Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 151 Prison Life
Life in the prison quickly becomes boring, and Carl focuses his attention on outwitting the prison guards.

At this time, Karl was eating a piece of roasted beef with both hands, and his mouth was full of oil. The smell of roast meat permeated the cell. The two prisoners in the cell opposite were gnashing their teeth with envy and jealousy. Things honor the past.

As a result, he was bumped into by the passing prison guards, and Karl sat in the cell, gloating and listening to the sound of the whip hitting the body, and the heart-piercing screams.

The two prison guards showed flattering smiles, "Master, do you think this is okay?"

"Get out!" Karl waved his hand and dismissed the two guards.

Carl, who lived in prison for a few days, soon discovered a strange phenomenon. Here, calm communication is useless, only big fists are the last word.

After several "friendly" exchanges, the prison guards discovered that Karl's fist was bigger than all the people combined. After the guards listed him as the worst person in the entire prison, his life changed a lot. Big improvement.

"Step! Step!"

Regular metal boots, the sound of footsteps on the ground came from a distance, a little loud in the quiet prison, a figure in a cloak and holding a torch slowly walked to the door of the cell.

The visitor stretched out his hands and pulled the hood down, revealing his hidden face.

"Herney Mareb?"

The person who came was the deputy of Sheriff Holland Kuhlman, the murderer who sent Carl and his party to prison.

"It seems that your life is not bad?" Herni Mareb inserted the torch into the wall of the cell, squatted down, and said with a smile.

Carl rolled his eyes and shook the handcuffs on his hands. "Is this also called not bad?"

"I was trapped to death by you. If it wasn't for you, we would still have a chance to escape."

"You guys don't have a chance?" Herni Mareb found a neat piece of ground and sat on the ground, looked around, and found two prisoners on the opposite side squatting at the door, looking at all this curiously, lowered his voice, and said to Carl: "There are two teams of adventurers outside the office, and none of them are inferior to you."

"What are you looking at?" Carl yelled at the opposite cell, startling Henimareb beside him.

Like frightened rabbits, the two prisoners crawled and hid in the shadow of the cell.

"After that incident, do any adventurers believe in Sheriff Holland Kullman?" Carl showed a look of surprise. He really didn't expect that there were still people who believed in the sheriff Holland Kullman, who had no promises. Man.

"You don't know much about adventurers." Hernimareb tore a piece of roast beef from Carl's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and squinted his eyes in enjoyment, "Authentic Alterac fatty beef!"

"Although Sheriff Holland Kuhlman's reputation is not very good, but his price is very high, high risk and high reward, even a businessman understands the truth, you don't understand it."

"Understood!" Karl nodded in agreement, "And adventurers are not just people."

"By the way, I almost forgot the business," Hernimareb snapped his fingers.

A short figure appeared in Karl's field of vision, and walked quietly to the door of the cell, revealing a familiar face, the dwarf thief Cowley.

From Cowley's mouth, Carl learned what happened.

After Cowley escaped, he found Leah who was repairing in the Holy Light Church. The two felt the home of the old mayor non-stop, but found that the sheriff Holland Coleman had already gone ahead, bringing John Gavin's Saber told the old mayor his fabricated "facts".

Gained the trust of the old mayor, after all, he has the Gavin family's saber in his hand.

"Where's John Jarvan's letter?" Karl couldn't help asking.

"Don't mention it. Although the letter was written by John Gavin, the handwriting is very different from before he died. The old mayor didn't believe it was written by John Gavin, but he almost arrested me. Fortunately, I escaped from the prison under the cover of Herney before they reacted."

"Hey, why are you helping us?"

In the light of the torch, Hernimareb's expression was full of anger, and he said without raising his head: "Because John Gavin is my good friend, that's why I tried my best to invite you to Castle Midas." .”

"I don't want Holland Kullman to use the name of his friend to do something against his conscience. Midas and his party were caused by me. After these things happened, I also have certain responsibilities."

"John Gavin is lucky..." Karl nodded and praised.

"Holan Coleman plans to send you to the gallows in half a month, but the old mayor is still hesitant, so find a way to get you out," Cowley anxiously held Carl's hand, Take out the lockpicking tool and try to open the friction-free handcuffs in Carl's hand.

"It's useless," Carl shook his head.

After a few days of research, Karl has understood the principle of the forbidden handcuffs. It is somewhat similar to the magic trap in Midas Castle. It consists of two parts, one is the forbidden magic circle, and the other is the handcuffs that lock his hands.

If you want to open the handcuffs, you must first solve the forbidden magic circle. At present, the solutions that Carl can think of to solve the magic circle are the disarming magic of the mage, or the destruction of the magic circle by the mage who is proficient in the forbidden magic circle.

"There are no mages of this strength in South Sea Town," Henymareb shook his head.

"What should I do?"

"Cauley, you go now and find the owner of that letter as quickly as possible," Karl tilted his head, thinking for a moment, his tone became very serious, "and mage Hillman Midas and Shan Miss Di, I'm afraid these people are the only ones who can save us."

"John Gavin is still alive?" Hernimareb stared at Carl closely, with a look of expectation, and asked excitedly.

"It's not considered alive, it can only be said that it's not dead yet," Carl shook his head, "You'll know when the time comes."

"That's right. I'll give this back to you," Cowley put Carl's magic bag back into his hand, then pulled up the hood, and the two of them, one after the other, carefully left the prison .

The two prisoners on the opposite side were a little excited. They lay down in the gap of the cell and shouted to Karl: "You guy with long ears, we know your secret, hurry up and throw the food in your hands, or we will let this matter go to hell!" Tell the prison guards."

The two grabbed Carl's half-eaten piece of Alterac roast beef, and ate it hungrily, "The food in the future must also honor us, or you will be spoiled for choice!"

Karl's eyebrows twitched. People who are familiar with him will definitely run fast here. This is a sign of Karl's outbreak. The red contract magic circle floats on the back of Karl's hand, and the teleportation channel of the elemental plane of fire appears in the opposite cell .

A huge fist appeared from the transmission channel, followed by two screams, and the prison regained its calm. Several prison guards who rushed over quickly carried the two corpses out, and brought in a few carpenters to try to clean the cell. Fixed it, only this time no one lived across from Carl again.

In other words, with Karl as the center, there is no one in the surrounding cells.

(End of this chapter)