Fatty Shi, Jim, and Torc were escorted out. Jim and Torc stood on either side of Fatty Shi.
Fatty Shi didn't say a word. He stared coldly at Master Swordmaster Benag, his eyes full of disdain. Jim coughed as he tried to stand in front of Fatty Shi, but he was stopped by Fatty Shi. Torc was already cursing loudly. As a member of the pirates, his curses were very unpleasant to hear. From the time he came out of the prison cell until now, he had already had relations with Master Swordmaster Benag's female relatives 17 or 18 times. Moreover, he was on his way to becoming Master Swordmaster Benag's female ancestors.
All the cells of the Norton Family's soldiers and knights in the third underground floor were in an uproar. The iron bars were knocked loudly, and the sounds of cursing filled the air.
Ayer jumped up angrily and shouted for Master Swordmaster Benag to let go of Fatty Shi and the others. He could consider worshipping Master Benag as his master.
"Shut up!" Fatty Shi suddenly shouted at Ayer. His voice was so loud that it suppressed all the cursing. Stam, who was next to him, was also shocked.
Fatty Shi pointed at Master Swordmaster Benag and shouted at Ayer, "You want to worship such a big mouse as your master? Do you want to lose face for the family? Look at him, do you think you can take him as your master? Once you worship him as your master, your life will be over! It doesn't matter if we die, but you can't bear such shame! When our family's army arrives in the future, I believe that our lord will not let this big mouse go. He will kill all his mice and grandchildren! "
Fatty Shi was right. In Galinthea, worshipping a master was an extremely serious matter. The relationship between master and disciple was even closer and intimate than in Laurist's previous life. The master chose the disciple, and the disciple chose the master very strictly and meticulously. After worshipping a master, the disciple would treat the master as a second father, and serving the master for a lifetime was his duty.
Just like how Master Swordsman Benag forced Ell to become his disciple, as long as Ell agreed and signed the agreement, he would have to treat this rat-like Master Swordsman Benag as his master. Not only would he have to pay for Ell's tuition, but he would also be able to order Master Swordsman Benag to do anything for him. Even if something happened to this big rat, Ell would have to solve it for him.
If Ell regretted it afterward, Great Swordsman Benag could take the apprenticeship agreement and publicize it. At that time, people would not care about the reason why Ell apprenticed to him, but would only condemn Ell for not respecting his teacher. His notoriety would spread far and wide, and even the Peterson Chamber of Commerce behind him would lose face. Of course, this Great Swordsman Benag didn't know that Ell was pretending to be a young master of the Peterson Chamber of Commerce. One of the important reasons he forced Ell to become his disciple was because he wanted to build a relationship with one of the seven giants of the Commerce Alliance.
At this time, Ell was already in tears. He shouted crazily, "You big mouse, please let them go. As long as you let them go, I'll give you as much money as you want. Ten thousand? Even twenty thousand gold coins will do! If you kill them, I swear I will use the cruelest way to let you and your family die without a burial place, and let you die without descendants! I will do what I say! "
"Is that so?" Great Swordsman Benag was so angry that his nostrils were emitting coarse breaths. His face turned from green to white, "Since you don't want to become my disciple, I will skin these three slaves alive in front of you. If you sign the agreement, I will consider letting them die a quick death …"
Now, everyone could hear the viciousness in Great Swordsman Benag's tone. Even his sharp voice had become gloomy. He would never let go of Fatty Shi and the other two. He would not stop until he killed them. These three Silver-level slaves did not even put him in their eyes. Not only did they scold him, but they also stopped that kid from taking him as his master. Why? They are not even Gold Rank. How dare they be so presumptuous in front of me? I must let them die a painful death. I will also let the slaves and the kid see the means of a Great Swordsman …
Great Swordsman Benag pulled out his long sword. Under the illumination of the fire, the long sword looked like a pool of green water. It was a good sword.
"Very good. You three slaves have a sharp tongue. Do you feel good scolding me? If you kneel and kowtow to me to beg for mercy and persuade that kid to become my disciple, I can let you die a quick death … "Great Swordsman Benag pointed his sword at Fatty Shi, Jim, and Torc.
"Pooh!!!" Fatty Shi, Jim, and Torc spat on the ground at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding. This action caused the other cell on the other side to burst into laughter, ridicule, and boos.
"Big Rat, aren't you a Great Swordsman? If you have the guts, remove their shackles and give them weapons. Let them fight with you fairly! You are a Great Swordsman, and they are only three Silver-ranked warriors, unarmed and shackled. Killing them like this is just a despicable and shameless murder. Untie their shackles, give them weapons, and let them die in battle like warriors! "The rough voice sounded.
The Gold Rank slave gladiators in the other cell started to shout, "Give them weapons, remove their shackles, give them weapons …"
Great Swordsman Benag seemed to be deaf. He turned a deaf ear to the shouting. He slowly walked over, waved his sword, and fiercely chopped down.
The sword light was like a flash of lightning. This sword seemed fast but was actually slow. It was light and vicious. It looked like the tip of the sword was going to cut open Fatty Shi's cheeks and separate his lower jaw from his upper jaw. This way, the tongue would be exposed. As long as the tip of the sword rolled, the tongue would be cut off …
Fatty Shi closed his eyes and rushed forward, colliding with the tip of the sword …
Jim and Torc roared and rushed forward, dragging the iron shackles and chains …
Ayer gripped the iron fence tightly. He was so angry that he slid down in tears …
The rough voice was furious. "Big Rat, don't let me find a chance in the future. I will definitely cut off your flesh inch by inch …"
"Clang!" A black bronze spear suddenly appeared in front of the longsword and blocked it. Although the tip of the bronze spear was cut off by the sword, it caused the longsword to tilt to the side. Great Swordsman Benag did not expect the imperial soldier standing at the side to be able to block his longsword. While he was stunned, he saw a semicircular bronze shield smashing towards his face.
"What are you doing!" Great Swordsman Benag was shocked and angry. He slid his feet and dodged the falling shield. However, he did not expect Lolist to be standing in front of him at some point. Or rather, when he dodged the shield, he just happened to be in front of Lolist. When he raised his head, the two of them were almost face to face …
Lolist fiercely lowered his head. He was about fifteen or sixteen centimeters taller than Great Swordsman Benag, so when he lowered his head, his bronze helmet ruthlessly smashed into Great Swordsman Benag's face. The Great Swordsman Benag was dizzy and fell on his butt. His forehead was swollen, and there were even a few cracks on it. Blood flowed all over his face …
There was no helping it. Who told Lolist to wear a bronze helmet? Using the bronze helmet against the Great Swordsman Benag's face to take advantage of him? Reaching out, Lolist grabbed Great Swordsman Benag's right wrist that was retracting his sword. With a twist, the longsword left his hand and fell into Lolist's hand. With two swishes, he had already cut off one of Great Swordsman Benag's arm and leg. Great Swordsman Benag screamed in pain and fainted …
Ugh … All the sounds in the surroundings suddenly stopped … No one had expected such a sudden change to happen in such a short period of time … It was as if time had frozen …
Tears and snot flowed down El's face, but he couldn't make a sound with his mouth wide open …
Fatty Shi still maintained his charging posture, but there was an indescribable shock in his eyes …
Jim and Torc had already rushed in front of Fatty Shi, but they were forced to stop because of this unforeseen event …
The Gold-ranked gladiators in the prison cells all had their mouths wide open. It seemed that no one could believe that an Imperial Guard could so easily defeat Great Swordsman Benag. Furthermore, it seemed that he didn't even use any Dou Qi …
Stam was the first to regain his senses. His entire body trembled as he slowly retreated, then turned around and ran. Loriste kicked, and the broken bronze spearhead flashed forward, piercing into Stam's back with a 'puchi' sound, sending him tumbling to the ground. He kicked a few times before becoming motionless ….
"I think I came just in time to save the lives of the three of you," Lolist said with a smile. He then grabbed the bronze helmet and took it off. He used a little too much strength to knock Stam down, and the brim of the bronze helmet left a deep mark on Lolist's forehead.
"My … My Lord …" Fatty Shi, Jim and Torc trembled violently, and immediately knelt down. The joy of escaping from death made the three of them sob uncontrollably.
All the Norton Family's soldiers and knights in the third underground floor were in an uproar. "My Lord, My Lord …"
Lolist raised his index finger to his lips and shushed them. "Shut up! I still need to kill our way out of here. What are you shouting for? "
He walked over and grabbed Fatty Shi, Jim and Torc from the ground. He opened his arms and hugged them tightly. "You have all suffered. I am proud that the Norton Family has such strong and unyielding knights like you …"
Torc whimpered, "My Lord, I am not a knight of the family yet …"
"Shut up!" Lolist glared at him. "If I say you are, then you are! Do you see that soldier's corpse? Go and drag him back. He has the key to the cell. "
Fatty Shi burst into laughter. "Torc, my Lord means that you have already become a knight of the Norton Family. After we get out, he will give you a badge and gift …"
"Oh …" Torc understood and was overjoyed. He turned around and went to drag Stam's corpse.
"Come back!" Lolist shouted. With a flash of the sword, the handcuffs and leg chains on Fatty Shi, Jim and Torc were broken and fell to the ground.
Ell was the first to be released. When he arrived in front of Lolist, he knelt on one knee and slapped himself twice. "My Lord, I did not do my job well. I almost killed Shredder and the others."
Lolist pulled him up. "Are you crazy? Why did you slap yourself? You can't be blamed for this. You can only blame this big mouse for being greedy and having designs on you. "
Lolist pointed at Master Swordsman Benag who was lying on the ground. This time, Master Swordsman Benag had already woken up from the pain. He held his broken hand and screamed in pain. Ell pounced over and gave him another beating. Finally, he kicked Master Swordsman Benag in the chest. The Master Swordsman Benag choked on his breath and fainted.
"How many of our family members are left here?" Lolist asked.
"My Lord, there are 257 people left. This big rat killed five this evening …" Fatty Shi said angrily.
"My Lord, take revenge for us! There were more than 1300 of us when we were captured! "One by one, the family soldiers knelt down with tears streaming down their faces.
Lolist raised his face and tried to stop his tears from falling.
"Don't worry, take your time. Our family's armed forces have already occupied Nubit Harbor. They will soon attack this city. As long as they are from the Haneabada Kingdom, none of them will be able to escape. Now. Some of you, wake this big rat up with piss and then skin him alive. Don't let him die so easily … "Lolist said.
Master Swordsman Benag's screams were heart-wrenching. Ell brought a few family soldiers and used the iron shackles to break his bones inch by inch. Every time Master Swordsman Benag fainted from the pain, he would either be woken up by piss or by burning torches. His screams echoed in the dark underground prison, sending chills down one's spine …
Half an hour later, Master Swordsman Benag finally breathed his last. His body had already become a bloody mess. Now that the shackles on the Norton Family soldiers had been removed, everyone sat together on the ground to rest.
"My Lord, how do we get out?" Fatty Shi asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet. At most, we'll just kill our way out," Lolist replied.
"I fainted!" Fatty Shi slapped his head and sighed. "You were so impulsive that you acted without a plan?"
Lolist did not think much of it. "Isn't this an emergency? You guys are about to die. Why wouldn't I act?"
"But we don't have any weapons now, and everyone's body condition is not good. How do you think we can kill our way out?" Fatty Shi complained.
"Why don't I take down those iron bars and sharpen them into spears? That way, everyone will at least have weapons," Lolist suggested as he looked at the iron bars of the prison cells.
"It's no use, my Lord. These iron bars are made of the same material as the iron shackles we wear. They don't have any combat energy, so we can't use them as weapons," Fatty Shi replied with a bitter smile.
"Hey, kid over there, come over and let us out. We can help you," the rough voice said again.
"Oh, my Lord, let me introduce you. This is Brother Seuss. He's a Master Swordsman and has given us many pointers here. I have to go thank him." Fatty Shi turned and walked towards the opposite cell.
This slave great swordsman named Hugh was a tall and burly old man. His eyes were very spirited, and his robust body was covered with old scars. The iron shackles on his body were at least three times heavier than those on Fatty Shi. However, Fatty Shi could not find the key to open the iron bars of his cell. This was not strange. The key that Master Swordsman Benag wanted Stam to get was the key to Fatty Shi's cell. Lolist had also seen a large string of bronze keys at the guard station at the entrance of the passage. It must be for this row of cells.
Laurist took the Great Swordmaster Benag's longsword, circulated his inner force, and cut through the arm-thick iron bars in a few strokes. After Seuss came out, the sword in Lolist's hand flashed, and the iron shackles around Seuss fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Good swordsmanship!" Seuss gave a thumbs up in praise.
Laurist looked at the four Gold-tier gladiators in the cells next to him, and said apologetically, "You guys wait here. I'll go to the guard station in front and get the key to your cells. It's too much effort for me to slash them with my sword alone."
"My Lord, won't you alert the guards?" Ell asked.
"It's fine. The guards know that the big rat wants to torture you to death, so they won't come. I can kill them in the name of getting cleaning equipment. Take a few people and follow behind. When I succeed, I'll strip their equipment and put it on. Pretend to be guards, understood? "Lolist had an idea.
"Yes, my Lord," Ell replied.
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