Working Prophet.

Chapter 624 They Are All Yours

Kamzi, the head of the Trelles family, and Fabres, the head of the Popo family, stood on the left and right sides of the wooden boat, guarding the sleeping people in it together.

Hulse noticed that the body on the boat was covered with silk, and he stepped forward to take another look at his father.

However, when he lifted the silk cloth above, he was stunned, and then he heard Kamzi lower his voice.

"My lord, it's all because of our bad guards, the Marquis, his head was cut off by a traitor and handed over to those dwarves.

"After defeating those dwarves, we interrogated some captives and learned that the head of the adult has been sent to the dwarf kingdom, so we can only use wood carvings instead."

Hears clenched his fists, obviously he was trying his best to restrain the anger in his chest.

Seeing this, the female lord asked someone to press a prisoner over.

Unlike those dwarves, this was a half-orc captive, and Hels also recognized him. It was Morse who was in charge of the army's logistics with the Marquis of Cullen before.

Miss Rabbit actually admired this guy's acting skills. When the two met for the first time, Morse had been urging her to rush into the mountains to rescue Marquis Cullen.

The urgency and annoyance he showed were completely flawless, and the arrow on his arm was hit for real.

If it weren't for the guards who thought they were dead and wanted to escape later, it would be difficult for the female lord to suspect this loyal grain officer.

Even when they left the valley and returned to Hard Rock Castle, Morse was still crying in front of the body of Marquis Cullen, begging Miss Rabbit to take him with him when he led an expedition to the Dwarf Kingdom in the future, and avenge the Marquis together.

As a result, the female lord didn't talk nonsense, and the next moment she pulled out the dueling pistol at her waist, and directly pressed it on Morse's forehead.

Morse had personally seen the terrifying power of this holy artifact before, and under the deterrence of the title of Maiden Champion, he dared not even move.

Miss Rabbit exposed Morse's identity as a traitor on the spot, but Morse insisted that he was framed by those guards without knowing it.

The female lord was not in a hurry, and called Oli, the dwarf prince, to confront Morse. In addition, Miss Rabbit also found Morse's personal letter from Jerome's military tent.

With all the personal and material evidence, Morse finally stopped pleading.

In just a few days after he pleaded guilty, his beard and hair turned completely white, and he seemed to have aged hundreds of years overnight.

When he was pushed in front of Hulse, Hulse almost didn't recognize him at first sight.

The new head of the Figuerola family tried hard to suppress the killing intent in his heart, and looked at Morse Road.

"Why? Why did you betray my father and this land?"

Morse's expression deteriorated, and he managed to squeeze out a miserable smile.

"There is no reason. The dwarves promised to make my territory bigger and pay me a lot of money. I couldn't resist the temptation."

Hearing this, Hells almost drew out the sword from his waist.

"You know how much my father trusts you, let you take charge of the food and grass of the army, and tell yourself, has my family ever done anything wrong to your family for so many years..."

"Master Hells, what's the point of talking about this now?" Morse interrupted Hells, bowing his head.

"If you want to avenge your father and other dead people, you can kill me now."

"No, you can't die yet, you haven't told me where your accomplice, Ilkander, who killed my father is.

"I heard people say that the last time he showed up in the western region was to go to the Fortress you were stationed at. What are you two planning?"

Morse shook his head, "I didn't know at the time that he also took refuge in those dwarves, had people kill his subordinates, and put him in a dungeon, but he disappeared after that."

"Disappeared?"

"Yes, he just disappeared out of thin air."

"Do you think I look like a fool?" Hulse's eyes flashed a murderous intent.

"I can swear that everything I said before is true. I have no friendship with Ilkander. I have already fallen into this situation, and there is no reason to cover him up."

Morse pleaded, "I have only one request at this point, and I hope you will order me to be executed immediately, so that I can atone for the great mistake I committed."

"How can there be such a good thing." Hals said coldly.

"I don't believe that you go to those dwarves just for land and money. If you don't torture everything you know, you won't die so easily."

After Hells finished speaking, he asked the iron mask on the side to detain Morse.

Seeing that the sheriff was about to leave, Miss Rabbit quickly stopped him, "Wait, there's another one."

While talking, she asked Thomas to bring the dwarf prince over, pointing at Ollie and saying, "He seems to be the younger brother of the dwarf king Herley. I caught him after defeating the dwarf army."

Hulse glanced at Ollie.

Unlike Morse, who was heartbroken, although the dwarf prince looked a little haggard, he did not give up on himself.

And Miss Rabbit didn't intentionally abuse him, because of his status, he could get one more meal a day compared to other prisoners.

Seeing Hells looking at him, Ollie looked back generously, without fear.

However, his face froze when he heard what the female lord said next.

"If you feel uncomfortable and want to find someone to kill, you can kill him." Miss Rabbit suggested.

However, Hels shook his head, "The commander of that dwarf army has already been killed by someone led by you, and I have no interest in the rest of them. Of course, I will never forget this revenge.

"In the future, I will definitely lead my troops to the other side of the Dragon's Back Mountain Range, and personally teach those dwarves a lesson they will never forget."

Helston paused, then continued, "According to the tradition of the empire, these captives are now yours, and you can do whatever you want with them."

"Huh?" The female lord was startled, "Wait, did you just say that you don't want this dwarf prince, or do you want all dwarf captives?"

"All." Hells said, "The dungeon in Yanxue City can't hold so many people."

"I can't find so many cells to lock them up." Miss Rabbit couldn't help but also had a hard time.

"Besides, there are more than 1 mouths. If they are locked up, the food alone will cost a lot of money every day."

"Then you can kill them all too."

"In this case...wouldn't it be a bit too cruel." The female lord scratched her head, "Forget it, I'll ask Prophet Merlin when he comes back."

Miss Rabbit then followed Hells into town for a celebratory luncheon.

At the luncheon, Hells once again praised the heroine's bravery and military skills, but he never mentioned the reward that Miss Rabbit cared about most, not as straightforward as paying the money after the dragon slaying battle.

The female lord felt anxious.

Although she had won a big battle this time, she was also bleeding heavily. Before entering the mountain, she made a bold statement that every dwarf she killed would get two golden lions from her.

At that time, the female lord thought that there should be at most [-] enemies in the mountain, but she didn't know that there were so many dwarves coming this time.

How glorious the victory is now, and how miserable the loss is.

The reason why Miss Rabbit rushed back to Rock Snow City in such a hurry was because she was sending back the body of Marquis Cullen and the captives on hand, and secondly, she was also anxious to restore blood, and wanted to get some wool from the rich and powerful Figuerola family.

The female lord thought that although she failed to save the Marquis of Cullen, her contribution this time should not be small.

She not only rescued 3000 people trapped in the Valley of Gravel, but also thwarted the plot of those dwarves to invade the western region and successfully defended the land.

No matter what, it must be worth... seventy or eighty thousand.

However, when the female lord cast her urgent eyes on the new head of the Figuerola family, the latter just raised his glass and advised everyone to have another drink.

(End of this chapter)