bodyguard took his hand and dragged the female mage out of the water prison. She neither struggled nor resisted during the whole process. Only a few unconscious subtle moans from his throat. He only felt pain in his heart.

"Can you still go by yourself?"

Li Ou shook off the captain's hand. He climbed out of the water cell and staggered by the water. Get out of here, we're getting out of here. We need fire, clean clothes, and doctors.

"And food and water." The captain of the guard interrupted him, "It's all ready."

What is usually available is now exchanged for a imposed injustice. He couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart. He held Rosie in his arms and stumbled back along the road he came in a few days ago. The dungeon is dark, high and slippery. He has to try his best at every step. He wants to give up every step, so he lies on the ground and sleeps well.

Another step. He is out of breath.

The jailer stopped and turned his head to look. His one eye was laughing wantonly under the torch, and there was malice in his eyes. The captain of the bodyguard said nothing behind him, as if it didn't exist. He felt dizzy and light-headed. He is about to fall down. I couldn't climb up, and he finally admitted to himself. He had to swallow all his self-esteem, let the captain of the guard hold Rosie, and let the one-eyed jailer hold him up. Fortunately, no one appeared here, no one saw it, and no one laughed loudly. Only someone will spread the weakness of the white devil.

Above the water cell is a spacious cell, and the light of flames and candles is bright and dazzling. Leo narrowed his eyes reflexively. He hadn't felt such a strong light for a long time. For him, it seemed that a century had passed.

The one-eyed jailer helped him all the way to a cell, and he stopped to grope for the key. This is your new home, White Devil. The jailer opened an iron door for him. There is everything that I glanced at last time: a big bed covered with dried seaweed, a chess piece and several books on the bedside table, and even a luxury wine cabinet. Of course, there is still a bathtub in the cell, which is already filled with hot water... When he saw it, he felt itchy all over and wanted to jump in immediately.

"Are you satisfied?" The jailer asked with a smile.

Of course, there will be no negative answer. As far as a prisoner is about to be tried, he really can't ask for more. But... "Where's Rosie?" He resisted his physical fatigue and tried his best to resist the call of hot water and red wine to him. How are you going to settle her? Where's the old girl? Why isn't she there?"

"She will be placed under house arrest in the attic like other ladies." The captain of the bodyguard replied, "The old lady is already waiting there."

Li Ou believes that Lu Yuewu and Miss Bachelor will take good care of her. You'd better not play tricks. Otherwise..." He said harsh words meaninglessly. His voice is weak and almost unconvincing.

"If you don't feel at ease, go back to the water prison." The captain of the guard spoke coldly.

The alchemist stopped talking. He touched Rosie's sickly red face, leaned over her forehead and kissed her gently, "Please, Mr. Yahan." He stared into each other's eyes and said solemnly.

It seems to have a premonition of parting. At this time, Rosie struggled to wake up from the scorched flames of hell. Her confused eyes swept around and finally stayed on Leo's body. Leo, what's going on? She asked weakly and uneasily.

The prince agreed to treat you. So, go out with Mr. Captain, and you will get better soon.

She moved her body, but the captain of the bodyguard hugged her firmly so that she would not fall down. With the last bit of strength, she could only stretch out a hand to him, and Leo held her. So...what about you?" Her eyes were half closed and half open, and she spoke as if she were whispering.

"Me? I'll be out soon." At the time of trial. Go to sleep and have a good sleep.

She confusedly let the captain of the guard take her out of the dungeon. Their backs circled the corner, and their voices gradually faded away, leaving him alone. This time, he is really the only one. But he has no regrets. He has tried his best to turn the situation around, which is the limit he can do.

It's better to die alone than to be buried with one more person. Li Ou sighed and barely climbed into the foamy bathtub. The comfortable hot water made him sigh satisfied, as if his troubles and sorrow had dissipated in an instant. Tired quickly came, and sleepiness immediately occupied the brain. The next moment, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, the water in the bathtub was already cold. He struggled to climb out of the bathtub. I don't know when someone has brought food. There is a bowl of light fish porridge and a piece of pastry bread on the cabinet. His stomach is cheering. He put on a rough prisoner's suit folded on the bed as quickly as possible and stuffed the cold food into his mouth. He now has a hairy hair and a beard, and looks like a beggar on the street. After sweeping away the food in the plate, fatigue hit him crazily again. In addition to eating and drinking water, all he had left was sleep. He temporarily forgot to think, forget Luo Xi, and forget about Lu Yuewu and Miss Bachelor. Now he needs to sleep well to face the upcoming trial.

However, during his brief awakening, no one was seen, and no one informed him when the trial would come. Even if he secretly ruled the poison and sword needed, he didn't wait. So he had to continue to sleep while waiting. He didn't know how long he had slept. When he took another shower, one day when he woke up, a guest finally came to visit.

Behind the one-eyed jailer is a mysterious guy wearing a hood and wrapped in a cloak in the summer.

"Open the door." Leo heard his voice.

After the one-eyed jailer left quietly. The man who came removed the hood, he was Prince O'Peren.

The prince approached the cell, took off his cloak and threw it at **, while he moved a chair by himself and sat down opposite the alchemist who was bored playing with chess. Prison, no, I'm afraid there are only two of them in the whole dungeon. The captain of the guard may be guarding the entrance of the stairs.

"I didn't expect you to condescend to come to visit a wizard you call the White Devil." He snorted coldly, "Should I feel honored to bow to you three times?"

"That's not necessary. You are not my subject." The prince got up and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, took out another glass, filled it for himself, and poured it for Leo. When I came here, I only felt the need to listen to the words of the dying.

Li Ou clenched the king's pawn in his hand. Aren't you worried about me threatening you and hurting you?"

"You won't." The prince stared at his right hand, "Although you really want to do this, you still want to kill me. But you won't do that. You know the current situation better than anyone else. Now I take the initiative."

Yes, each of them is under the prince's house arrest. The crossbow must be aimed at them at all times, and the poison is on the right hand of the cook. How is Rosie? I know your mouse knows every move in the attic.

"At least she sleeps better than you."

"Real?" He meditated and suddenly became speechless.

The prince took a sip of red wine and put down the glass. Say it. People say, 'People are about to die, and their words are also good.' I want to hear your truth and lies.

"The truth? Lies?" Leo just wants to laugh. He pulled the corners of his mouth and finally held back. Is there any difference? Who will believe it? Even if I tell a pleasant lie, can the unpleasant facts be of little use?

"It makes no difference." There is no need for the prince to lie. But I want to hear what you said.

There is basically nothing to say. The truth is that I didn't do anything, and the lie is that I have bad intentions. Leo sneered, "I really want to do that, and I won't be that stupid. It's easy to see that we are the murderers.

"I know, someone planted and framed."

He must have known this a long time ago. But he is not a judge, he is a king. I can't think of anything else. But I don't know who it is." He doesn't expect anything from each other.

It's not true. You don't have to know." The prince said, "Your charges have been confirmed. It's unforgivable."

"Then why do you still forgive Rosie?"

He was very happy to see the anger in the eyes of the prince. But this time he lost his calculation. In this round of competition, Leo himself was the first to taste the anger.

"Even if you don't ask like this, I will let her go." The prince looked at him and told him word by word, "My magic consultant told me that although her magic was taboo and dangerous, there was nothing wrong."

The prince's words were like a big drum blowing in his ear and a bolt from the blue. He was stunned and stood up. She's about to die, and you're still watching the show!" He roared, "Will she die in my arms if I don't make a choice that satisfies you?"

The prince did not deny it.

"So, alchemist, books are books, and reality is reality. You still don't know the people in power.

What responded to the prince was the glass of wine poured on his face.

"Our conversation is over." The prince stood up with solemn dignity, and red wine flowed down his chin and dripped from his short beard. You should be glad that I understand your reckless behavior, so I won't do anything to you or anger your companions.

"I won't be grateful for it."

"I don't need the gratitude of the dead, it will only make me sleepless. For the king, making others hate is the best weapon to rule his subjects. You'd better understand this." The prince stretched out his tongue and licked the liquor from the corners of his mouth. Take a good shower tomorrow, change into clean clothes, and then eat enough. The trial is waiting for you. He walked out of the cell. "As you wish, there will be a fair and just public trial waiting for you."