In the dark and damp water prison.

Tilrant's hands were tightly tied to the wall by two thick iron chains covered with rust. The dark and turbid sewage was flooded into his chest. He lowered his head and his face was pale. Only when the occasional weak and difficult breathing sound could he feel his weak vitality.

He is still alive, and life is worse than death.

The cold and bone-black sewage was depleting his remaining life every moment. The wounds on his abdomen that had not yet healed had been soaked and his skin turned white. Every time he breathed, his chest was pressed into discomfort by the sewage, and it was as painful as suffocation.

Enduring endless tortures of physical and mental pain, my heartbeat will stop at any time, and my collapse will be near the edge...

Suddenly, the sewage that had submerged its chest began to slowly retreat. Tilrant raised his head slightly, and his closed eyes opened a gap, because, vaguely, he heard the footsteps of someone coming.

After all the sewage retreated, a dim light stinged his eyes. He turned his head slightly and the sound of the door being opened came.

"Tirrant."

Someone suddenly called his name, familiar, strange.

"Who is it?"

When his eyes adapted to the light and in his blurry sight, he saw a hazy figure standing in front of him.

"Have you forgotten me? Collaborator." The man responded lightly.

"It's you?"

He remembered the young man who was in the tunnel that day.

"It's really regretful about the current situation. Maybe you should also be aware that many things are not within our control."

The man looked at Tilrant and shook his head and sighed.

Tilrant laughed dryly, and said in a weak voice: "I know, after being arrested by them, I know all the cause and effect."

"Then why you refuse to agree to the cooperation of those people, you should be clear that at this time they are not your main enemy, and in some ways, they can even be said to be your temporary ally. If you agree to their request early, you will not have suffered the torture you are now."

The man walked to Tilrant and couldn't help but say, looking at his swollen and white body soaked in sewage.

"Do you really think they will treat a culprit who killed their relatives well?" Tilrant sneered. "Sometimes the result of agreeing and disagreeing."

That's right, among the nobles who arrested him, there were many noble relatives who were killed by him during the academy riot. If it weren't for his existence, he would have been tortured by those who had been punished with even more cruel punishments.

If they want to successfully use him to defeat the Fourth Prince, the key to the premise is that he agrees to stand up and testify.

And will he stand up?

He will!

But not now!

So, he is here now.

"I hope you agree with their request now." The man smiled and persuaded.

"Why?"

"When I came here, I heard that they were going to force you to agree with a more severe punishment. Although they would not let you die easily, that kind of feeling was definitely not something you would like to try." The man patted his shoulder and said with his ears in his mouth: "Don't worry about their subsequent revenge, at least I'm here now."

"Big Prince?" Tilrant murmured.

"Maybe I'll kidnap you privately when necessary."

After the man finished speaking, he stepped back and said, "Tell me your decision."

"I promise-"

Xia Lan received more than one order from the eldest prince.

In addition to ensuring Tirrant's personal safety, it is also to persuade Tirrant to agree to the requests of the nobles, and to kill or kidnap the other party when necessary.

He knew the eldest prince’s concerns.

He was unwilling to show off directly with His Majesty the King. The closer he was to success, the more intense the crisis he suffered. He had no confidence to confront his father who had suppressed him for more than ten years. Instead of doing so, it would be better to cut off the source of his troubles and thoughts when necessary.

And this source is Tirrant!

As long as he dies, Sasso's plan to steadily ascend to the throne will return to his original trajectory.

Seek victory in stability!

This is Sasso's conservative persistence!

But when is it necessary? This is an interesting question.

If the nobles knew that they were killed or kidnapped Tirrant, the eldest prince would probably shift all the responsibility to himself in exchange for the other party's understanding, and he would probably face an extremely dangerous situation.

After all, he is an optional abandoned son.

"Hey, can I untie the chains on my body now?"

At this time, Tilrant said in a hoarse voice.

"I'm afraid not."

Xia Lan pointed out outside the water prison door and shook her head.

"What if I want to drink water?" Tilrant asked again.

"This is OK."

After saying that, Xia Lan suddenly had a small transparent and pure white bottle on her hand. She pulled the plug and slowly poured the bottle mouth towards Tilrant's dry and white mouth.

After pursing his lips, Tilrant moved his stiff neck, his eyes returned to the brightness of the past, looking at the bottle in his hand, and said, "What are you giving me?"

“Advanced therapeutic agent.”

Xia Lan shook the empty transparent bottle in front of him, then threw it aside casually, and said, "I said, they won't let you die easily."

Tilrant said with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "If I die, I'm afraid they will be the ones who regret it the most."

"Even so, you won't live long."

As soon as Xia Lan finished speaking, Tirrant immediately fell into silence.

After a long time, he whispered softly: "Can you promise me something?"

"What's up?"

"If I die, bury my bones at the tomb of the members of the association who once died for me."

"Their tomb? They have no tombs, only a wasteland with overgrown weeds."

"I know, but it's my last destination."

"If I have the chance, I will fulfill your wish."

"Thanks."

Tilrant smiled a little hard, his messy hair covered his face, and Xia Lan could vaguely see that a trace of crystal tears flashed through the corners of his eyes.

His heart actually died that night in the academy, but he survived unexpectedly and saw the tragedy of betrayal in the world.

The dream is broken, the heart is dead, and hatred becomes the meaning of his life.

Now, that hatred will also enter the grave of dreams.

So ridiculous, so humorous.

Suddenly, a sharp and harsh sound echoed in the dark passage of the water prison. Xia Lan's expression changed, and an ancient and sharp sword appeared in her hand.

"What happened?" Tilrant said in amazement by the alarm.

"This is the highest alarm they have set, and someone broke into this place." Xia Lan said with a serious expression.

"It seems that someone can't wait to have my life."

Tilrant seemed to think of something and began to murmur to himself.

"Who is it?" Xia Lan asked casually.

"Who do you think it is?" Tilrant asked softly.

"His Majesty the King!"

After pondering for a moment, Xialan and Tyrrant looked at each other and said in a low voice.

"Maybe you'll really die today."

Xia Lan sighed. If the person who broke into this place was really an assassin sent by His Majesty the King, then his strength alone would definitely not be able to fight against it.

The hidden strength of the royal family is always a mystery.

"I really want to take a last look at the starry purple moon in the night sky... It's a pity..."

In the dark water prison illuminated by dim lights, Tirrant raised his head and looked at the thick wall covered with black moss and said regretfully.

Xia Lan walked out of the water prison gate, looked back at Tilrant, who was stunned and shook his head, and chose to leave without saying anything.

In his ears, the alarm continued to echo. When he stepped out of the water prison passage and walked out of the ground, his eyes were filled with blood corpses flowing all over the ground.

There were two people and two men standing on the corpse.

"Huh-Du Xiuen, it seems that a guard who is quite attractive has appeared."

As soon as Xia Lan appeared, she was locked by one of the people's eyes.
To be continued...