Genius remembers this site address in one second: [] The fastest update! No ads! In these days of being imprisoned in this dark prison, Tia has not been subjected to such cruel and terrible punishment...or if you want to be more accurate, maybe it should be "not yet."

But in any case, apart from the pitiful lack of food and water in the past few days, at least Tia herself thinks that these days are probably going well.

Of course, there is a reason why a life in prison like this, which has almost taken everything away, can still make her come to such a conclusion. And the reason for this is actually very simple—that is, contrast.

When the darkness in all directions, every moment there will be inexplicable screams of pain, crying, chaotic madness, and whispers like ghosts, Tia will be in the unknown, but at any time When there was a terrible future that might come and I was very worried, a little bit of fortune appeared in my heart.

Anyway, at least a future like that hasn't fallen on her yet, hasn't it?

In fact, Tia is already thinking about it—when the old man in the study asks his subordinates to take him over next time, no matter what the old man might ask, he should agree to it or just agree to it! After all, she never had anything to insist on, did she?

Even last time, she only chose to stay silent and wait and see for the time being because she didn't know whether the answer was correct.

However, the violent wizard who took her to the study last time never came to her cell door, let alone opened the cell door and took her away.

The feeling of being forgotten like this is actually quite tormenting. Fortunately, for Tia, darkness and loneliness are not too difficult to cope with-after all, even if the time is never fixed, the amount is pitifully small, but at least the rice bowl and water cup in the cell always meet every once in a while. There are supplements.

As long as there is evidence to prove that he should have not been forgotten, or even if it is only a slight possibility, it is enough for Tia to stay silently in this corner of the dungeon.

She didn't make a sound—although she had heard other people in this dungeon insisting on calling for help many times, she probably never thought about anyone else to save herself.

"It seems... it's getting colder."

Tia in the corner shrugged her shoulders and moved her neck slightly, hoping that the slight friction would bring a little warmth to herself.

Yes, it was indeed cold in the dark prison, but the room temperature did not actually change at all. It's just the lack of food that made her stay motionless for almost all day, but she couldn't keep up with the consumption. So not only did she feel the coldness, her whole person was getting weaker and weaker, and the fatigue had already spread to every corner of her body with the cold.

"what-"

I heard that there was another frantic scream from a cell not far away, and the immature voice that was similar to my own had already become hoarse and unpleasant. But Tia only shook her body slightly at first, and then no longer cared about it, just thinking about when the next prison meal would come.

However, when Tia buried her head between her knees, ignoring the strange exclamation, a series of familiar footsteps suddenly came from a distance, which made the ears piercing and disturbing. The chaotic scream died down suddenly. After the scream disappeared suddenly, the footsteps immediately became clearer.

The pace is slow, like a walk after dinner, with distinctive features...

"...Is that person?"

If she had to say something, Tia was actually afraid of that guy, but when she thought that the other party might take herself to the old man, she inevitably had a little more anticipation that contained a sense of contradiction.

So the next moment, Tia raised her head slightly, and looked towards the prison door that still couldn't see anything.

The footsteps did not stop, indeed they were still coming here. Closer, closer... As time passed a little bit, she even saw the light of the familiar glowing spell after a while.

Then, finally, that figure with a slightly rickety back but quite tall figure appeared step by step in Tia's extremely limited field of vision as he had done many days ago.

Tia raised her head a little higher involuntarily, and stared at each other for an instant after the messy bangs.

Then, the other party actually stopped and turned to look at her. It's just that the words the other party said in the next moment made Tia like falling into the ice cellar, and the pupils that had just lit up slightly after the hair became dimmed again.

"Oh, do you want to see the master? Do you want to agree to the master's request?" He still said in his hoarse voice, with a kind of sarcasm and contempt. "It's a pity that the master is very busy. See you in that space-keep waiting! Maybe the master will be free tomorrow, or maybe...you see, there are still many people waiting for the master to summon! There are more out there. Maybe in a few days, the master will be completely Forget you? Then you can only die in this endless darkness and coldness, dirty and pitifully... Humph, poor Miss Prince, after all you know-your existence, There is not much value at all, never! Humph ha ha ha ha..."

After that, the figure simply turned around and continued to walk along the aisle to the other side, leaving Tia in the cell with his ridiculous mockery.

However, at the moment when Tia, who had already buried her head on her knees again, was about to give up all illusions and no longer incorporate any external sounds into her thoughts, there was an unnoticeable thumping muffled sound. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Cut off that string of ridicule that has not yet ended.

Immediately after that, another voice that sounded particularly pleasing to the ears faintly passed into her ears from the outside.

"You are,'Tia Prince'?"

In the few seconds after hearing this question, Tia, who had not yet reacted, was a little bit stunned, until the voice sounded again, and she repeated the sentence again as it was, and she suddenly raised her head again.

"...Yes, this is Tia Prince...Who are you?"

"I'm Brooks Stewart's friend. He wants to save you, so I'll help him."

Before she finished her words, Tia saw a figure that could be said to be a little short suddenly fell from the darkness above the aisle, and then put her hands on the thick and hard iron fence of the prison door, and grabbed two iron pipes suddenly. Pulled to the sides.

"Crunch—"

Accompanied by a toothless metal rubbing sound, the iron fence door only shone with a faint light, and did not move.