The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 584
Also one of the representatives of the refugees in Falls Town, a middle-aged man with a thick body like a brown bear, "Big Bear" Badal asked in a low voice: "Mr. William, what kind of bad news is it?"

William pointed to the captives of the Black Sword Legion who were curled up on the ground and dying, and said, "I have obtained terrible news from these captives. The lord of Zhentil Fort has ordered you to be washed away by the flood." All the victims of the disaster in the homeland were captured and sent to his territory as slaves for sale. Now the army of Zhentil Fort has blocked all the checkpoints and intersections around here, and the group of evil guys we encountered today is just one of them Squad. I believe more slave catchers from Zhentil Keep will follow."

"Ah? How is that possible?"

"My God! How could such a thing happen?"

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For a moment, countless exclamations came from the refugees. The news came too suddenly and was too unacceptable. Everyone instinctively didn't want to agree, but out of fear and understanding of Zhentil Fort , and it was difficult for them to refute the authenticity of the news, so they could only vent with expressions full of strong emotions.

The big bear Badal is undoubtedly the calmest among them all. Although his complexion is also ugly, he said with a determined expression: "Mr. Bad news for us, I wonder if we can confirm the truth of this news?"

William nodded and said, "Of course! You can interrogate these two captives as much as you want, including how to deal with them as you like."

Badal rubbed his chest and made a slightly funny thank you, and then loudly said: "Rabbi! Baird! Call some people with means, we need to do something pleasant to the gentlemen from Zhentil Castle. things."

The clever Rabiel and another man who was almost as strong as the big bear Badal immediately ran to the refugee group behind. After a while, they led a few older men, each holding some ropes, sticks and other utensils. , ran back with an urgent pace.

When everyone approached, one of the old guys stared at his bloodshot eyes and shouted impatiently: "Let me see the bastard from Zhentil Castle! Come on! Old John's craftsmanship can't wait to see you!" Get close to Santees!"

This old man exuding a tyrannical and self-destructive aura from head to toe immediately attracted William's attention, and he could feel that he was a dangerous guy.Of course, it doesn't mean how powerful this old man is. In terms of strength, he is just an ordinary human bad old man, and at most he is a little stronger than ordinary old men.

The danger of this old man lies in his mental state. He is like an unpredictable psychopath. You cannot predict when he will suddenly go crazy, and then destroy himself while destroying others.

The big bear, Badal, seemed to have noticed William's concern, and he explained to William: "Old John was once the best hunter and cobbler in the town, as was his son Little John. But one day the sergeants from Zhentil Castle broke into stormed his home, killed John Jr., John Sr.'s wife and young grandson, and took away John Sr.'s beautiful daughter-in-law and daughter, and then he became a little crazy."

William sighed and said, "A poor man whose soul has been distorted by hatred!"

Several strong men set up two prisoners of the Black Sword Legion and tied them to wooden sticks. Old John and the other old men each took out some utensils, among which Old John's utensils were the most terrifying.

Sharp knives, small awls, small hooks, small scissors, small pliers, small clips, and thick needles and threads for sewing, but when these things were taken out, the two prisoners who had been tossed by William for a while were immediately frightened peed.

When a hateful cobbler wants to torture someone, you better hope you're not the one being tortured. Apparently the two Zhentil Keep soldiers weren't so lucky.

They were struggling desperately, howling, begging William or others to forgive or kill them immediately, and all this made Old John excited. The captive, as if observing two prey that is about to be divided, he is looking for the position of the first knife.

Even though Old John hadn't taken the knife yet, an unbearable sense of fear had already arisen in everyone's hearts.William's scalp was also a little numb. He stepped forward and grabbed Old John's trembling hand, which was holding the skinning knife.

In fact, the hand of every cobbler holding the skinning knife is always the most stable, but Old John can't control the boiling emotions and whimsy in his heart. When his hand is about to be held, Old John thinks If he didn't want to, he just swiped, he believed that even a tiger was enough to be driven back by this tendon-breaking knife.

Just in a trance, Old John found that his arm was firmly grasped by a giant hand like a giant pincer, and his tendon-breaking blow was eliminated invisible before it was drawn out.

When he looked back suddenly, a pair of blood eyes stared at the person who grabbed his arm. What kind of blood eyes were those? Even the craziest beast in the wilderness did not have such ferocious eyes. Even the most resolute warrior with these crazy eyes After looking at each other, it is inevitable to feel chills in the bottom of my heart and a chill in my back.

William was also surprised by the extremely dangerous eyes of this crazy old man, but he would not be afraid of the other party, not only was his strength strong enough, but also there was still a trace of something unique to him in Old John's heart.

William held Old John's arm and said: "There are too many children here, it is not suitable for you to show your skills, and the children will have nightmares. Go to the outpost over there, and they will be at your disposal."

Old John snorted coldly, and the others woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. They set up the wooden frame on which the captives were tied, and ran towards the outpost.When William passed them, his arms brushed lightly over the bodies of the two captives, seeming to drive the filth out of the air.

Of course, William was not doing useless work. Although he didn't mind using cruel methods to torture the prisoners, torturing them meaninglessly was not in line with William's moral values. Even if he harbored great hatred, such unnecessary torture was not advisable. Because it will further warp the Avenger's mind and turn him into a bloodthirsty maniac and beast.

With William's light flick, two forces were secretly driven into the prisoners' bodies. At first, these two forces would only be induced, but when the prisoners were in pain and fear to a certain extent, the forces could not be released. The power will explode and directly destroy their hearts.

The expecting tormentor and the howling captives went to the outpost, and William said to Badar who had not left: "Mr. Badar, the news has been told to you, and I believe the authenticity will be verified soon. The matter here It can be regarded as the end, and my family and I are afraid to leave."

"Leave? Where is Mr. William going?" Badar didn't react for a moment, but asked subconsciously.

William said with a smile on his face: "Shadow Valley! The silver-haired witch Helen invited me to be a guest. She said that we once faced the siege of the White Dragon Army at the Spine of the World. She has the ability to transform into a silver dragon. Fascinated."

(End of this chapter)