Chapter 781
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As the figures moved, they gradually became clearer.
Rodney and Dan appeared in Kieran's sight. Both of them were tied up on a special prison wagon with pillars attached to it.
The three arbiters were either pushing or pulling the prison wagon.
Soon, the prison wagon stopped in front of Kieran.
The three arbiters laughed weirdly when they saw Kieran couldn't move. One of them was holding a whip and the other was holding a barbed stick. They walked towards Kieran with a ferocious look.
However, the last one was the fastest.
The arbiter ran towards Kieran empty-handed and grabbed the dagger that was stabbed into Kieran's abdomen.
Puk!
The dagger was pulled out.
Then, the arbiter stabbed it back in.
Compared to the dagger that moved on its own, the arbiter's control inflicted more pain on Kieran.
"Stop!"
Rodney shouted.
A whipping was the answer to Rodney.
"Rodney, do you still think you are the high and mighty Knight?
You are just a prisoner!
King Juen's prisoner! "
As they whipped Rodney, the two arbiters scolded him angrily.
"You traitors!
"You will definitely be burned at the stake!"
Knight didn't forget to scold the two arbiters despite the pain.
"Stake?"
Who do you think is the prisoner now?
"Also!"
What rights do you have to call us traitors? We were controlled by you hypocrites with despicable means, what's wrong with submitting to King Juen who gave us freedom? "
The two arbiters replied with their questions.
"You are just finding excuses for your cowardice!"
The knight's voice rose a notch.
"So what?"
The arbiter who was concentrating on stabbing a few holes on Kieran's body with his dagger looked up at the Knight.
Before the Knight could answer, a kick landed on the Knight's abdomen, forcing the Knight to swallow his words before he could speak.
The three arbiters laughed out loud when they saw the Knight opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.
The laughter lasted for a few seconds before the three of them moved again.
Kieran, who was covered in blood and couldn't move, was thrown into the prison wagon that looked like a flatbed cart. The three of them acted like donkeys and horses, pulling the prison wagon along.
It was then that Kieran noticed the young Knight who had been quiet all this while was covered in whip marks.
Especially the young Knight's eyes, all that was left were two bloody holes and his half-opened mouth was only half a tongue. Weak breaths came from his nose but Kieran could clearly feel that his life force was weakening.
It was obvious that the three arbiters didn't show any mercy to the executioner who had been restraining them. The moment the restraints were removed, they dealt a vicious blow to the young Knight.
If it wasn't for Elder Juen's order, Kieran could totally guess what would have happened to the young Knight.
Kieran shifted his gaze and sized up his surroundings.
As the prison wagon moved forward, the darkness before Kieran's eyes had obvious changes.
As though the mist had dissipated, the darkness had vanished without a trace and what was left was a large corridor.
The corridor's floor and ceiling were made entirely out of rocks, looking sturdy and simple. Each of them was tied up by a chain as thick as a pinky finger. The bowl-like utensils were filled with burning grease.
Amidst the fire, there was a lot of foul-smelling smoke.
When Kieran caught a whiff of the stench, the wounds on his body started to hurt even more.
He endured the pain and looked at the left side of the corridor.
There were cages made of thick wooden stakes, and the prisoners in the cages were all imprisoned.
Each of the prisoners looked terrified and nervous, they would tremble with the slightest noise.
Especially when they saw the three arbiters pulling the prison wagon, the prisoners lowered their heads even more deeply, they didn't even have the courage to look at the three arbiters.
They were scared out of their wits!
Kieran knew what was going on in his heart.
However, he didn't despise them at all.
These people who were dragged into this special place suffered endless torture in the dark prison.
Fear was what they should feel.
The fearless ones …
They would have been tortured to death a long time ago.
Kieran turned his eyes to the right side of the corridor.
There were corpses hanging there. Some of them had become dried corpses, some were skeletons, but most of them had been dumped there with a small candle burning their scalps back and forth. Droplets of fat still dripped into the dishes below.
Without a doubt, the grease for lighting came from this place.
Then, Kieran saw the three high clergies of the Church of Danton on the right side of the wall.
The three of them were beaten up by the guards, they looked dispirited and dispirited.
When the three of them saw Kieran, their eyes shone but when they saw the injuries on Kieran's body and how he couldn't move, their expressions turned gloomy.
One after another, the guards with malicious expressions noticed the change.
They were sizing Kieran up with great interest.
A few of them walked towards the prison wagon that was slowly moving forward without stopping.
It was natural that they had malicious intentions.
Kieran could clearly tell from their gazes that they were looking at livestock waiting to be slaughtered.
However, before the guards truly got close, a squeaking noise came from the end of the corridor.
The originally closed door slowly opened.
Right away, the guards and the arbiters who pushed the wagon knelt down on the ground.
"Your Majesty!"
They chanted loudly.
No one dared to look up.
No one dared to show any disrespectful expression.
The prison wagon that stopped moving floated up and rushed through the door in a stable and swift manner. Then, the opened door was shut again.
Bang!
As the loud noise echoed in his ears, Kieran saw Elder Juen again.
Elder Juen was in an ugly state with blood gushing out from his mouth but he had changed into a luxurious black robe. His skinny face was still the same and he was holding a golden scepter in his hand. He was sitting on a black throne and looking down on Kieran.
"Now do you know the difference between us?
"Some useless tricks won't hurt me at all!"
"But it will leave a deep impression on me!"
"Such a person will either become my servant or my prisoner!"
What will you choose? "
As Elder Juen asked, Kieran could instantly speak.
Even though he didn't say it out loud, Kieran had such a feeling.
However, Kieran didn't answer, he was still sizing up the place.
"What a joke, ant!
Don't tell me you think you are in an illusion or some kind of illusion right?
"This is my 'kingdom'!"
A kingdom where I can do whatever I want!
For example, you think you can use the power in your body to turn the tables around and I can erase it anytime I want! "
Elder Juen sneered and waved his golden scepter.
Right away, the Dawn Force in Kieran's body vanished without a trace.
"Now, tell me your choice!"
Elder Juen asked again.
This time, Kieran didn't answer.
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