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Chapter 9
North Emerald Country stands in the ice and snow almost all the year round, bordering the endless Xisha Icefield in the north and the mighty Kela River in the south. Wangcheng Feiling is located in a place north of the center, which is cold and dry. Even in May, when you walk outside, you can breathe into a cloud.👎🏿
Because there are several frozen veins under the city, the temperature of the ground is lower than that of the ground, and it is still humid.👎🏿
The worst dungeons in the North Emerald Country are built in this place, right next to the frozen veins, and beasts are inferior.👎🏿
Kevin folded his long legs and sat on the uneven ground in a very comfortable posture, leaning against the cold stone wall of the dungeon, looking down at his right hand.👎🏿
In this dungeon, apart from a few air holes on the roof that are smaller than a fist, there is no other place to connect with the outside world. The wall lamps in the aisle are pitifully small, and the flames are not at all prosperous, which is quite a kind of last breath.👎🏿
In this dim light, Kevin's right hand looks even more terrifying...👎🏿
If that could be called a hand.👎🏿
The intact flesh stopped abruptly at the wrist, and under the bloody wound was Sen Han's white bone, even the white bone was not complete, half of the metacarpal bone was missing, only two phalanges were complete, and the rest was more than a dog gnawed. Not as good.👎🏿
Gee, so ugly.👎🏿
Kevin looked down for a while, then laughed at himself: But there are a few bones anyway.👎🏿
You know, a few minutes ago, even the half of the metacarpal bone that the dog gnawed on didn't exist.👎🏿
A skinny mouse suddenly emerged from the crevice in the corner of the wall. The hard hair brushed from Kevin's bleeding wound, and the taste was sour and delicious.👎🏿
Kevin took a silent breath, glanced at the mouse, and flexed his phalanx to bounce it a few steps away.👎🏿
In the blink of an eye, the metacarpal bone that the dog chewed on seemed to be a little more complete, and the middle finger had two more knuckles.👎🏿
The skinny rat let out a squeak, not sure if it was frightened by the touch of the bone or by Kevin himself. He turned around and ran, but he didn't find the right way. He bumped his head into Osved's arm muscles and rolled away. Two laps to run away.👎🏿
With just this neither light nor heavy impact, Osved, who was lying on the ground, twitched his fingers twice, frowned and opened his eyes.👎🏿
He didn't understand the situation for a while, squinted and glanced around, and then suddenly sat up.👎🏿
"Hi-" He pressed the wound on the back of his head, took a low breath, then raised his eyes and asked, "What the hell is this place?"👎🏿
Kevin swiped his left hand very casually and said, "Obviously, in prison."👎🏿
As for the unattractive right hand, it was hidden by him in the shadow of his side, so he couldn't see it from Osved's point of view.👎🏿
Kevin pointed to the engraved sign beside the keyhole of the anklet, and added, "In the dungeons of North Emerald Country."👎🏿
Osved's face turned black. "Sand ghost tried to catch people, but ended up in prison in North Emerald Country?"👎🏿
This is indeed a bit strange in their opinion. They must know that North Emerald Country is equivalent to the sidekick of the sand ghost. It is OK to help deterrence, but don't expect it if you really contribute. More often than not, the North Emerald Country is busy and busy, and the sand ghost waits for the income.👎🏿
Looking at it this way now, it seems that it has changed from a complete subordinate to an equal cooperation.👎🏿
"With cooperation, the exchange of interests is indispensable. Maybe the old and immortal Sapir in North Emerald Country suddenly has more chips, such as digging up a peerless treasure..." Kevin fiddled with the keyhole on the ankle chain, as if studying How can I crack it open.👎🏿
"Speaking of the exchange of interests..." Osved frowned. "What happened to the sand ghost today? Whoever touches who dies, what's the joke?! Mutation?"👎🏿
Kevin said casually: "Maybe this is the result of an exchange of interests."👎🏿
Osved: "..."👎🏿
"Please don't say such a horrible guess in that tone, thank you." Mio's voice came from the next door sullenly down the mouse hole, "I heard your conversation when I opened my eyes, and I still feel dizzy. Rather worry-free.”👎🏿
"You're still alive?" Kevin asked in surprise.👎🏿
Mio: "...I'm not totally worthless either."👎🏿
There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing from the next door, and after a while, Mio's voice moved closer to the wall and became clearer: "Seriously, a sand ghost like this alone has killed us so much. People, if there are more, then what kind of battles are there..."👎🏿
Who can beat them? !👎🏿
Not to mention Golden Lion Country, North Emerald Country, all races in the whole continent, they can step under their feet.👎🏿
"But they're still working with North Emerald Country," Osved said. "So there's something wrong with that, either they're not as tough as they seem, or there's something holding back North Emerald Country or someone else. inside."👎🏿
Kevin was still fiddling with the anklet, and after listening to it, he said "en" in agreement.👎🏿
Speaking of hands...👎🏿
Osved suddenly looked up at Kevin and said, "Where's your right hand?!"👎🏿
Kevin: "...is your topic jumping a bit high?"👎🏿
He dropped the anklet, raised his eyes and said to Osved, "Okay, why did you suddenly ask me about my right hand?"👎🏿
"What nonsense—" Osved saw him talking about the topic, his face sank, and he leaned over and clamped Kevin's right arm behind him.👎🏿
"Just ask questions, what's wrong with doing it if you don't agree?!" Kevin was dragged helplessly by him, and stretched out his right hand, "So what happened to my right hand?"👎🏿
The position of the two changed when they were pulling, and a little moonlight leaked from the wind above the head, just shining on Kevin's right hand.👎🏿
saw that his fingers were long and well-proportioned, and he held the sword all the year round, but he did not leave any calluses. With a slight movement, the muscles and bones on the back of his hands would stand out. Except that he was thinner and paler than Osved's hands, there was no other difference.👎🏿
"How is that possible..." Osved's expression became very complicated in an instant. He couldn't tell whether he felt more relieved or more unbelievable. "I clearly see-"👎🏿
"See what?" Kevin raised an eyebrow.👎🏿
Seeing your right hand wrapped in sand...👎🏿
Osved opened his mouth and swallowed the sentence again. He frowned and hesitated. Did he really see clearly in such a tense situation before? Is it really just a matter of angle?👎🏿
Still don't feel right...👎🏿
But if it was really wrapped in sand, this right hand should not exist long ago, how could it be so intact, not even a wound...👎🏿
Osved murmured in his heart, and he forgot what he was going to say. He stared at the right hand for a while, and then said, "Why are your hands so cold?"👎🏿
"..." Kevin: "Are you worrying a little too much?"👎🏿
Osved said with a blank face: "I think you probably need to go back to the academy and retake the etiquette class, such as learning how to talk to the emperor to live longer."👎🏿
Kevin smiled very singlely: "It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor is in prison with me. It's hard to say whether I can get out alive."👎🏿
Osved: "..."👎🏿
He stared at Kevin's eyes for a while, then suddenly opened the bastard's right paw, took out a round bone sculpture pendant that was hanging close to his neck, pressed a corner, and heard "click" With a sound, the pendant was divided into two halves, with a hollow groove in the middle, and three black "little beetles" were placed in the groove.👎🏿
"Xinsha..." Kevin said in surprise.👎🏿
The cowhide bags hanging on their bodies were either lost or taken away. I never expected that this one would still have something that could come in handy.👎🏿
Osved poured out one, crushed it without saying a word, and then slowly said to Kevin: "The chance of getting out alive is probably a little higher than your estimate, now you can think about going back to learn etiquette. already."👎🏿
Kevin: "..."👎🏿
After speaking, he checked himself, turned over all the places on his body that could be turned over, and also turned over Kevin's clothes, and finally found a metal ring used as a buckle on Kevin's waist button, he looked up and rushed Speechless Kevin said: "Put up your pants."👎🏿
Kevin rolled his eyes: "...the pants won't fall off even if I tug on them, thank you for worrying."👎🏿
Osved pulled the thin metal ring without a word, and twisted it out of a break with his bare hands, but straightened it a bit, poking it into the keyhole of the anklet and fiddling with it.👎🏿
Kevin listened to the keyhole with a complicated "click" and loosened.👎🏿
"When you were a young master, you became an emperor when you were older. Tell me where did you learn this skill?" Kevin sighed while poking his keyhole, "Fortunately, the guards here don't like it. Wandering around in the dungeon."👎🏿
"But definitely guard the exit." Osved said, and wanted to stab the keyhole of the prison door again, when he heard a gust of wind blowing in suddenly from the corridor, making a "huh" sound.👎🏿
The two moved for a while, and in the blink of an eye, they leaned back against the wall, tilting their heads and silently pretending to be dizzy.👎🏿