Working Prophet

Even if there is Marquis Cullen's head as a pledge, it is still not easy to deceive those cunning dwarves.

Ilkand had to write another personal letter, expressing his willingness to abandon the Figuerra family and turn to the dwarf king.

He handed this extremely flattering letter of loyalty to Jerome the Giant, the commander of the dwarf army in front of him.

After that, he also left half of the thirty-six cronies who followed him, and was allowed to take the remaining sixteen people to lure the reinforcements into the mountain.

However, they wandered around the Dragon's Back Mountains for three days, but still could not find any trace of that army.

Ilkand was anxious, worried that he would not be able to fulfill Marquis Cullen's instructions before his death.

At this moment, he thought of Morse, who was in charge of logistics. At that time, they entered the mountain only to recover the impulsive Hugo, and did not intend to sweep up the savage tribe in the mountain.

Therefore, he only carried a small amount of food and left most of the baggage outside the mountain under Morse's care.

If the support army also plans to enter the mountain, their logistics should also be handed over to Morse. In other words, Morse knows where the support army is now.

After thinking about this clearly, Ilkand decided not to continue wasting time in the mountains. He left the mountains and headed straight for the Rock Castle.

There were seventeen of them, traveling under starry night, and finally arrived at Solid Rock Castle after two horses were tired.

As soon as he appeared from a distance, he was spotted by the guard on guard. Later, Ilkand heard the sound of a horn.

Then the gate of the camp opened, and a group of rangers came out, about three times their number, and surrounded them.

Ilkander frowned and said, "Where is Sir Morse? I am Ilkander of the Emmanuel family. I followed the Marquis of Cullen into the Dragon's Back Mountain Range before. I have urgent military affairs and must immediately Meet him."

But the knight leading the team didn't go back to report immediately after hearing the news. Instead, he turned his head to discuss something with the people behind him, and they even glanced at Ilkander and his party from time to time.

Ilkander's temper is not very good, and coupled with the series of events that happened before, he went through all kinds of dangers and finally walked out of the mountain, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by his own people outside the camp.

His patience was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, just when he was about to get angry, the knight leading the team on the opposite side finally raised his head again and said to him.

"Sir Morse took people to a nearby village to collect grain this morning. But since we are one of our own, we can wait in the Solid Stone Castle first."

"Morse isn't here?" Ilkand's brows furrowed even more tightly, "Then do you know where the reinforcements are now?"

"I cannot disclose these military affairs to you without Lord Morse's permission."

"Military affairs? I also went out with the Marquis of Cullen, and I know Sir Morse. In fact, I was resting in the Rock Fort just over 20 days ago." Ilkander said.

"I'm sorry, but this is Lord Morse's order. Without his order, we can't tell anyone about the movement of the support army." The knight insisted.

"You all look tired. Come in first, take a rest and drink some hot soup."

Ilkander didn't have any good ideas. He glanced at the sixteen men behind him, and they all looked exhausted.

So he nodded, got off his horse, and soon someone came forward and took away his horse.

Ilkand said to the man, "Give it more fodder. It has been hungry for a long time."

Then his sixteen cronies also dismounted and followed the knight into the camp.

Ilkander asked as he walked, "Which village did Sir Morse go to collect grain? Can you take me there too?"

But as the last person walked into the camp, the camp door quickly closed behind them.

A sense of danger suddenly arose in Ilkand's heart.

But before he could issue a warning, the rangers around him had already drawn their swords from their waists.

The next moment, several screams rang out, and when Ilkand turned back, his sixteen cronies had all had their heads chopped off.

Sixteen headless corpses just stood in front of Ilkander, and then fell to the ground with a crash, making him look at them with dismay.

"Why?! Why do you do this?" Ilkand roared.

"We have received news that you and your men betrayed the Marquis and became the lackeys of those dwarves, which is why you were able to escape from the mountains."

The leading knight said slowly, "And this is the price of becoming a traitor."

"Has the news already spread?" Ilkander was stunned for a moment, but soon said with red eyes, "That's not the truth."

"Well, that's how every traitor defends himself." The knight clicked his ears.

He thought Ilkand would defend himself a few more words, but he didn't expect that the latter didn't say a word, but actually pulled out his sword and slashed at him.

The knight wanted to dodge, but the distance between the two was not far away, and Ilkander was violent again. He only had time to turn his body a little bit, but was finally cut on the arm by a sword.

As a result, one of his left arms was cut off, and the knight fell to the ground in pain, rolling and crying.

Immediately afterwards, Ilkander swung his sword again, trying to make persistent efforts to end the guy's life, but at this time other guards had already surrounded him.

Ilkander swung his sword tightly, but he faced too many opponents. In the end, he was hit by several swords in a row and was knocked to the ground again.

The knight with a broken arm endured the pain and said, "Leave him alive, Lord Morris still has something to ask him."

The guards did not chop off Irkander's head, but instead took him into the dungeon.

Then Ilkander spent the longest afternoon of his life, and Maurice sent a pair of dwarf brothers to interrogate him.

Those two dwarfs, who laughed like mice and squeaked, used almost all the torture methods in the Western Region on him.

Some of them were even thousands of years old, and by the time the torture was over, not a single piece of Ilkand's skin was still intact.

He was dumped in the cell like garbage, waiting for death alone.

Ilkand felt that his consciousness was a little blurry, because he actually saw a moon in the dark dungeon.

And it's also a bloody moon.

When the man saw Ilkand staring at the brooch on his chest, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you like this? Then I will give it to you."

After speaking, he took off his brooch, pinned it on Ilkander's chest, and then said to the latter.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Ilkander, I'm not a bad person, I'm here to rescue you."