At the moment of sighing, Raham could clearly see that Abbott seemed to have been pulled into a spine, and he was three points shorter out of thin air.

However, Raham could vaguely see that under this depressed and frustrated face, there was a little depressed relaxation and relief.

It was as if at that moment, Abbott put down some heavy burden.

"Let's go." Abbott took the initiative to walk to Raham and said to him.

"Where do you go?" Abbott's tone was so natural that Raham couldn't react for a moment.

However, at the next moment, he looked at Abbott's calm face and was somewhat surprised and suspicious: "Aren't you going to struggle for a little longer?"

“Is it meaningful?”

"No."

Abbott shook his head and asked back, and before Raham could answer, he gave his own answer.

"Okay, then go."

Since the other party has already said this on his own initiative, Raham naturally would not object.

Without imposing any imprisonment spells, Raham took the initiative to walk to Abbott to guide the other party.

In this, in addition to appreciating the other party, it is confidence in one's own strength.

After all, Abbott, who does not have powerful attacking magic tools, cannot hurt Raham at all.

The moonlight was deserted, as if it was a little chilling, floating in this darkness that looked like a ghost.

Raham and Abbott, one in front and one behind, walked steadily, walking in the dark night as if rising and falling in the light and shadow, with mottled illusions on their bodies.

Light and darkness alternately, Abbott's face flashed in the light and extinction, as if it was foreshadowing something, and as if it was telling something.

It seemed that this situation was too appropriate. Abbott stepped out, entering the light from the darkness, his eyes were disillusioned, with some memories.

And the next moment, wrapped in a brief darkness, his eyes were gloomy again, his face was distorted, and he had some hideous colors.

Abbott's expression changed uncertainly, and showed numerous strange manifestations as the light and shadow flowed.

At the same time, his temperament became increasingly strange, complex as if it were a palette of a hundred colors mixed with each other, and it was impossible to give a specific description.

Raham turned his back to Abbott, just walking silently, seemingly knowing nothing about everything behind him.

But secretly, he had already been on guard and could make perfect stress responses at any time.

However, until he brought Abbott to the interrogation room in the manor that was transformed into the temporary garrison of the Ministry of Justice, he did not wait for the opportunity to take action.

"arrive."

Raham stopped suddenly and stopped in front of a separate building divided from other buildings.

The building looks very solemn, with black and gray intersecting, and it looks even more gloomy and silent against the backdrop of the moonlight, caused by a depressing color.

The appearance of the building is not as gentle as others, as if it is for people to live in, but gives people a cold and cruel meaning.

This place is the entrance to the underground prison of this manor.

Of course, this was not transformed by the Ministry of Justice, but the manor itself was built.

After all, they don’t have the time to do civil engineering.

Even though human and civil rights have been basically established, this kind of thing is not very strange in this era when there are still many feudal remnants.

For such owners who can have a huge manor, it can only be said that it is common to deal with those disobedient servants and subordinates, and no one cares about it.

Even those people themselves do not think this is a wrong thing, and they will not shout about civil rights and human rights at that moment.

After all, although slaves have been abolished legally, they will actually disappear for a long time.

There are many such buildings with similar functions in this manor.
Chapter completed!