Chapter 2376: Lost to the Jedi (37)

Chapter 2376 is lost to the Jedi thirty-seven
Twenty minutes later.
"I understand the truth." Lying in the luxurious bath for ten people, the black lion, Hakong, looked depressed and looked at the watcher in the distance: "But are you so far? I have to monitor me even when I take a shower." Is the prince of the country sent to monitor me? Really?!"
"I didn't come to order, I came because I want to monitor you to monitor you." Tristan said with a slap in the face: "You are such a dangerous person, please feel a little better, Mr. Hakong. ""
"Call me a hole." The young Lions licked their necks and continually poured hot water onto their hair that had been wet with water.
Although watching a man take a bath and letting Tristan a little nausea, he is still loyal to his duties and has not let go of any details. Hakone is surrounded by mystery. No matter how perfect the information network of the Icelandic country is, even the lion’s half-point can not be found, which is really puzzling. So Tristan intends to dig up as much information as possible from the lion by little observation.
The devil is often hidden in the details. Even the most insignificant clues, as long as a detective is good at observation and excavation, they may eventually become the key to solving the case.
Having said that... that guy is really lonely.
The orc's hair is usually dry and looks fluffy. And when the orcs are wet, the hair tends to stick to them like a dog skin plaster, and the orc's true body will appear ------ a thinner than usual. Even before taking a shower, Harcon seems to have been thin to the point of being quite ridiculous in the same kind, and now when the guy is soaked, this weather-beaten black lion looks even more skinny.
------ and do not mention humans. How long will an orc be hungry before it will become a sad look?
And what is the scar on the guy? The distribution of the scars is not right, most of them are concentrated on the back, and some strange places have surprisingly many scars. It seems that this is not a wound caused by the battle, it is more like a wound that has been abused, and the depth of the wound, the age of the wound, is probably not a one-night event.
What did the guy experience?
Tristan suddenly had a very bad imagination. He added a picture to his brain. An orc was not covered in the dark dungeons, and he had been suffering from horrible pictures of unilateral beatings for decades.
But just knowing this, it is not helpful to find out the guy's life experience and find the organization hidden behind the guy. If you want to know more, you must put more words from this guy.
Tristan looked thoughtfully at the ceiling of the bathroom and wondered what to do with the words from the other side.
"Oh, is this nothing?" Knowing that the fisherman prince tried to get a clue from him, the black lion man spoke actively, as if he was teasing Tristan: "I want to get information from me, no. Can you spare no more power?"
Tristan frowned and had an urge to get angry.
"Hot, angry?" Hakong sneered, "Well. Since you are eager to know my details, I want to know that I have to peek at the point where I take a shower. As a reward, I will give you a little bit of it. that's not allowed"
"I am just monitoring you, can you not describe it with such a sloppy statement." Tristan resisted the anger.
"Then," the black lion did not take care of the prince of the fisherman. He said, "I am just a small person. The next thing to say may make you feel bored. If it is, then I am sorry. I will say next. It may also cause your discomfort. If you are afraid that my story will stain your ears, it is best to plug your ears first."
What the is that. Tristan snarled. This statement is clearly tempting to listen to others.
"Then I said, please be mentally prepared." The lion youth sold the spurs, and when the fisherman prince almost lost his patience and swearing, he said, "I am a slave. Even myself. Who is the parents, who doesn’t know where they are from, and is forced to work in a dark pit without knowing what to do. It’s doing the most heavy digging and bitterness, eating the stinky black bread, barely being maintained Not at the level of starvation."
Sure enough. From the very beginning, Tristan noticed that there was an unnatural scar on Harbin's wrist. It may be the damage accumulated over the years. Even the dark lion's hair on his body could not be covered easily. Occasionally, some traces would be revealed. . The damage should be the long-term wear and tear between the handcuffs worn by the slaves and the constantly moving wrists.
"The days were really hard." Hakon continued: "
Work hard, be beaten; slightly lazy, beaten;
I have a fever and are beaten; I am tired and fall down and beaten.
No matter what the occasion, the supervisors of the pit can find a reason to beat the slave.
No matter what day, those bad-tempered mobs want to find out who vents.
Ah, that whip. Falling on me is like a flame burning.
Ah, that cinder. Add vinegar to the original pain.
Day after day, year after year, being beaten and abused, being squeezed out of the air, struggling with hunger and pain;
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Filled with wounds, blood, and no help, just waiting for death, but waiting for the advent of the adult.
I don't know how he found the ash in the dark pit, and even the blood and pus on the wound were wrapped in coal.
But he gently picked up the dirty, dying dirty child and whispered to me that everything would be fine.
You never know how much I was rescued at that time.
Although the lacrimal gland has dried up and the sound has dried up, even the words of his thanks cannot be said.
I still want to use everything that I have spent the rest of my life to repay my adoptive father.
do you know? He is a distinguished person, and he does not need to be personally involved, but he sits in front of my bed and carefully applies the wound medicine to me.
do you know? He has a wealthy family, and he has to take some time to come back to visit me who has been ill for a long time.
Day after day, year after year, his care for me has never stopped.
Until the weak, I can stand up again, he has been there.
He never asked for anything from me. He said that I don't have to do anything. I want to leave when I want to leave.
But I saw all his pain. He spent the rest of his life pursuing death, but he was trapped in the reincarnation.
At that time, I knew my mission and had to do it for him. I want to help him reach his wish from the bottom of my heart.
Because he is my irreplaceable family, even if it is to sacrifice his life, I will go to faithful implementation.
This consciousness, do you have, Prince Tristan of the Kingdom of Iceland?
This enlightenment, do you really have it, the mermaid of the mermaid kingdom? "
The black lion, Ha Kong, was impetuous, saying that he walked out of the bath and approached Tristan. When he finished the passage, he was close enough to be dangerous enough. Hapone, who was naked all over the body, was so boldly squatting in front of Tristan, facing the fisherman prince face to face, his face was less than five inches from Tristan.
"So...what do you want to explain?" Tristan was stared at him extremely uncomfortable. He was almost self-defense instinctively killing Hakon, but his reason pulled him back from the dangerous edge of murder. .
"What I want to say is actually very simple." Hakong sneered, his burgundy eyes seem to radiate a deadly and seductive fierce light: "Don't mess with us. Your Icelandic kingdom is strong, strong. Strong will come out, but you lack faith."
"Letter, Faith?"
"The belief that each of the masters will dare to take the initiative to die for their own master." The black lion went on to say, "You don't have it, we have it. Our organization, although smaller than the entire Icelandic kingdom, can't On the same page; but every member of our organization is loyal to my adoptive father and can offer everything to him. Our organization is a big family, and every family member has a deep love for that adult. I I have always believed that only love in this world is the most powerful force. Therefore, you will never, forever, want to fight against organizations like us. Because you will never know a group of fearless madmen, for love, can do What a terrible thing to come out."
The more I listen, the more fluster is chilling.
That guy is probably serious, that guy is probably really crazy.
So crazy but so sensible, this opponent is the most terrible in the world.
"So what do you want..." The prince tempted to ask, but the words that were squeezed out were lacking.
"Isn't that what I said? What my father wants is only the sapphire in the hands of your family [the tears of the snow country]." The sneer on the face of Harcon turned into a seductive smile: "Let us shake hands and say To meet the last wish of an old man at the time of dying. In business, I will give you prescriptions absolutely effective, I will not lie to you. And you, better not to lie to me, don't bother me, don't look for The trouble of my family. Otherwise ------"
He narrowed his eyes, and the face that had been insidiously felt suddenly became more insidious.
"I am afraid there will be some bad things in the near future, happening in the Kingdom of Iceland. For example... the mermaid of the whole kingdom suddenly suffers from [deep sea fever], and so on. I hope you guys. There are really enough materials to make medicines for treatment. But I guess that this country has less than one percent and can survive from that kind of catastrophe."
The prince was shocked: "...you must be joking with me!"
"Is it a joke, we can wait and see." Hakon seems to have lost interest in continuing to intimidate Tristan, turned around and wrapped his body with a big towel and walked outside the bathroom: "Now, Your Royal Highness, you have to work I am sent back to prison?"
The madman who is not afraid of this day is enjoying all this. Even the Queen of Iceland and Prince Tristan, even in the plan, are probably in his plan.