Chapter 724
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Neuss didn't sleep all night as he was waiting in the square. He greeted Dean when he saw him.
Dean threw Xia Manson to him: "Give him to Poland. Let Poland teach him how to do it."
"Yes, young master." Neuss saw Xia Manson's clothes and knew that he was the same as Poland. He asked: "Master, is everything going well?"
"Yes."
Dean said: "It's getting late. You should go and rest."
"Yes, young master."
Dean entered the Temple with Aisha. He took out the God's marrows and injected three tubes into himself. His body felt saturated and swollen. He put away the rest of the God's marrows and closed the Temple. He went back to his bed and closed his eyes to rest.
Aisha quietly sat on his bedside while he slept. Her pure black eyes were faintly staring at the dark hall.
Dean woke up the next day and enjoyed his breakfast. He chewed and swallowed as he listened to the news from Barton. The outer wall had gradually calmed down. The barbarians had secretly settled in the slums. Although the news had been leaked out many times but the dark parliament and the military had blocked the news. Civilians didn't know about the changes in the barbarians and didn't care about it.
In addition, the military had been reorganized by Richelieu and had become the number one legion of the Holy Church.
In addition, the Knight's Hall, magistrate, nobles and other forces were gradually integrated under the double infiltration of the dark parliament and the Holy Church. It was only a matter of time before they were completely unified.
There were many small episodes in addition to these big problems.
"Arsen from the Temple of Elements wants to see you and exchange knowledge with you." Barton looked at Dean: "In my opinion, he should want to stay by my side."
Dean nodded slightly as he heard the old man's thoughts. Although he didn't elaborate but he had a little impression of the old man. He was one of the few people in the Temple who had offended him. Most of them were jealous that Dean had been living in the Temple for a long time so they wanted to get a piece of the pie. After all, the honor of accompanying the Pope was enough to make people envious. Moreover, they could get endless benefits.
"If he wants to talk again, let Edward do it." Dudian said. The masters of 'Temple of Elements' were insignificant in his eyes, but it was good to use them as whetstones for Edward.
"Alright." Barton understood Dudian's meaning: "Edward is too young. Can he deal with him? After all, Arsen is a master."
"What master? I'm just someone who knows a little." Dean was very relieved, "Heroes don't care about their age. Some people treat a year as a day, some people treat a day as a year. The only difference that can be brought by age is the face of marriage and childbirth, as well as the body's condition after aging. The rest is just the idea of not growing up."
Barton scratched his head. "I got it."
Dudian asked: "Is there any trace of the person who left us in the outer wall?"
"The preacher who claimed to be from the Monastery in the inner wall?" Barton said: "This person is strange. He didn't go back to the inner wall after he left. Instead he went to various entertainment venues. He has been drinking in different pubs for the past few days. Someone threw him out of the pubs. I have sent people to keep an eye on him."
Dean was surprised. He thought for a moment and said: "Don't disturb him. Let him be."
"Yes." Barton nodded.
After breakfast, Neuss had already woken up and reported to the Temple. Dean asked him to lead the way to the dungeon. He wanted to see the two war gods.
Dean came to the dungeon through the dark underground tunnel. Although he was prepared, he still felt a trace of instinctive cruelty when he saw the two war gods. Their hair was disheveled and their bodies were covered in chains. Even the slightest movement would cause the chains to jingle.
The two of them emitted a strong smell of blood, and the chains wrapped around their bodies were also covered in dried blood. Their bodies were riddled with wounds and riddled with holes. Their limbs were all crippled, and they hung limply on the torture devices. Their breaths were weak, and their mouths were gagged. They couldn't bite their tongues, and they couldn't die even if they wanted to.
During the days of imprisonment, it was obvious that no one had bathed them. The blood caused by the daily torture washed their bodies over and over again, turning them dry and hard like beggars.
"Elder!"
The two burly men on duty quickly stood up when they saw Neuss. They looked at Neuss nervously with a flattering and nervous expression.
Neuss nodded: "Wake them up."
"Yes!" The two of them answered and turned around to pick up the buckets beside them. The icy cold water poured over their heads, instantly waking them up.
As soon as the two of them woke up, they noticed Dean standing in front of them. They struggled violently, and their eyes revealed a crazy killing intent. They stared at Dean as if they wanted to kill him with their eyes.
Dean pulled a chair and sat in front of them: "What do you think? Do you want to cooperate with me or continue to suffer here? You've suffered so much, but the military might not know of your loyalty. His Majesty Aristotle might not know either. Why do you have to suffer like this? "
The two of them groaned, their faces full of anger.
Dean raised his hand.
Neuss asked the two burly men to take out the gags from their mouths.
"You won't die a good death!" Hiro roared in anger. His bloodstained face was full of madness.
Ronon looked at Dean: "I'll curse you forever even if I go to hell!"
Dean raised his eyebrows: "Are your bones so hard? You can leave here as long as you lower your head. You won't have to suffer anymore. You can sleep on a soft and comfortable bed. You will have beautiful women in your arms. Don't you think about it? "
"F * ck you # ¥%% …" Hiro cursed.
Ronon's character was gloomy. Although he didn't speak but he looked at Dean.
Dean frowned and looked at the two burly men: "How did you take care of them?"
Both of them were scared and didn't know how to answer.
Neuss shouted: "I asked you to 'take care' of them every day. Didn't you hear me?"
Both of them trembled as they told how they had tortured them. Dean glanced at the props on the wall. Most of them were stained with blood. As they said, Hiro and Ronon had tasted the torture tools.
He shook his head: "It's just physical pain. It's nothing."
Neuss saw that Dean was dissatisfied. He carefully asked: "Master, what do you mean?"
"Take the cigarettes that Richelieu likes. Light five of them every day." Dean said: "Go to the prison and find one hundred strong men. You know what to do."
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