Working Prophet.

Chapter 614 The price of a traitor

Even with the head of Marquis Cullen as a testimonial, it is still not easy to deceive those cunning dwarves.

Ilkander had no choice but to write another personal letter, expressing his willingness to abandon the Figueirola family and turn to the Dwarf King for allegiance.

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

Afterwards, he left half of the 36 cronies who followed him, and was allowed to take the remaining 16 people to lure the reinforcements into the mountain.

However, they wandered around the Longji Mountains for three days, but they still couldn't find the trace of the army.

Ilkander was anxious, worried that he would not be able to fulfill the entrustment of the Marquis Cullen 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 plan to sweep up the savage tribe in the mountain.

Therefore, only a small amount of food was carried, and most of the supplies were left outside the mountain, under the care of Morse.

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 point, Ilkander decided not to spend any more time in the mountains, and left the mountains directly, heading straight for the Rock Fortress.

A group of 17 of them traveled all day and night, and after exhausting their two horses, they finally arrived at Fortress of the Rock.

As soon as he showed up, he was discovered by the guards in charge of guarding him from a distance, and Ilkander heard the sound of the horn after that.

Then the gate of the camp opened, and a group of rangers came out of it, 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 see 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 explode, the knight leading the team on the opposite side finally raised his head and said to him.

"Master Morse took people to a nearby village to collect grain early this morning, but since he is one of his own people, he can wait in the Fortress of the Rock."

"Morse isn't there?" Ilkander frowned even tighter, "Then do you know where the reinforcements are now?"

"Without the permission of Lord Morse, I cannot disclose these military affairs to you."

"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 exhausted, come in and have a rest first, and drink some hot soup."

Ilkander had no other way, and looked at the sixteen subordinates behind him, all of them looked exhausted.

So he nodded and dismounted from his horse, and soon someone stepped forward and took his horse away.

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

Then his sixteen cronies dismounted one after another, 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 gate quickly closed behind them.

A sense of danger suddenly rose in Ilkander's heart.

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

The next moment, there were several screams, and by the time Ilkander turned back, the heads of his sixteen confidantes had already been chopped off.

Sixteen headless corpses just stood in front of Ilkander, and then fell to the ground with a crash, which made him tear up.

"Why?! Why are you doing this?" Ilkander growled.

"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 being a traitor."

"There is already news out?" Ilkander was taken aback for a moment, but soon said with red eyes, "That's not the truth."

"Well, every traitor justifies himself in this way." The knight clasped his ears.

He thought that Ilkander would make some more excuses, but he didn't expect that the latter would draw out his sword and slash at him without saying a word.

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 the long sword airtightly, but he faced too many opponents. In the end, he was hit by several swords in a row, and was thrown to the ground again.

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

The guards didn't cut off Ilkander's head, but instead took him into the dungeon.

Then Ilkander had one of the longest afternoons of his life, and Morris sent a pair of dwarf brothers to interrogate him.

Those two gnomes who laughed like rats and squeaked almost used all the tortures in the west on him.

Some were even thousands of years old, and by the time the torture was over, there was not a single piece of intact skin on Ilkander's body.

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

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

And it was a bloody moon.

Seeing Ilkander staring at the brooch on his chest, the man couldn't help but smile slightly, "Do you like this, then I'll 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."

(End of this chapter)