Old Chat chuckled, with a somewhat lewd look: "I have some relationship with the person in charge of executing the executions of death row prisoners. I can ask him to be kind and sell these death row prisoners to us at a low price."
Leos frowned, as if he felt that this matter was not safe, and then said: "Would the person in charge agree to such a request? If he is blamed, wouldn't he be severely punished?"
Old Chat shook his head and said: "It seems that you don't know much about the punishments in the hell world. Let me briefly explain that in the hell world, only those who have committed serious crimes will be sentenced to death. That kind of person may have died a long time ago, and it is not our turn to take action. Most of the death row prisoners here are soldiers who were suppressed from the rebellion. In order to avoid worries, Master Zaren decided to deal with them all. Lose."
Hearing this, Leos became even more confused: "Even so, these death row prisoners are all serious sinners. How can Zaren be lenient to them? If they are sold to us privately, what will the person in charge do? What’s the explanation?”
Old Chat seemed to have expected Leos to ask this question, and then quickly said: "Actually, with Zaren's strength, he can kill these death row prisoners on the spot, but in recent years, he has somehow started to Gradually, he became merciful, and did not kill the killer himself, but convicted him according to the criminal law. According to the laws of Zaren's territory, anyone who rebelled would be punished by death, so to show justice, he needed to go through formal channels so that he would not Public anger intensified."[
"In this way, many people will think that he is a leader with rules. Although he is strict, he is not cruel. The heart of rebellion will be much less. In addition, in the past few years, Zaren has begun to Many new policies have been introduced to provide many benefits to the residents in the territory, and gradually, the voice of rebellion has gradually disappeared."
Leos suddenly sneered, and then said in a low voice: "He is diligent in everything he does, and he is either a traitor or a thief. Now he is starting to win over people's hearts. His ambition is a bit too straightforward..."
Then Leos looked at Old Chat and continued: "Then... what does these have to do with death row prisoners?"
Old Chat smiled slightly and continued: "It is precisely because of this that the prisoners who were sentenced to death were just handed over to the people below, and there was not much interference. In the past few years, executions have been carried out here. We have bought many death row inmates in the past, and no one has ever come here to ask a question. Therefore, there is absolutely no danger in our purchasing the death row inmates at a low price this time. As long as we feed the person in charge, there will be no problems. .”
Leos frowned slightly, it seemed that there was still something wrong with his decision. After all, these death row prisoners were all very angry, and getting them to obey in peace and order was still a problem that needed to be solved.
And they are afraid that they are all alone. How can the Lord, who fears neither heaven nor earth, control them?
Old Chat had already thought of this for Leos, and then said: "If you are worried that they are difficult to manage, I have a solution."
Looking at the confident look on Old Chat's face, Leos knew that this old guy seemed to have everything planned out.
She waited for what he would say next without saying a word.
Old Chat's mouth was dry as he spoke. He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of tea before continuing: "As far as I know, many of these death row prisoners are married. As long as we give them a hope, , promising that as long as they join our caravan, their families will receive preferential treatment and receive a considerable bounty, which will naturally restrain their wild and hard-to-find hearts. As long as they have something to care about in the world People will not dare to disobey our orders."
Leos narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Old Chat carefully.
The more I looked at him, the more I felt that this old guy was really cunning and cunning. He was very different from the first time I saw him.
Could it be that after being in contact with him for a long time, his true nature began to be revealed?
However, what he said was not unreasonable.
There is really no way to find some controllable guard soldiers at the moment.
These death row prisoners are also an opportunity. After all, these are warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and can go directly to the battlefield without training.
This alone cannot be bought with money.
After some lobbying by Old Chat, Leos finally agreed to include the death row prisoners in his caravan.
An hour later, Old Chat took Leos to the south of Motuolan, under the towering mountain peak filled with buildings.[
When they arrived at an old-looking gate, several devil guards guarding the door blocked their way.
Old Chat stepped forward and whispered a few words to several guards, and one of the soldiers entered the gate as if to inform someone.
A moment later, a burly devil walked out of the door and gently embraced Old Chat.
Immediately, Old Chat led him to Leos.
Facing the warden of Motuolan, Leos bowed slightly and very politely.
But this mysterious gray robe still made the warden startled.
"Hello, dear warden..." Leos said softly.
The warden immediately laughed, looking quite happy, and swept away any doubts he had before.
Old Chat quickly stepped forward and said: "This is the captain of our caravan, Lord Leos."
The warden immediately showed admiration and nodded repeatedly. Although Leos' face could not be seen clearly, the aura exuding from him and the two big swords behind him, the warden could I feel his excellence.
After some pleasantries, the warden led Leos and Old Chat into the death row prison.
After passing a staircase extending downward, you entered a lengthy passage.
After passing this passage, you will reach the deepest part of the prison.
The warden stepped forward and opened a heavy iron door. With the slight turn of the key, a clear sound of unlocking was heard.
"Boom! Boom!"
With a sound like steel scraping against the ground, the door gradually opened, and a heavy musty smell immediately floated out.
In this dark death row prison, there seems to be a cold atmosphere everywhere.
Leos followed the warden into the death row prison cell, surrounded by darkness.
In the darkness, pairs of blood-red eyes fell on Leos and the others.
Leos looked intently and could feel the resentment in the hearts of these condemned prisoners, and couldn't help but subconsciously clenched his hands.
It wasn't until the warden lit the torch on the wall that the space here lit up.
At this moment, Leos realized that this place was actually a prison with an area of 400 square meters.[
This prison is divided into dozens of individual cells.
Most cells are held in groups of five prisoners.
Only in the deepest part of the cell are some people locked together alone.
It can be seen from this that these must be extremely dangerous people.
This warden actually dared to sell these death row inmates to himself. He was really courageous.
It seems that he has already expected that even if these death row prisoners escape, they will not pose any threat to Zaren.
"You bedbugs! Wake up!" As the warden's loud voice sounded, many sleeping prisoners slowly opened their eyes and slowly approached the cell door.
There are different types of devils imprisoned here, including burly mad devils, agile and relatively thin shadow devils, and even several devil types who are good at magic. This not only makes Leos look happy. 』.
Unexpectedly, there are so many types of devil’s professions here.
After all the death row inmates woke up, the warden nodded with a complacent expression and stood behind Leos.
"Master Warden...are you here to pronounce our death sentence?" A steady voice sounded from a cell in the corner.
Leos looked around and saw a devil similar to him sitting in the shadows.
The devil seemed to be in human form.
All humanoid devils are a relatively rare race in the hell world.
The warden looked at the guy and said angrily: "Tron, it's not your turn to speak here, shut your mouth!"
The death row prisoner named Tron sneered, and then said: "Since it is our death sentence, why do you have to delay? Or are you not a man? Be more relaxed!"
The warden was provoked by Tron, and his face immediately became angry: "You..."
Just when he was about to point at Tron and curse, Leos stopped the warden's hand that was about to raise and shook his head.
The warden snorted and then turned his face to look angry.
Leos stepped forward and stood in front of the death row prisoners, like a god of death who controlled life and death.
In the eyes of those on death row, except for his perseverance, Leos felt no fear at all.
These soldiers seemed to have put life and death aside for a long time.
But Leos felt that deep in his heart, some people seemed to still have some concerns, and there was a trace of unwillingness and confusion in his eyes.
After looking around the cell, Leos' magnetic voice sounded: "I came here today not to sentence you to death..."
"Then what are you doing here! Are you looking at our joke!" As one death row prisoner shouted, more death row prisoners joined in.
Some waved their fists at Leos, some spat at him, and some pointed at him and cursed him.
Leos didn't pay attention, and then said calmly: "I...came to give you your freedom..."
At this time, many caravans had already begun their journey towards the slave valley where the demon slayers gathered.
Dumila stood in the tall and majestic palace, looking at the flow of people slowly walking out of the city gate, with a sly smile on her face.
In her eyes, this army is just a group of laborers. When their mission is completed, they will die.