Chapter 111 – Sitting in the Prison
Chapter 111 – Sitting in the Prison
The dwarves acted rather quickly.
In just half an hour, Goldtooth’s personal guards had already arrived at the hotel.
They apprehended Heine, who was standing on the street, and the three skeletons who didn’t even bother to wear their camouflage cloaks.
Of course, all eyes were focused on the felon Simon.
Goldtooth himself was there in person, and he didn’t even bother with a little person like Heine.
President Arum was almost the same as on that painting.
Dark hair with a big back, big gold chains, gold studs and gold jewelry on his beard.
Full-on thug face.
His teeth are very white, no “gold teeth”.
…
Mr. Xia: “Brother Wei, when your troupe passed him for the first time, how much gold was collected from the corpse?”
Wei Diankui: “Ah? Is there a saying for that? Isn’t it always 28.5 gold?”
These two goods were happy and at the same time, “Hey~ You’ve been fooled!”
“Huh?”
The northeasterner was in a daze.
Catch the Goat: “Any of you but bring a goldsmith with Lv15 or higher, you’ll be able to mine out 3 extra gold, and so are his teeth, but with a layer of something plated on the outside.”
…
Oh, so that’s why.
Heine drifted off.
At that moment Goldtooth walked up to Simon.
The brass mirror immediately kicked Simon in the crook of his calf and had to be pressed against his back, which kept him on his knees and forced him to look up at Goldtooth.
Gold Tooth’s eyes were filled with killing intent:
“You know that I don’t dare to kill you, that’s why you’re being reckless in my territory, right? I thought that you were a guy who understood things and knew what the boundaries and bottom line were, but it turns out that this is how you treat me!?”
Simon helplessly said, “This sounds a lot like a defense, but I really don’t know anything about it.”
However, he suddenly turned his words around and his demeanor became arrogant.
“But as you said, I don’t fear for my life.
“Because your life is worth a lot more than my rotten life.
“You must be well aware that it is impossible to imprison me for any length of time.
“So why don’t you just settle down and talk about it? Is there anything you can’t talk about?
“I promise I won’t include the treatment I’ve suffered in my report.
“I just want to know what happened and find out who is setting me up.
“Your castle, may be mixed with enemies you can hardly imagine.”
He spoke seriously, but Goldtooth laughed audibly.
“Hahaha, I knew you’d say that …… You guys are as overbearing as ever!”
He came so close that he spit in Simon’s face.
“Twenty years, I’ve put up with your insatiable and sightless faces for twenty whole years!
“And now, you want to strut off after prying into my secrets …… Never!
“I’ll surprise you, and I promise, your people won’t find out about this.”
He waved his hand and the two men and three skeletons were escorted to the carriage.
Simon remained in a daze.
He didn’t understand what there was that he simply couldn’t sit down and talk about.
…
Witnessing the departure of the carriage, Goldtooth beckoned for the brass mirror.
“President, go ahead.”
“Take care of those twenty Cornu people, fulfill all their requests, I won’t allow any accidents to happen to them before they are sent into the trial space, remember, any.”
“Yes.”
After doing all this, Golden Tooth returned to his extremely luxurious private dirigible.
He returned to his room, closed the curtains, and took out a void sac from the safe.
Then he took out a brass mirror from it.
He wiped the mirror and a greenish soul fire floated on it:
Golden Tooth: “You said you could drop a person’s soul without being detected, now it’s time to fulfill your promise!”
The soulfire suddenly brightened, followed by Saberia’s voice.
“Why this sudden request, child, are you in some kind of trouble?”
“It’s big trouble.”
Goldtooth’s face was somber as he told Simon’s story in a nutshell.
He paid no attention to Heine’s insignificant bodyguard, and he didn’t even mention him or his skeleton.
“So you pissed off the House of Veritas?” Sabelia sneered, “What a hopeless piece of trash! I should never have worked with a guy like you who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
Golden Tooth suppressed his anger, “You want to refuse? Then I’ll go kill those twenty Cornu now!”
“And then?
“You’ll have your assets frozen by the Truth Court people and sent to an overseas court for trial, and then you’ll need to keep spending money on appeals and they’ll have repeated court sessions until you’re spent out of your fortune and become a vagabond in Veritas?
“Let’s not forget what happened to your group of competitors in the first place, you should have seen this day coming for you.”
“You ……”
Goldtooth’s anger rose, but it all subsided in the end.
He said in a low voice, “Help me, Your Excellency, the Son of the Wind …… I will cooperate with you to the fullest.”
“You’re very sensible, boy.” Sabelia smiled, “Prepare a guy who knows Simon inside out, I can graft his soul over, and in a short period of time, as long as you don’t reveal any cracks, just let him die anywhere behind you.” Goldtooth sighed in relief as he thought of the bronze mirror.
But it would be a while before he could familiarize the other with Simon’s work.
“Praise be to you, Lord Eli Monte!
“I will make sure those 20 qualified souls are delivered on time!”
……
The prison of Eagle’s Crossing is inside the mountain.
There was no way out at all except for that way in.
“That’s a nice treatment.”
Looking at the layers of reinforced single cell, Heine praised.
His skeletons were also treated to the highest specifications, with a room for one person.
Mr. Xia was now reminiscing about the great days of the past, recounting how their squad had gone wherever they were imprisoned before they encountered Sheep Catchers.
Heine and Simon were just a layer of iron bars apart.
One knew he could run at any time, the other thought his life was safe, and both were relaxed as if they had come on vacation.
Simon, on the other hand, wondered if this guy’s mental quality was too good either.
“You’re not worried at all?” He couldn’t help but ask.
Heine smiled, “More than that, I’m more curious about what Golden Tooth said to you. How dare he offend the Lion King Trading House?”
Simon couldn’t help but smile as well.
“That’s called President Arum.”
He mimicked the harsh words in Goldtooth’s tone.
“And you’re not afraid?” Heine asked.
“Afraid? Why afraid?”
Simon smiled proudly:
“Behind me stands the Lion King Trading House, and I represent their interests in the Makara Mountains.
“Countless relationships converge on me alone, and once something happens to me, the resulting losses must be borne by someone.
“President Arum knows this better than anyone, and his life is worth much more than mine.”
He joked to himself, not realizing that Heine’s eyes became subtle.
Solving the trouble from the Lion King without anyone noticing ……
Wasn’t that exactly what he had done to Naga?
Why did Goldtooth think he could do the same?
Could it be that he also possessed some kind of meta-spirit spell?
Obviously not.
But another master of spiritism, no less than Barry Gittler, was hiding on this mountain.
The answer is obvious ……
“By the way, when you get out, do you want to sign a long-term contract with me?” Simon asked suddenly.
“Huh?”
Heine was startled.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you become my long-term collaborator.”
Simon grinned, “To be honest, I was amazed by your accomplishments in the Buried Bones back in the day, and while I don’t know what’s happened in the past two months, you’ve clearly gained more growth.
“A talent like yours shouldn’t be buried in the mountains of Makara, why don’t you join the Lion King’s Trade House and walk in the real world as a human like me – did Naga recruit you with a similar argument?”
Heine sounded amused.
How it was like Morpheus invited Neo.
“You mean like you who helped the Lion King’s people to grab benefits from their homeland?”
Simon’s smile froze on his face.
“I don’t understand what you mean.”
“No,” Heine shrugged, “you understand, you just don’t want to hear the truth.”
The smile disappeared completely.
Simon shrank back into the shadows and stopped looking at him.
A shadow rose inexplicably in his heart.
It can’t be this man ……
No, it couldn’t be.
……
……
That night, the trial space.
“You are mine.
“I repeat, you are mine.
“You are truly my pet!”
Boom!
The last strings of sanity crumbled.
Eli the Wind Harnesser completely gave up struggling.
“Whew ……”
Sa always breathed a sigh of relief.
“Damn you, that was definitely the hardest taming of a beast in my career!”
(End of chapter)