Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

The boy's surprise lasted only a moment. After hearing Cecil's words, he seemed to understand something, and seemed to have completely let go of something. He lowered his eyes and curled up in the corner again.

Only his tightly pursed lips hinted at his inner struggle and unrest.

Cecil looked at everything lifeless in silence.

He could understand their despair and numbness, and could also feel their pain.

But he didn't like this feeling.

He is indeed not a person who can save others. No, his purpose was not to save but to use.

But if these people had no will to survive, Cecil would not continue to waste time here.

He glanced indifferently at the person who had lost all sense of vitality in the cage.

Turned around and prepared to leave.

Just as he took a step, a weak voice came from behind him, still the voice of that young man.

As a last hope, even though there might be a trap in front of him, he still stepped on it.

"…Who are you? Why are you asking those questions?"

Cecil curled the corners of his lips.

He turned around and his blue eyes fell on the boy.

"It's just an equal exchange. I'll give you a chance to live, but you have to be at my service."

Cecil always liked to put a price on things.

Hearing him say this, the boy actually breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the movements of the humans around them who looked like corpses became louder.

"What do you want us to do?"

"No, you can't do anything for me now," Cecil's eyes fell on the boy's thin body and malnourished face, "but later...you can."

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "But how are you going to save us? Since the people from the royal family want to execute us, there is no way we can escape."

Cecil: "I will only provide you with some opportunities. I am not wanted by everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of some people who had been listening silently and without moving at all flickered.

"what chance?"

"A chance to escape from here."

Cecil turned his wrist, and under the black magic, more than a dozen daggers fell directly into the cage with a clang.

One of the knives fell in front of the young man. He took a deep breath and reached out to grab the handle of the knife.

Cecil: "There are only two guards outside the door, but there are many guards patrolling in this winery, probably... more than ten?"

"I can open the door here, but whether or not to escape, and how to escape, is up to you."

He was not prepared to rescue them unconditionally. He was not Lord Dragon. He knew the bad nature of human beings when he was very young.

That annoying dragon was right, humans are always easily dominated by various desires.

They will not cherish or be too grateful for things that are obtained too easily.

He doesn't need cowards either.

Cecil moved his hand, and the chain tied to the iron fence broke in the middle with a "ding" sound, and fell to the ground with a crash.

This man is a dangerous magician.

The young man concealed his fear of the man in front of him. He realized that the man wanted them to escape on their own, and the process of escape would definitely alert the people outside. They had already lost their normal physical strength due to hunger and beatings.

Then this escape route is very likely to be their grave.

No, perhaps not many people escaped, they have silently accepted their fate.

What’s the point of living for someone abandoned by his family?

There were only a few people who picked up the daggers just now. There were more than a dozen daggers, and half of them were left on the ground.

His mind was wavering. The man in front of him was so dangerous and his words could not be trusted, but Noah still wanted to survive.

live.

Only by surviving can you take revenge, only by surviving can you go home.

We're all going to die anyway, so why not give it a try?

Noah's look changed.

No longer lifeless, but full of hatred and hope.

Cecil liked this look.

"Then...see you later." He said this and disappeared on the spot just like when he came.

Noah held the dagger tightly, and because of nervousness, he bit his lips hard with his teeth.

He looked around and saw that only five or six people picked up daggers, but there were eight or nine people who did not.

When Noah was brought here, there were nearly thirty people in the prison. Two years later, only half of them were left.

Every once in a while, someone disappears from here. The fear of death hangs over everyone's head, but they are unable to escape and are forced to accept reality after suffering great torture.

He pursed his lips and looked at the child behind him who was no more than a dozen years old.

I heard that this child has been locked up here since he was a few years old. Having never been exposed to the outside world, he seems a little naive and actually thinks that this cage of stolen goods is the whole world.

But it was this child who secretly gave him a bite of food when he was beaten almost to death.

He managed to survive by eating a few bites of food, but found that he would have been dead at that moment.

"Brother," Little Carl pulled his hand, "Brother, are you leaving here?"

Noah looked at him and whispered, "Do you want to come with me?"

"Although..." Noah smiled bitterly, "Although we may not be able to leave this manor."

"If I follow my brother, I think."

I don’t know why, but little Carl has been attached to him since the first time he saw him.

"Okay..." Noah touched his head. He was very thin and looked like a kitten. "Instead of dying here, it's better to see the outside world before dying. This way it's a win, don't you think?"

Little Carl knew that there was a bigger and cleaner world outside, but he couldn't understand it because he had never seen the outside world.

But what my brother said must make sense.

In fact, he didn't really understand what "death" meant, but as long as he was with his brother, he didn't think death was a big deal.

Noah picked up a dagger from the ground and stuffed it into little Carl’s arms: “Take it.”

"Yeah." Little Carl nodded and imitated his brother, holding the dagger tightly.

"Noah, do you really want to escape?" A sarcastic voice sounded, "Even if the mysterious man opened the cage, how could you escape with your bodies?"

“It’s better to live a few more days than to die now.”

Noah knew him. He was an extremely sinister villain. He always liked to steal food from the weak, and even flattered the guards in order to survive.

He is the longest-lived person here.

*****

Noah ignored Mike who was yelling at them not to die so early.

Instead, he turned to look at the people holding daggers. He was familiar with most of the people here, but since it was a matter of life and death, anything could happen.

One of them had a slightly better relationship with him, his name was Rig.

Rig looked at the sarcastic Mike with disgust, then turned to him and said, "How soon will we act?"

Noah glanced at the wide-open cell door and said, "We don't have much time left. If those guards come in, we won't be able to escape."

"It happens to be night now, so running out will help me hide. But this is a life-or-death situation after all, and I'd rather die outside than here."

Every day he stayed here, he felt like a beast at the mercy of others.

Live without dignity.

He obviously didn't do anything wrong, so why did the gods want his life when those who really deserved to die didn't die?

He was not reconciled.

Rig nodded: "I thought so too."

They were just waiting to die, but they didn't expect that someone would be willing to give them a chance.

If they all found it unbelievable, the guards outside would be even more unbelievable.

Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope.

Noah glanced at Rigg nervously and clenched the dagger in his hand. Little Carl, who was silently standing behind him, looked left and right, and clenched his hand as well, but his expression was still somewhat confused.

Noah took a deep breath and spoke to the people who were holding daggers but had not spoken a word: "What about you? Are you going to go with us or by yourself?"

"Together."

One of them said this in a hoarse voice.

As soon as he spoke, the rest of the people echoed him.

Seeing that there were no objections, Noah stood up.

He was weak and took a breath before taking the first step. Then, facing everyone's gaze, he backed out of the cell door.

It was like opening a corridor to hope. Even though Noah knew that this was a life-threatening journey, he was still grateful.

"Walk."

He whispered, with little Carl following closely behind him.

Seeing the group of people walking out quietly, the people who stayed behind looked around, feeling a little confused.

Although they had lost all their dignity and the instinct to live after being locked up here, when they saw the person in front of them really running towards the light, the rest of them couldn't help but want to follow.

"Ha, I'm going to die anyway," a panting man picked up a dagger from the ground with difficulty and stood up unsteadily, "I might as well die outside."

He hadn't seen the moon outside for a long time.

"yes……"

"Dying outside may be the last mercy God can give to sinners like us."

"We're all going to die anyway, so what difference does it make if we die early or late?"

"……I am coming too."

"..."

But in a short while, the dagger on the ground was divided up.

The remaining people staggered to their feet, like a group of adventurers carrying huge rocks on their backs, and their eyes gradually lit up.

There are still some people who are not moving. Most of them are as timid as mice, and some are so poorly healthy that they can't even walk.

Mike was the only one left alive.

He is the person who has lived the longest here and enjoys privileges that are far beyond the reach of anyone else.

He was also the angriest person. Even if these people wanted to die, if all of them died and he was the only one left...

If the mysterious man is telling the truth, then he will definitely not survive, and the king will order them to be executed.

But if the mysterious man was lying and the dragon was not dead yet, then with so few people, he would definitely be sacrificed.

Anger, jealousy, and the feeling of being left behind all accumulated.

Seeing that Noah was about to lead his men out, Mike grabbed the railing and shouted loudly -

"Someone come! They are trying to escape!"

"They're all running away!"

"Come quickly and catch them all!!!"

"Come here! Come!"

His voice was so loud that Noah immediately felt something was wrong.

Rigg cursed inwardly and rushed over quickly, but there was someone who was faster than him.

He was the one who immediately responded to Noah's words and said he wanted to go together.

He rushed to Mike and slashed his throat with the dagger in his hand without hesitation.

Mike's eyes widened, he covered his neck with his hands, made two "crackling" sounds from his mouth, then fell to the ground with a bang, without a sound.

The method was decisive, because after the murder, the man's face still had some blood on it.

Everyone around Noah looked at him in fear, looking a little panicked.

Rigg also stopped and looked back at Noah.

Noah calmed down: "He wants to kill all of us, he deserves to die."

Rigg was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, he wanted to kill all of us. He should have died long ago."

Noah's eyes fell on the man who killed Mike: "Let's go."

In the darkness of night, a struggle of unequal strength is unfolding.

As for the Royal City, things are more interesting.

Elvis is a man of his words. Although his rebellious daughter did not die, he had to vent his anger when these despicable ants collectively besieged her.

But it would be troublesome if these high-ranking people died. After all, the common people were innocent. If they died directly, the world would be in chaos, and that would be his fault.

He hates ants, but ants also have their own value and meaning in their existence.

Then... he rushed straight to the palace and shaved all the king's hair.

Of course, the queen was no exception.

In order to vent his anger, he tied the king and queen, who were crying and almost kneeling to him, to the pillars outside the palace, and whipped them dozens of times. Seeing that the two bald men had fainted, he stopped with satisfaction.

Then he went straight to the palace and looted it, taking away all the diamonds, gold, mithril and gems.

Then he went to the Temple of Light, shaved the head of the Pope, who was so old that he almost looked unrecognizable, and tied him to the pillar in front of the statue in the Temple of Light. Seeing that the Pope was too old, he only whipped him lightly a few times, and then looted the temple as usual.

During this time, he also met a short-haired light-gold ant, who was knocked over by him with a wave of his hand. The ant hit the wall and fainted.

Then, he went to the Mage Tower without stopping.

First he shaved the head of that legendary wizard and tied him to a pillar, then he looted the resources of the wizard tower and destroyed all the protective formations, and then he disappeared with satisfaction.

That night, the Imperial Palace, the Mage Tower, and the Temple of Light were all severely attacked.

The entire royal city was in chaos. The next morning, several bald men gathered together for a meeting.

Then they found out that the culprit was too strong and they would have a hard time fighting him and they almost broke through their defense together.

Because of this massive and humiliating revenge, the escape of a few "slaves" from the winery is completely insignificant.

Cecil looked at Noah, who was covered in blood, and curled the corners of his lips.

"…You've certainly proven yourself."