Chapter 279 - Saving His Mentor (1/2)

Chapter 279: Saving His Mentor

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The creaking sound of wheels could be heard.

A prisoner carriage was heading slowly northwards on King’s Lane.

There were two people inside the carriage. One of them was Aymons. He had neither arms nor legs and was thus placed within a bag made out of ropes. The material was extremely soft and comfortable. He had also been given some basic treatment for the wounds he suffered from that battle. The second person was Dark Prince Walter. Walter was a young man and had a strong physique. He thus received harsher treatment. He had injuries all over his body and was wearing an inmate attire with an unbearable od

The carriage was filled with feces. A small part of it was from the previous inmates who stayed in this carriage. However, most of it came from the both of them. This was the most embarrassing part of the entire trip.

“Aymons, are you alright?” Walter asked, concerned about Aymons’ wellbeing. Aymons did not move for the entire trip and had faint breath. Walter could not help but worry.

Seeing that there was no response, he then shouted, “Master? Master? How are you?”

As he shouted, he stuck his hand into the rope bag.

Aymons finally spoke, “Stop shaking, I am still alive!”

“How are you feeling now?” Walter asked concernedly.

Aymons then replied grumpily, “Look at my current state. I am placed inside a basket like a goddamn baby. Do you think I would feel good?”

As Aymons spoke, he shook his body to show his displeasure.

Walter fell speechless. Although the situation was dire, he could not help but laugh upon seeing Aymons actions.

“I’m sorry, Master, I did not mean to laugh at you, I just cannot help it. Hahaha…Pft…” Walter felt that he was seeking joy amidst sorrow.

Aymons was too devastated to feel anger anyway. He said, “Laugh all you want. Laugh while we still can.”

The moment Aymons said those words, Walter stopped laughing. He truly felt like crying. As the prince of the Dark Elves, his powers were completely sealed by his enemy. The muscles in his arms and legs were also destroyed. They even smeared a withering poison on his wounds. He had become a completely useless individual.

He had no hope of recovery. The people who administered these treatments on him were not humans, but High Elves. They were a hundred times more effective in these areas. He would live the rest of his life as a cripple.

From his perspective, he would be better off dead.

“To think that after chivalrously roaming the Dark Forest for 20 years, Dark Prince Walter would end up dancing with excrements and urine in the final moments of his life!” Walter sighed as he said. He looked forward to the end of his life, which would also mark the end of this humiliation.

Aymons stayed silent, although his mood was no different from Walter.

The people in charge of bringing them back to the Fortress were elite scouts from MI3. There were 30 of them. Furthermore, the Norton Kingdom also assigned 100 well-equipped elite Warriors as extra defenses.

The war had lasted for a long time. Those who managed to stay alive were all experienced soldiers. They carried out their mission with an expression of indifference, bolstered by their strong physique.

The elite scouts around the carriage could understand the Dark Elf language. The moment they heard Walter’s words, he turned his head and snickered, “I say the both of you deserve it! Why didn’t you guys stay in the Dark Forest? Instead, you went to the territory of the revered Demon Slayer! Isn’t that courting death?”

Another scout then laughed, “I think they are not courting death; they are merely too dumb!”

The scouts immediately laughed hysterically. One of the scouts even found a stick to poke Aymon’s rope bag as he was feeling bored. He then sneered, “Hey, look at this old guy. Everything below his waist was completely severed! Do you think he is a male or a female?”

“If I were to say, the part above his waist is a male, but anything after that belongs to a female,” another scout laughed as he said.

“Haha, this Dark Elf had an interesting life.”

“Well, the Dark Elves are capable of anything. I even heard that the Silver Moon Family allows incestuous relationships. What were they thinking?”

A scout then stared condescendingly at Walter and provoked, “That is simple. We have a Dark Elf royal right here with us.”

Following which, this scout stuck his face closer to Walter and said, “Tell me; how does it feel getting it on with your sisters?”

Walter felt that his lungs were going to explode anytime soon. He gritted his teeth as he said, “You despicable ants! Be glad that you did not see me before today. If not, you people would already be weeping in hell!”

Splat! The sound of meat tearing and being squashed echoed through the area. A scout had cut off a lump of meat from Walter’s crotch area.

Walter merely felt a chilling sensation around his crotch. As he looked down, the place where his prized possession once lay was now an empty space. Blood was gushing out profusely from the wound.

“Ah? Argh!”

The scout was way too fast. It took Walter’s body three seconds to register the intense pain. He then cried out in despair.

The scout then threw the severed piece of meat on the ground as he laughed, “A prisoner should act like a prisoner. You will have to pay a price for spouting nonsense. Look, your prized possession is now food for the dogs.”

The Warriors who accompanied the scouts on this mission all laughed at these words. No one thought that this was a cruel act. They had experienced true terror and cruelty on the battlefield. If they ended up in the hands of the Dark Elves one day, they would be subjected to torment a hundred times worse than this!

This was war.

At that moment, the carriage had already reached the north side of the Norton Kingdom. It was less than 125 miles to the Orida Fortress. Usually, they should be safe when they were in this proximity to their home base. However, all the scouts heightened their senses in case of any emergencies.

Before they left, Master Link had specifically mentioned the high possibility of a Dark Elf ambush along the way. The people from MI3 had great respect for Link and took his words seriously.