Alien world

Chapter 110 Chapter 109. Comfortable Dungeon Life
The environment of the dungeon is much better than expected.

During dinner, the deputy warden, whose attitude changed, heard that Annan was not sleeping well, so he got some dry and tasteless haystacks, and lay on them after being tortured by damp and cold, as if bathing in the afternoon sun. comfortable.

Every meal is no longer satisfied with bread and meat, there is also a vegetable salad, a bowl of mushroom soup and a small glass of wine.

There is also an unimaginable speed of making money. Annan will sell fifteen spinning machines for 500 gold coins, and Aunt Susan's family will earn 400 years, but it is only worth one roast chicken here.

At dinner, after Annan asked Hei Tierez if he wanted more, the unscrupulous businessman resisted the urge to spend money and hid on the edge, but he could no longer swallow the original "food".

In the dark and damp dungeon, Annan sat on his haystack throne, first giving half of the food to Katarina.

That glass of wine was given a cold shoulder because neither Annan nor Katarina drank.

Picking up the wine glass, Annan looked at the outline of the corner of the dungeon, and a gentle voice of inquiry echoed in the dungeon: "Hei Tierez, do you want it?"

"I... can't."

A timid reply floated out of the gloom.

That roast chicken made him sober up a lot—both his hunger and his wallet.

"Really? This glass of red wine from Grogda only needs..." Annan didn't exploit Black Tierez too much, but just gave the same price as the whole piece of bread: "100 gold coins."

"Did you not lie to me?"

Hei Tieres, who realized how stupid the words were after asking, hurriedly said, "I want it!"

He only bought a glass of red wine for the price of a wine cellar, and Black Tieres would like to thank the King of the North for the reward.

"Stirkin, don't bully him while eating." Annan hoped that the transaction would continue steadily.

Stillkin shrugged his shoulders and went back to his food.

Heitie Reis held the wine glass, and suppressed his desire to take a sip, intoxicated by the slightly astringent sweetness.

"Where is Grogda?" Katarina asked Annan.

"I made it up." Annan said in a low voice.

But the orc rushed towards Annan excitedly at this moment, and stopped only after Katarina stared at him fiercely, with a kind of expectation on his ferocious face: "Have you been to Grogeda!?"

"Well... when I was young." Annan blinked.

"Is the orc tribe still there!"

"...It seems to be still there."

A lie needs more lies to cover it up.

The howler showed obvious relief, and whispered something in the orc language, but Annan couldn't hear him clearly.

After Katarina prayed as usual, Annan retreated into the haystack and ended up in the dungeon. It was a bit boring, but the second day was no longer difficult.

Annan didn't rest the day before so that he could sleep a little longer. In the early morning or in the morning, Annan woke up with sleepy eyes.

The suppressed whispers in the dungeon became clear as Annan woke up.Not long after, the food delivery figure appeared outside the dungeon.It was no longer the deputy warden, but replaced by Olmedo's chief guard.

And the food is more abundant than yesterday, filling a whole dining car.

Annan and Katarina alone can't finish it.

"So I should be able to go out soon?" Annan asked him.

"The city lord is collecting evidence for you, and it won't be long before you go out." The respect of the captain of the guard also explained something. "Is there anything else you need?"

Annan thought about it, and spent the past two days chatting with ogres to pass the time: "I need some books, and I also bring an extra dessert with the food delivered every time."

Pushing the dining car back to the Haystack Throne, Annan took out food one after another, and the aroma made Black Tierez hide far away.

There is even an apple pie among these foods.

Annan waved to the ogre who had just thrown the wooden bowl and mushroom soup into his mouth, and handed it the apple pie: "This is apple pie."

"I have no money," said the ogre.

"I invite you to eat."

The ogre with a rough appearance carefully picked up the small and insignificant apple pie, delicately cut the surface of the apple pie with its yellowed teeth, stretched out its wide tongue and rolled it into its mouth, tasting it carefully...

Annan is using desserts to strengthen his relationship with the ogre.

Of the ogre races, only the two-headed ogre has the talent for casting spells.Although the ogre in front of him was ordinary, its race and size made it capable of dealing with two to three fasts.

But strength does not mean absolute strength.

For example, Michael's team only needs one greasy spell, coupled with the continuous weakening of bloodletting, can easily deal with the ogre, but two or three fasts can easily deal with their team.

A psyker disguised as a commoner can easily kill any legendary spellcaster after approaching the caster.

And the ogre is very smart, so smart that he doesn't want to provoke Katarina, who is weaker than it on the surface.

"Your Excellency, the King of the North, may I have a piece of food?" Heitie Reis leaned over and asked.

"150 gold coins for mushroom soup, 500 gold coins for roast chicken, and 100 gold coins for red wine." Annan asked his dear customer gently: "What do you need?"

Black Tie Reis begged Annan, he had no money...

"He's lying, a gold shipment is worth hundreds of gold coins, and the refugees he captured," Stillkin said.

"I am going to kill you--"

Heitie Reis rushed to Stillkin, who was surprised. A few minutes later, Hei Tireis, who was about to be killed, howled in pain and begged for mercy: "Please don't kill me...I will give you money."

"Who cares about your stinky money--sorry, I didn't say what you mean." Stillkin apologized to Annan who was accidentally injured.

In the end, Black Tieres bought a piece of white bread for 100 gold coins.

At least Black Tieres is not a miser who regards money as his life.Rather than accumulating wealth like a dragon, he would rather trade money for a comfortable life.

Annan also needed gold coins to accumulate for future expenses.

This is a fair trade where everyone gets what they want.

For the following afternoon tea and dinner, the ogre was given a piece of hazelnut cake and cherry pie.

And the money that can be extracted from Black Tieres is getting less and less.

Whenever Annan wanted to stop, Stillkin would recount the crimes of Black Tierez: capturing refugees and selling them as slaves, and hunting and killing escaped refugees for fun—

...Although they are biased by the moral standards of the orderly world, and death is common in this world, but excluding survival, depriving others of their lives just for pleasure is an act that any kind and neutral camp despises—

The price for Black Tie Reis was that during the three days Annan was in the dungeon, he lost about 2700 gold coins forever.

……

On a new day, Annan woke up from the soft bed and opened the curtains.

Clean your teeth with a bristle toothbrush next to the incense on the bedside table, sip your warm coffee and read a book in front of the bright magic lamp.

Not long after, the captain of the guard appeared pushing the dining car, and at the same time brought a message:
"The city lord is ready, and the council hall will have a public trial for you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)