Atlas Battle Song

"cheers!"

In the depths of the dank dungeon, a few jailers were drinking secretly, talking about women and court gossip.Recently, there is good news that the infantry captain has captured a priceless prisoner and wants to present it to His Majesty the Emperor.

"Little brat is so valuable???"

"I heard that this is Earl Gorgon's cub, the leader of the rebellion. Your Majesty hates that man to death. Lord Hall will definitely be rewarded for offering this child up."

They looked into the depths of the dungeon, and saw a pair of eyes in the shadows, shining gray-blue eyes, it was a boy crouching in a corner.

"Tsk tsk, kitten, tsk."

The jailer laughed and threw a piece of meat as if teasing a pet, and the meat fell to the ground.The boy glared at the guards like lurking beasts.

Another jailer suddenly said mysteriously: "Have you looked at this kid carefully?"

"See what he's doing? He's dirty, covered in blood and bruises, no different from those other bugs."

"This little boy looks really good-looking, a white and tender noble young master, almost like a woman..."

Having said this, the drunken men stopped.

"That's right, this kind of half-grown boy can be used as a woman to have a good time."

The guards all looked over at the same time, and seeing the boy still looked cold, they teased him even more brazenly with greasy words:

"Miss, why are you alone in this kind of place? Did you get lost and ask your brothers to help you?"

The jailer next to him spat: "Fuck your mother, you're so obscene to say that, go to a brothel and play with girls like this?"

"What nonsense, open the cage and go in to play."

"Brother, please don't do this. Master Hall said that this is an important prisoner. It's hard to explain to him. In case the master blames it..."

"What are you afraid of, just poke the little beauty's hole, and don't let him lose a piece of flesh."

An itchy jailer raised his trouser belt, twirled the key chain with his fingers and walked to the prison, grinning and showing Huang Sensen's front teeth:

"Miss, just be a bitch tonight."

"..."

Egg had no expression on his face, just crouched in the corner, licking the wound on his arm like a wounded kitten, with a dirty bandage wrapped around his calf.A heavy long iron chain was attached to his left ankle, which was attached to a hook on the wall, and a shorter chain was attached to his wrist.

With a creak, the prison door was opened.

The sound of leather boots approached, and the rough panting of the men gradually became quicker. They surrounded the boy, and their shadows fell on the boy.

The cell smelled strongly of alcohol and sweat.

"Hey, let's take turns later and ride him all night, so that this indifferent lady will be so greedy when she sees a man's big dick."

"You'd better not be a virgin, or you will be offended tonight."

Some of the guards had already untied their belts, took out their dicks and began to fiddle with them up and down wheezingly. Some of the guards came over and planned to separate the boy's legs.Only one timid jailer dared not join in, timidly watching the door outside the cell.

"What if he escapes!"

"I can't run away, the cat's feet are tied." A jailer squatted down with a smile, trying to stroke the boy's thigh.

Egg said, "Don't touch it."

"Don't touch it?" The jailer grinned roughly, pointing to his raised crotch, "You'll know the man is fine in a while."

Just as his hand touched the boy's bare knee, suddenly, there was a click, and it was like a gust of wind passing by, making people overwhelmed.Howling, the man tried desperately to grab the chain that was tightening around his throat, but his fingers were snapped off.Egg jumped up behind the man and yanked the chain between his wrists, spit spattering, and the man almost rolled his eyes with dry retching.

"!"

"What, what's wrong?"

As soon as the other jailers reacted, they were slapped in the face by the short iron chain, with broken teeth and nosebleeds splashing. Egg was as fast as a snake, and the iron chain on his feet seemed to have no weight at all. Knocked out a man's front tooth.

The guards were so frightened that they fell to the ground with blood all over their faces, screaming and pulling up their pants while swarming out of the cell.If it weren't for the long iron chains on the boy's feet to hold his movements, he wouldn't have stopped here.

"roll."

Egg was expressionless.

The jailers cried and howled and quickly locked the cell door, for fear that the little beast would come out again.The jailers shouted and cursed again and again, and the commotion was so loud that the director of the prison outside the prison was attracted.

As soon as the director of the prison saw the distressed appearance of his subordinates: nosebleeds and saliva, faces were swollen and red, and crotch was still sticking up, he immediately cursed these idiots in anger:

"Pig brains, what if you open the cell door and let him run away?! This is a gift from Lord Hall to His Majesty! You idiot, think that your mother can fuck anyone if you want to? Pull up your pants , I don't want to see your stupid dick."

The jailer who was beaten first tremblingly stretched out his four broken fingers and cried, "He, he broke my fingers!"

"How much should you live. Don't you fucking know that this brat is an evil star? Just to catch him, two brothers in the team died."

The head of prison stared at the depths of the cell again.The boy was still huddled in the corner, licking his wound quietly.The man was a little soft-hearted, so he said:

"Put some water and some dry bread, and don't mess with the little beast. Let him stay in the dark."

"and many more."

Hearing the familiar voice, Egg raised his head vigilantly, and saw the one-eyed instructor Meglinn standing on the steps with a malicious smile on his face.

"Your Mightiness!"

"This little leopard is so energetic that even the lock can't lock it..." Migelin waved his hand: "Transfer him to the interrogation room and hang him up. Don't give him any water or food, and don't let him sleep."

Migelin came over, took off his black gloves, touched the iron prison tenderly as if touching a lover's private parts, and smiled at the child:

"Little cat, you will become good soon."

"I'll kill you!" Egg yelled angrily.

Migelin waved his hand nonchalantly, and said before leaving the dungeon: "Shut him up in the interrogation room."

"As ordered."

The director of the prison turned to his subordinates: "Call a few more people to get this little thing away. He is a Sibyl, strong and fast, and ordinary chains are not enough. Change to heavier and bigger chains to lock him. .”

"Yes!"

The dungeon was quiet again, and the jailers disappeared temporarily, only the sound of the barracks outside could be heard.

It was wet and cold around, and the cold winter nights were unbearably cold.The exhaled breath turned into white mist, and the iron prison and the stone floor were colder than ice.

Mice rustled.

"..."

Egg sat on the ground with his knees hugged, shivering from the cold, and tears welled up in his eyes when he thought of the soft and warm Cheese Lion Trand.

He rubbed the corners of his eyes to keep himself from crying:

"Like silly lions."

It was a bit miraculous, after saying this, he felt relieved, and the wound on his body seemed to be less painful and itchy.Just like before, the little lion gently blew on his wound and said the mantra "pain fly away".I couldn't hold back my tears again.

Egg closed his eyes and pretended he was in Trand's arms.

Sleepiness gradually came.

Those things in the darkness had already come, stretched out sticky tentacles, wrapped the boy, and pulled him into a deeper and thicker abyss.

"is it?"

Egg sobbed.

"That's right, and you are with me, Mr. Red Dragon."

****

It began to snow at night, the pure white city was sleeping peacefully, and the world was peaceful.

Trand was wearing a cloak, standing on the roof, looking at the military camp not far away.As the snow fell on him, he remained motionless like a statue, watching the movement of the camp intently.

"It must be here. They kept Egg here."

This is the camp of the patrolmen in the west, under the jurisdiction of the Third Royal Order of Knights, and the commander of the knights is Sir Deldo Hall.Trand had been here during the day, and at that time he found a weird and exciting atmosphere in the camp, and the clerk said mysteriously that something good had happened.

Trander has investigated, and their patrol team did catch a thief the day before yesterday, and released the thief unscathed yesterday.

Later in the day, Ser Hall had an audience with the Emperor at court, no doubt eager to claim credit for Egg's offering.

"You wait."

Trander gritted his teeth, with a resolute expression, but his eyes were red with tears.He stood in the cold wind, holding a dagger for revenge in his hand.