Heck!
Although Yorko doesn't know what's going on outside, it must not be a good thing.
Doesn't it mean that Black Money is an exhibition organized by the most powerful businessmen in the region. Except the auction items are not very legal, is everything the same as a regular exhibition? He cursed Otto 10,000 times in his heart. First, the auction price was wrong, and now someone came to the door. If he knew this, he would never agree to the other party.
Yorko looked around, trying to find something to defend himself, but there was nothing in the room that could be used as a weapon except for some tools to torture slaves.
At this moment, the door of the inner room was pushed open, and a figure flashed in.
Yorko fell to his knees without hesitation, "Forgive me! I'll give you anything you want..."
But the person who came didn't stop at all, and jumped at him.
When he was done, he subconsciously threw his head to one side, hoping to avoid the opponent's attack.
"No, Annie!"
Amy shouted at the same time.
Following the witch's voice, the cold wind that had swept to his cheeks suddenly stopped, and Yorko looked sideways, only to find that it was a wooden stick, which looked like it was broken from a chair.
If this time is real, I am afraid that it will be considered light to lose consciousness immediately.
Then he was grabbed by a big hand by the arm, lifted up, and was pushed down on the bed with his back to him.
"Did he not do anything to you?" The voice sounded a little hoarse, and it was difficult to distinguish between men and women for a while.
"He said...he's here to get me out of here."
"You've been deceived again, Amy," the man shook his head, twisting Yorko's hands behind his back, and tying them together skillfully, "Spending four thousand gold dragons to save a strange witch? This is not a small sum of money, Even your father needs a lifetime of accumulation to get so many golden dragons."
"Eh... yes, is that so?"
So clear about the auction price, the other party is really the guy who bid with him? But at that time, except for the brightly lit booth, the rest of the cave was dark. How did this guy recognize him and follow him to Room 76
Yorko knew his life was at stake, and this time he was lobbying not for old friends or goddamn Otto, but for his own salvation.
"I didn't lie to her! I am the ambassador of Greycastle, and it is the king's order to rescue the witch!"
"Greycastle... Ambassador?"
Feeling a slight tremor in the hand holding him behind his back, Yorko knew that this method would work.
"Yes, Roland Wimbledon, have you heard of it? The fourth son of Wimbledon III, the King of Greycastle, is very friendly to witches! He firmly believes that witches are no different from ordinary people, and even fights with the church, that is To let the witch live freely in his domain! It's all true, I swear!"
The visitor may not know who Roland is, but the news that the Church and Graycastle fought in Cold Wind Ridge and suffered a disastrous defeat is indeed a well-known thing in Radiance City, and he even knew that the news was caused by Hill Fox and his The gang let it out. The church has always been the number one enemy of witches, and anyone who can defeat the church, no matter what the reason, will win the witches' goodwill and respect.
Sure enough, the strength of the hands behind him relaxed a lot, and then he was turned over and pulled up from the bed. Only then did Yorko see clearly what the person who attacked him looked like.
The person called Annie... is probably a woman. Even with a robe to cover her, her body is astonishingly burly and her appearance is incomparably heroic. Her brows are slightly raised, her eyes are long and narrow, and her hair is pulled back and tied up. Half-turned ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead. If the voice was lower, he would believe it if he said it was a man, but this appearance made people a little jealous.
"If that's the case, why don't you unlock Amy's lock?"
Here's another question... Yorko had to repeat what he said before, "I'm also thinking of her safety. If she doesn't believe me, it will be more dangerous to sneak out."
"Where are you going to take her?" Annie was obviously not as easy to coax as Amy, and she was noncommittal about Yorko's words, "To the King of Greycastle?"
"Of course not," he said quickly, "my old friend doesn't regard witches as slaves, there are many witches living in his territory, just like normal people, and they have formed an organization. , specifically to protect the rights and interests of the same kind”
"Enough!" Annie interrupted sharply.
Yorko shut his mouth abruptly. These things were all he found out while chatting with Hill. He heard that when the evil epidemic broke out in the capital before, His Majesty relied on the power of the Witch Alliance to contain the epidemic from the church. This is obviously a good thing, but he doesn't know why the other party's face becomes very ugly.
"It sounds just like the Bloodfang Club," Annie's voice turned cold. "They used to advertise it like this."
"Blood... what?" Yorko was stunned, thinking that something was wrong.
"The witch can only trust herself, not the noble's promise," she glanced at the room and quickly found the key hanging on the wall.
"Wait, do you want to take her away? It's underground. You saw it when you came in. There are guards outside the cave. How do you get out?"
"I have my own way, you don't have to worry about it." Annie opened the lock, put down Amy, then grabbed Yorko and locked her foot on the anklet.
"You really don't think about it?" Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have the idea of killing him, Yorko became more courageous. It is more appropriate to take her out, and I will hand her over to you after leaving the compound, so that it is not easy to arouse suspicion, and I will not leave my hands behind."
"It sounds good, but it is also possible that after I go out, I will be greeted by a sword and a sacred stone," Annie said unmoved, "I have made a big mistake because of gullibility, and this mistake will not happen again. already."
After securing Yorko, she dragged No. 76 in again, also tied her hands behind her back and locked one foot.
"You didn't kill her?"
Bloodstains can be seen on No. 76's head. Obviously, she was beaten hard. She is still in a coma, but judging from the slight ups and downs of her chest, she is still alive.
"It's not too late to deal with Amy after saving her, and you are the same," Annie's words made Yorko tremble. I owe him a thank you, but that doesn't mean I trust him unconditionally."
"I will bring this to Your Majesty. Besides, if you encounter any difficulties, you can come to the ambassador's residence to ask me for help." Of course, it is best not to come, we can save a lot of time, Yorko thought to himself, That's fine, anyway, they have done their best, they don't want to go to Greycastle but they can't force it, even old friends can't blame themselves.
Annie stared back at him for a moment, then picked up Amy and strode out of the room.