Han Jin had thought that Black Raven City would be very desolate, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that he was wrong. What other places had, Black Raven City also had.
The only difference was that the sky here was very dark. No sun or bright stars could be seen. No matter when he raised his head, he could only see layers of lead-like clouds. At most, there were some differences in color.
Around the towering castle, there were neat wheat fields. Han Jin felt very strange. Normally, the lack of sunlight was very unfavorable to the growth of plants. Why was the wheat here still flourishing? Unfortunately, now was not the time to study botany. His body slowly sank down.
Not long after, Han Jin came out from a clump of withered grass. It was obviously a cell. The air was foul and rancid. There was a closed iron door in front of him and a solid iron window behind him. A man of unknown age was nailed to the wall. It was nailed, not hung! Two iron nails as thick as a child's arm had penetrated the man's palms and were deeply embedded in the wall. The man's hands were spread out and fixed in the shape of the word "大". Strangely, his palms were not bleeding. The muscles of his palms had turned grayish-black, and there were a few white dots moving around. Han Jin fixed his eyes on them and his expression changed. Those white dots were actually maggots.
Just as Han Jin came out, the man also raised his head. However, Han Jin still could not see his face clearly. His hair and beard were too long, tangled together on his face and body, making him look like a hairy monkey. The only thing that could be seen clearly was a pair of eyes as sharp as knives. But in a flash, the eyes changed and became extraordinarily turbid and unfocused, like a poor and dying old man curled up on the street, staring blankly at the sky.
"Shh …" Han Jin put his index finger in front of his lips. He was about to walk towards the iron door when suddenly, an ear-piercing scream came in, startling Han Jin.
He was here to spy on the enemy, so he was already mentally prepared to deal with accidents. He should not have been startled by anything, but that scream was too weird and ear-piercing.
Han Jin leaned against the iron door and listened, then casually flicked a black beetle out. Soon, he saw a shocking scene. At the end of the corridor outside the prison cell, there was a large iron table. A coquettish woman, almost naked, was lying on the table like a dog. A strong man, even taller than Morrisons, was standing behind the woman, lashing her with a long whip. Every time he lashed her, she would let out a sharp scream.
All male creatures would instinctively observe something at this moment, and Han Jin was no exception. The woman was only wearing a pair of soft leather boots, a belt around her waist, and a long sword hanging by the belt. Other than that, there was nothing else! Was she a prison guard? She was the heroine of a romantic wrestling film! Moreover, she was a top-grade heroine with a coquettish appearance, white skin, long hair, and a curvaceous figure. She was extremely attractive.
The man's movements became faster and faster, and the woman's cries became louder and louder. Finally, she let out a long trill, and her body twitched rhythmically. Her hands slammed on the metal table, and the man let out a strange laugh.
Han Jin was speechless. He turned around blankly. The prisoner saw Han Jin's shocked expression and said in a low voice, "That's the Abyssal Siren."
"What?" Han Jin was stunned.
"That's the Abyssal Siren. What they like to do most is to be beaten and ravaged. They are very strong, second only to vampires among the abyssal creatures. They are beautiful and not inferior to elves. One hundred Abyssal Sirens are enough to satisfy the desires of ten thousand soldiers, but conversely, ten thousand soldiers may not be able to satisfy the desires of one hundred Abyssal Sirens …" The prisoner's voice sounded very old. "Oh, people say that Zagunéd is a criminal, but in fact, they have wronged him. Zagunéd and his soldiers are only responsible for destruction. They never do anything else."
Han Jin stared at the prisoner blankly, unable to say a word.
"What? Are you surprised because I know too much? "the prisoner asked in a self-deprecating tone.
"No, I'm surprised because you can still laugh at this moment." Han Jin knew that he had accidentally met a big shot. He didn't want to disturb the residents of Nuremberg, and he couldn't get any valuable information from them, so he set his goal in the prison. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. In this spirit, he thought that it would be easier to find like-minded people in the prison. Unexpectedly, he met a man who talked and experienced unusual things.
"So what if you don't laugh? Cry? "the prisoner said slowly." Are you from the Beitman? Or the Holy Crown City? Are you … ready to attack Black Raven City? "
Han Jin couldn't describe his surprise in words. He looked the prisoner up and down and whispered, "Who are you? How do you know? "
"Ever since I failed to assassinate Zaganide, he would come to visit me every once in a while. I haven't seen him for many days now. I can't believe he gave up on this pleasure. He … must be very busy, right?" When the prisoner mentioned Zagunéd, his tone suddenly became cold. "And you, a little guy, even dared to come here, regardless of the threat of the Dark Ward. Do you know that Zagunéd and Caroline are definitely not in Nuremberg?"
"Little guy?" Han Jin smiled. He always disliked people who took advantage of their seniority, not to mention that he was on the stronger side, so he didn't need to give face to anyone.
"I'm also a human being, and I'm over seventy years old. Is it too much to call you a little guy?"
"Well … Sir, how did you know that we were going to attack Black Raven City?" Han Jin smiled. Since the prisoner mentioned his age, he didn't continue to argue.
"Black Raven City is not a good place. Even caravans rarely appear here. What are you doing here? Seeking death? I rarely see unfamiliar faces here. Your appearance is very sudden, and I can tell at first glance that you are sneaky. You don't have any good intentions. Also, Zaganide has been missing for a long time, so I'm just guessing. "The prisoner said in a low voice," Little guy, do you have time? Talk to me about what happened outside … "At the end of his sentence, there was a hint of pleading in the prisoner's tone.
"Don't you think I should save you first?"
"That's not necessary. I've been locked up here for ten years. My fighting strength and body have already begun to wither. Even if you save me, I'll be a cripple. It'll only alarm those guys." The prisoner sighed softly. "As long as you can talk to me about the outside world, I'll be very grateful."
"What do you want to know?"
He didn't expect that such a simple question would stun the prisoner. His hair and beard trembled slightly. After stammering for a long time, he finally squeezed out a long sigh. "Ten years …"
"By the way, I still don't know your name. Do you have any family or friends?" Han Jin knew very well that Zagunéd valued this prisoner so much. This prisoner's background was definitely not simple.
"Forget it. I suddenly … don't want to ask anything." The prisoner said in a bitter voice. "Little guy, let's talk about you. Where are you from?"
"Can you change the way you address me? I feel a little uncomfortable. " Han Jin frowned. He remembered that he used to call the little bull "little guy". It would be strange if he felt comfortable hearing the same address now. "My name is Raphael."
"Well, Mr. Raphael, where are you from? What are you doing here? "
"I'm from the Beitman."
"Beitman? How did the Beitman have the power to attack Black Raven City? Was it … Conrad who led Riptide to attack? "
"No, Knight of Conrad. The Knight of Conrad died of illness two years ago." Han Jin was stunned. "Do you know him?"
"How old was he? Just over forty? How could he die of illness? "The prisoner asked in a shocked tone.
"Because he was too tired."
The prisoner fell into silence. After a long while, he let out a long sigh, which was full of sorrow. However, his hair and beard were as good as a mask, so Han Jin couldn't see his expression clearly.
"So … Mr. Raphael, you came to Nuremberg to destroy the city's defense?"
"I'm not that powerful yet. I'm just here to scout," Han Jin said.
"Scout? By the way, I saw you come out of the ground. Was that magic?"
Han Jin smiled but did not answer.
"If you have such an ability, everything will be simple. Most of the soldiers here are from the Abyss Race. They are not afraid of attacks from underground, so they built the defense magic array underground." The prisoner narrowed his eyes and looked out of the iron window. "Do you see the huge statue in the center of the city? It's empty down there. You can go there and try to find a way. But you'd better wait until the army arrives. Otherwise, you can't destroy the magic array alone. Even if you destroy it, they can fix it. "
"Are you familiar with Nuremberg?"
"Very familiar? Haha … I know every corner of the city well even if I close my eyes. "
"I've been observing from outside for a long time and found that the defense of Nuremberg … is not very tight," Han Jin said. "Sir, how many soldiers do you think it will take to take down Nuremberg?"
"That's not important. What's important is that you're sure Zagunéd, Caroline, and Betty are not in Black Raven City?"
"They're definitely not here. Even if they know what happened here, they can't come back in time."
"Then it's easy. If you can destroy the magic array, thousands of soldiers can take down Nuremberg."
"Oh?" Han Jin glanced at the prisoner. "I'm leaving. Sir, are you sure you don't need my help?"
"No, haha … Little guy, no, Mr. Raphael, you care about me, which proves that you have a good heart. But it's not a good thing."
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