You call this a shield?

After all, fighting between soldiers of the kingdom and the soldiers of the rebel army was just like that, and it was up to the professionals to decide the final victory.

And the rebels don't cause riots every day. Most of the time, they still operate secretly. For a long time, everyone has been playing the game of cat and mouse.

What kind of bloody soldiers are expected to come out of this environment?

Hopeless.

In essence, these people are more like bullying hooligans, more than vicious, but not bloody.

Therefore, Shield was not so much escorted as he was "escorted" along the way.

It looked like that, all the soldiers were firmly guarding his body, but kept a certain distance, providing a private space.

After passing through the tunnel, stepping into the escalator whose gears may be jammed, and entering the middle floor of the second district, when the warden of the second district came to take over, the warden who came to take over couldn't believe his eyes. What's up.

"What are you doing? Is this the way to guard these hybrid beasts?!"

Warden, is it a woman?

Sheld raised her eyes slightly. She was wearing a very elegant white heavy armor, her head was wrapped in a full-face helmet, and the towering spikes and tail feathers made her head look like a unicorn as a whole.

Surely it can't be the armor stain, that would be stupid, some kind of white metallic material?Shield wanted to use the investigation, but realized that he was currently under the effects of the Energy Devouring Potion and could not use his skills.

"Lord Otilia, he...he is very dangerous...the guard officer Nokrant died at the hands of him...he is still a professional..."

One of the soldiers replied stutteringly.

"Nokrant?"

The woman named Otilia raised her head slightly, as if she was recalling something, and finally found the name in a corner of her memory: "Oh, the stable manager of the third district."

Corral manager—another name for the lower-level guards, or a scornful name, it is basically a different kind of exile, not in the middle, not in the upper level, which means that the king and the high-level cannot see your credit at all.

The lower level of the third district is stable?Um?What's the deal with that guard?Isn't that the credit of the military region?

"Have you been bitten to death by a wild beast? However, it's not an accident. It's a good thing to die."

"Uh……?"

The soldiers escorting Shield were a little taken aback.

Is it good to be dead?

Looking at the eyes of the soldiers, Otilia chuckled: "Being killed by this kind of thing means that he is not suitable for that position. This is a deception to His Majesty."

How could this woman be called a beast and a thing? Sheard was a little speechless. This guy was almost engraved on his face with the traits of being a villain and being annoying.

"You guys, take him and put him in Prison No. [-]. It just so happens that the guys above want to see some new faces. After the interrogation is over in two days, let him go up."

Saying that, Otilia turned her head to look at Sheld, although the other's face was covered by a mask, but Sheld could feel that this woman was looking at her for the first time.

"Although it doesn't matter who kills Nokrante, it doesn't matter whether he dies or not, but according to the law, the murderer will be punished with whipping to death. Now you should be thankful that you have some skills. It can really make you live a little longer. I hope you can let Those guys up there have fun."

Have fun?What do you mean?

Sheld looked confused. It sounded like he was going to be sent to the upper echelon. Could it be that he was going to show off his talents?

And just after a group of soldiers lowered their heads and planned to take Sheard to the so-called No. [-] prison, suddenly, Otilia called again: "Wait a minute."

The soldiers stopped.

"Master Otilia, what other orders do you have?"

Ottilia walked over slowly, pinching Sheard's chin with her gauntleted hand: "Professional... But it doesn't look like those beasts, the eyes are too gentle, there is no such heart-warming look." Itchy hate."

"Well... But, take a closer look, it looks pretty good, I've changed my mind."

"Let those guys in prison put him in prison number two."

"Yes!"

"???"

Sheld looked at Otilia who left with a "bang bang bang bang" in a daze, and finally couldn't help asking the soldiers next to him: "What does she mean? First, the prison No. No. Prison, is there a difference?"

There must be, otherwise I wouldn't mention it specifically.

The soldiers were silent and just pushed Shield forward.

Seeing that these people didn't respond, Shield didn't ask any further questions. He looked around at the surrounding environment. With his head held high, Grandma Liu really didn't look like a prisoner when she entered the Grand View Garden.

The middle level of the second district is basically a giant military camp, but Shelder had no chance to get a glimpse of the whole picture. They walked close to the edge. The buildings are still made of metal materials, but compared with the houses on the lower level that are made up of garbage, they are more regulated and more organized. Stronger and more beautiful.

But from Sheld's point of view, it looks more and more like the shacks on the construction site in his previous life,

The sound of soldiers practicing could be heard in the distance, and occasionally passing by a group of patrolling soldiers, they would all look at Sheld with scrutiny and curiosity.

The so-called middle class doesn't seem to be that good either.

But maybe it's because of the second district?

After a long distance away from where she was, Otilia had long since disappeared, and there were fewer patrolling soldiers. One of the soldiers escorting Sheard suddenly whispered: "The prisoners in Prison No. [-] will be sent to fight Fighting with His Majesty's new creations, this is the pastime of the upper class recently."

"The prisoners in Prison No. [-]...will be played to death by her..."

"Uh?"

Sheld thought, this reflection arc is long enough.

"The second one is not bad, it's cheaper for you."

Before Shield could ask any more details, the soldier on the other side took over and said, "At least you can relax a little bit the first two times."

"Hey, be quiet!"

"No one else here should be able to hear it..."

That's what he said, but after being warned by his companions, the soldier remained silent and didn't say any more.

The arena and play some flowers, enjoy the special play of the female warden?Sheld was not sure if the latter item was correct. Hearing the soldier's strange tone, he was three-point envious and seven-point fearful. No matter how he thought about it, there was something wrong.

"I also said to look at the situation. Now it seems that I have to escape in time."

Sheld thought in his heart that if he was a pile driver, he could try the latter, but he was afraid that those girls would play too perverted.

"Master Otilia said that you don't look like a wild beast, so if you are not a rebel, why did you suddenly kill so many people?"

As he got closer and closer to the prison, a soldier asked suddenly.

"Beast, do you mean the rebel army?"

Sheld thought for a while, in line with the woman's logic, the lower level is the corral, and the guard is the corral manager, so the animals that dare to resist in the corral are wild.

"There seems to be no special reason for killing people, right?"

This is a random excuse. After all, Shelder has seen many random and indiscriminate killings in his previous life. Do you think those people have any grudges against the murderer?

This sentence directly silenced the soldier.

It just opened a little distance for Sheld, and involuntarily clenched the halberd in his hand.

After entering the prison, the soldiers who escorted him left quickly as if sending away the plague god, while the prison guard in a dark blue cloak searched him, and then, Sheld was taken to the innermost place to count down Second single room.

"Here it is, go in!"

After untying the rope tied around Sheard's wrist, the prison guard pointed the weapon in his hand at Sheard, forcing him to go into the prison cage by himself. The weapon used by the prison guard was like a steel fork, and the gap in the middle was just enough to get stuck Sheard's waist, pushing him in.

Until Sheld went in, the prison guard quickly put on the lock: "Stay honestly, and someone will deliver the meal when it's time to eat."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away.

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Being in prison is a new experience. He used to stand outside the prison and get others out, but now he finally came in by himself.

Shield looked around.

The prison was on the middle floor of the second district, which surprised Shelder. He thought this kind of place would be placed on the lower floor.The environment in the middle floor is indeed much better than the lower floor, with a more suitable temperature. The metal cage and the same floor as the outside make the prison look tidy and clean as a whole.

The straight toilet looks a bit like a toilet. At least it doesn’t look very dirty. There are even beds and sheets in this place. Although there are no mattresses and the like, you have to lie directly on the hard iron board, but this is comparable to the twilight in the wild west. The prison in that corner of Zhongzhen is much better, it can be called a luxurious small standard room.

Well, if you put aside the fact that there are quite a few completely dried bloodstains on the wall...

Which "senior" is this from before, the blood is so high...

Sheld went to take out the lock with his hand again, and took a closer look at it in his hand. It looked very ordinary, and he reckoned that the hunk man could use violence to open it for him.

But for Shield, it doesn't need to be so troublesome.

He just needs to swallow the antidote of the Energy Devouring Potion, and then wait for someone to come in, such as the moment the warden opens the door, and then rush out.

Secretly escape?Isn't this a sneak escape?

Wouldn't it be good to just kill the current witnesses and change their appearance?Does this place still detect fingerprints, pick up hair and compare DNA?

The premise must be that this country has a complete database of residents, and he is still a person of this country, right?

This is a medieval world.

Even if some things are clicked on the strange technology tree, it is still an era driven by swords and magic.

With a "complete" plan in place, Sheld opened the storage compartment, took out the antidote of the energy-draining potion, uncorked the bottle and poured it into his mouth, feeling a slight heat in his body, and a sense of fullness began to return to his body, he Then I started to focus on other places.

The prison he is in is No. [-] prison, so the next door should be No. [-], right?The opposite is number three?

Sheld thought so, and shouted to the opposite side: "Hey, is there anyone on the other side?"

No one answered, and number three appeared to be empty.

Then, Sheld stretched out his hand and patted the wall separating the two cells: "Hey, is there anyone next door?"

"Yes, brother, but we have to say goodbye in a few days, so let's not get too close together, lest I will feel a little sad in a few days."

Shield: "..."

The voice from next door sounded like a woman, but it felt a bit like a child.

"It should be a woman... It's a little bit of a child in prison..."

It seems that it is not something that will not happen here.

"My name is Sheard."

"Just report your name when you come up? My name is Catherine... Ah, didn't I tell you not to get too involved?! Listen to people!"

Shelder was just passing the time, by the way, to see if he could ask some "surprise surprises", and naturally he would not follow what the other party said: "Don't worry, although we won't see each other in a few days, I must be the one who is sad, not you .”

Because if it is fast, he will go out tonight.

"What do you mean?"

"I want to ask you what do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard the rumors about the prison?" The voice next door was obviously much closer: "Prison No. [-] is a place for the queen of the prison to have fun, although that smelly bitch (another word, anti-harmony) is nothing Queen, but I have to admit that this is indeed her happy place."

Speaking of this, Catherine's voice suddenly became tired and unlovable: "I hope you can hold on for a shorter time this time, and get killed earlier, so I don't have to listen to some messy voices next door."

"Hey, but the prisoners who can be stuffed into the No. [-] prison are pretty handsome. I saw the face when the corpse was dragged out before. You should be pretty handsome too, right?"

Shield: "..."

Good guy, it looks like it really is the No. [-] gun room.So were the prisoners in Prison No. [-] drained or something, or SM?Or Karma waist?

"Ahem... handsome, maybe, so-so."

Sheld cleared his throat, and cleared the waste in his mind by the way: "Tell me about yourself. You are in Prison No. [-]. I heard that you will be sent to the upper level? What happened to you?"

"It was a duel with a monster made by that old man Oma, but I have already been there, and then I was sent back."

"Ok?"

"Those things are not my opponents. They just look scary, but they are just like that." Catherine's voice revealed a little complacency: "After a long time, those upper-level people will get tired of watching them. If they say they want to change people, I will Locked in again."

Sheld suddenly remembered that when he was outside just now, what Ottilia said, "the guys up there just want to see some new faces recently", co-authored it because I got tired of watching the guy next door.

It sounds like the woman next door is also a professional?To be able to defeat monsters, and be victorious, should be very powerful.

However, if sent to the upper floors to duel, will there be an antidote?

"As for what you did, steal something."

"Stealing something? You need to be sent to the next floor for a duel if you steal something."

"Of course it's the legendary Stone of Elements. I found a lot of documents and came here at the risk of my life." Catherine sighed at this point: "But, brother, I can't protect myself."