Chapter 1309： Deliberately (1/2)
”Ok.
Thank you for your care. ”
”Don't say thank you.”
Zhang Wanlin was able to walk barely after recovering from his injuries for a week. He put on his robe and secretly went to the underground prison, where the serious offender, the wizard, was being held.
From the first time he saw her, he wanted to see the wizard alone, perhaps allowing her to resolve the doubts in his heart, but he was seriously ill for a long time and never had a chance.
The two guards in front of the gate crossed their long spears to block Zhang Wanlin's path, ”No one is allowed to enter.”
Zhang Wanlin lowered his head and searched for something on his body. Normally he would not take out this thing because he didn't want others to think that he was relying on family power.
This is also the reason why no one else knows his identity so far.
He passed a golden token in his hand, and the guard took it with disdain, but after a glance, his eyes widened.
In order to prove that he was not an illusion, he asked his companions to look at this token.
The companion was equally surprised when he saw it.
They looked at the young man in front of them incredibly, and their contempt and disdain were instantly replaced with respect and admiration.
”Can I go in?”
Zhang Wanlin asked.
”Sir, of course you can go in.”
The two respectfully said.
Zhang Wanlin walked in under the guidance of a guard, his long white robe dragged on the ground.
The prisons on both sides hold the heavy offenders. Most of them are untouchables, and the offenders were caught in.
They were covered with scars, dying of torture, and even greater suffering awaited them.
Some nobles were also locked up here. They all committed conflicts of interest with other nobles, or caused other nobles to die and were detained permanently. A few would be sentenced to death.
The nobles are usually not imprisoned in this place, even if they have committed various felonies.
Zhang Wanlin looked at it row by row, and the prisoners watched a living person walking around, all lying in front of the iron fence, cursing and crying.
Blood-stained saliva splashed on Zhang Wanlin's robe.
The guard yelled angrily, drawing out the whip to strike them.
Zhang Wanlin stopped him.
”lead the way.”
Zhang Wanlin deliberately made herself indifferent.
They followed the stairs to the second floor, which was even more dim and dull underneath, and the thick blood was even more lingering.
This is known as the cemetery of wizards, and countless wizards died tragically here.
Of course, some prisoners are just regarded as wizards.
Zhang Wanlin quickly saw the old woman.
Her wrists were hung high by the iron ropes on the wall, and her body showed a weak cross.
The skin on her wrist became rust and spread to the surroundings.
The blood vessels are faintly visible under the rust, and blood slowly seeps out from the crevices of the iron slag.
Wizards are afraid of iron, and she is no exception.
Zhang Wanlin couldn't bear to watch this scene, he almost wanted to order the guard to let her down immediately, but he resisted and did not do so.
Experiencing those things can make people grow.
”You go down first.”
Zhang Wanlin said.
”Yes.”
The guard bowed back.
There were only two people left in the cell, their eyes facing each other.
”I know you will come.”
Long Po Po said suddenly, her voice with the exhaustion of years.
”You calculated it by witchcraft?”
Zhang Wanlin asked.
”No, that's magic.”
”What is the difference between witchcraft and magic?”
”Witchcraft is what you call sorcery, and magic is what we call sorcery.”
”It's still the same concept after all.”
”You will understand later.”