Borg was ashamed now.
Squatting in the damp and cold corner of the wall, there was panic in his eyes.
He finally discovered the secret.
Looking up at the small prison cell made of rocks, Borg trembled at the discovery of this secret.
If possible, he really didn't want himself to appear in the Nalun Desert, he didn't want himself to be curious because he saw the towering watchtower, and he didn't want himself to have to come to the nearby sand dunes to observe the tower that made him wonder. The castle was almost stunned on the spot, wanting to see what happened here!
If he didn't have the above curiosity, maybe he wouldn't be locked in this cell which is obviously a dungeon, and there wouldn't be a ferocious guard walking back and forth holding a whip made of cowhide.
The vicious eyes that seemed to eat him made his heart tremble even more.
Borg never considered himself a heroic man.
No, if he could become a shy girl, he might be able to use his body and beauty to flatter and live humblely in front of these terrifying guards or castle owners.
It is better than being hanged, beheaded, strangled, buried alive and other cruel means of execution.
Think here.
Borg's tears flowed out again involuntarily.
"The great God of War, Emond, please save me. I just want to find a business route for my family." Borg knelt on the cold stone slab, closed his eyes and wept, praying to the God of War of blessing.
Thinking of the impending decline of his family's property in East County, he shed more tears.
But just begging obviously doesn't do anything.
The conscientious guards outside will not let him go easily.
But someone answered Borg's prayer.
"You may have made a mistake."
There were slight footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and a response: "The god of war, Emond, blesses the warriors who can die in battle with honor, not the captives who surrender because of cowardice."
Borg opened his eyes instantly.
Just outside the iron fence, Kant walked slowly, with a calm face: "Am I not right?"
"You...you are..." Borg looked at Kant.
But his expression was extremely frightened, and he subconsciously fell to the ground, leaning back against the cold stone wall, and his tone was a bit abnormal: "You are... Baron Kant!"
"You know me?" Kant stood outside the fence with a curious tone.
The entire Lion Principality knows a lot of his name.
After all, the youngest son of the Grand Duke who was exiled to the Nalun Desert was almost a joke after dinner.
But it is obvious that not many people really know Kant's face and recognize him directly. Even the nobles of the entire Lion Principality may not be able to recognize him when they meet in an unfamiliar environment.
Kant was very sure that the prisoner looked at him clearly because he knew him.
"Baron Kant...Master Kant!"
Borg seemed to have discovered the possibility of surviving. He knelt down on his knees, kowtowed his head heavily, and said sadly: "You are kind, please let me go. I did this to save the family property. I will come to the Nalun Desert just to save my family, please let me go!"
Kant didn't answer, but calmly looked at Borg in the dungeon.
This entreaty had no effect on him.
He knocked on the iron fence with the horsewhip in his hand, and the gold-plated tail rod inlaid with emeralds made a light sound. Kant turned his head and walked outside, and casually ordered: "Take him to the interrogation room, I want Interrogate him personally." After a pause, Kant also told the guard: "There is also the statement recorded before, write it down and give me a copy."
"Understood." The two guards who followed immediately nodded. After they entered the prison to work, they understood their responsibilities and the tasks they needed to do. They were not just torture.
In addition, it is also a key task to summarize the key points of what each prisoner said when he begged for mercy and compile them into a copy.
It wasn't just Borg in the cell.
The caravan guards he brought from East County are now being held in a small cell.
This is a castle-level large cell.
Not to mention detaining more than 10 people, even if there are hundreds of people, there is absolutely no problem.
In order to prevent this group of people from confessing to each other, they were also detained separately. The dungeon, water prison, cage, and ground prison were all locked up separately. There were also temporary guest guards by farmers, patrolling with long-handled sickles and long whips, waiting for Kant later. Interrogation of adults.
In the interrogation room, Kant sat on the main seat, while Fatis, Rolf and Bundak surrounded him.
The pre-written copy has been sent over.
It recorded in detail who these guys were and why they appeared near the sentry oasis.
There is no guarantee of authenticity.
Kant put down the copy in his hand, and his tone was a little weird: "The son of a merchant from Dongjun, in order to save his family that is on the verge of bankruptcy, wants to come to the sentry oasis and directly trade fine white salt with me. If this is true, then it is impossible I don’t admire this young man named Borg for working so hard.”
"The family is on the verge of bankruptcy, and the young man who saved the family business is a good young man." Bundak shrugged. It seemed that the story was very good, at least to his liking.
"Huh? The brat of a run-down family?" But Rolf felt a little regretful.
Touching his chin that he had shaved carelessly, the stubble was a bit thorny, but he couldn't help shaking his head and said, "I guess I can't squeeze out much oil." After a pause, he complimented Kant: "If you are the son of a big family, I will It is a pity to earn a large ransom for Mr. Kant, he is not very useful."
"Hmph." Bandak snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with him by his actions.
Even Fatis looked at Rolf dissatisfied.
But Rolf didn't seem to notice.
On the contrary, he said triumphantly: "You guys who think you are righteous, this is not Calradia. I am accumulating wealth for Mr. Kant, which is different from you bunch of brains!"
"Okay, bring this guy named Borg up here."
Kant told Rolf: "Be gentle. If he is really as described in the copy, maybe we can use him as a springboard to extend our influence to East County and develop other downlines. Baron Dylan under the control of Stony Pass."
Kant had already told Rolf and Bundak about the detailed information of this world, especially the distribution of forces in the Lion Principality, which was an important matter that he had communicated with the two of them carefully.
Rolf and Bandark know the 3 counties of the Lion Principality.
I also know what kind of crisis the sentry oasis faced before.
"clear."
Rolf nodded, and quickly escorted Borg into the interrogation room.
The young man in his 20s was covered in cold sweat, his legs were weak, and he was trembling almost when he walked.
Obviously terrified.
"Take it easy."
Kant sat on the main seat, and said to Bundak next to him, "Move him a chair."
Bundak stood up and placed the chair in front of Borg.
It seemed that this handsome middle-aged uncle made Borg feel kind, so he swallowed, sat tremblingly on the chair, looked at Kant eagerly, trembling his lips, but dared not say anything.
Next to it are guards and guards.
Especially those two Swadian knights in heavy armor, who gave him the greatest deterrence.
"Are you from Dongjun?" Kant asked him.
"Yes... yes." Borg nodded, swallowed, and said with a trembling voice: "My family is a well-known merchant family in Wintershire City. It mainly sells goods from various countries. It used to be in Switzerland. There is our own fleet on the Sniston River, but because the damned corrupt elements of the river patrol team slandered our fleet for being involved with river bandits, all our fleet was seized and confiscated, and we were fined a lot. money!"
Kant nodded slightly: "This is really a tragedy."
The capital of East County is Dongjun City, its status is comparable to Lionheart City in South County, and it is also a river trade port.
Ten years ago, it was even the largest trading port in the Lion Principality.
However, due to Kant's aunt, the younger sister of Cameron the Lion, Earl Agatha, who was named the lord of the East County, had a falling out. Communication, so that the trade overlord of the Reese Niston River was snatched by Lionheart City.
This is not a secret, and it has been majestically recorded in the college's books. Kant naturally understands what Borg said, and even knows why the river patrol team in Lionheart City is clearly targeting the Borg family's fleet.
"It's all a power struggle."
Kant shook his head. The river patrol fleet in Lionheart City is naturally a hunting dog enshrined by the merchants in Lionheart City. Naturally, he doesn't have much affection for the merchant fleet in Wintershire City, which is competing for the status of partner.
Before the high-level conflicts broke out between the two sides, there were still subtle suppressions and fights.
Otherwise, Kant's aunt, Earl Agatha, would not have changed the name of Winter County to East County.
You must know that Dongjun is geographically located in the west.
The origin of the name Dongjun is also the land of this county. You can feel the obvious cold current blowing from the west, and you can even see heavy snow in winter. Warm, like the tropics, can make vegetation ripe all year round!
This is why Nanjun is directly under the territory, and the large and abundant crop output, as well as the output of various surplus animal husbandry, can become the reason why many human countries must send merchant ships to import food.
The grains and air-dried meat of South County are top-quality products, with high quality and low price, and are widely sold in other kingdoms!
Kant knew everything.
But looking at Borg in front of him, he didn't think it was a real spy.
Bundak may be a peacemaker.
But Fatis and Rolf are all elites from the nobility.
Especially Rolf, who dared to work alone, had his own way of identifying spies. As the interrogation continued, he whispered his thoughts to Kant.
(end of this chapter)