Chapter 11 In Prison

"A foolish, lowly spy? How amusing." Saruman's clone cackled, clearly pleased. Then he continued to examine the others.

Because he was a contractor, Fang Senyan fared much better than the rest. As for the powerful Elf Elder in the group, the wizard's icy gaze lingered on him for dozens of seconds, and his mind collapsed, leaving him slumped on the ground. It took him several hours to recover.

After the Saruman clone's "assessment" and screening, everyone was driven to the prison in the center of the settlement. The reason it wasn't a cave in the surrounding mountains was that dwarves, being skilled with stone, were often prizes for the slave-catching teams. This prison was not only shrouded in a barrier created by the magic tower, but also divided into inner and outer rings. The inner ring was the prisoners' cells, where some Orc jailers also lived. The outer ring was the guards' quarters, almost entirely manned by Uruk-hai. Most importantly, even if someone broke through the inner and outer rings, they would never escape the eyes of the thousands of Orcs in the dense caves on the surrounding hillsides. It seemed that no one was allowed to leak the secrets here.

In this frozen wasteland, the Elves, lacking warm clothing, felt extremely uncomfortable. They shivered in the cold cells for two days, their strength and spirit waning. The only ones who benefited from the low temperature were the wounded; the cold effectively prevented their injuries from worsening. The medicine given by the Orcs was also quite effective, even preventing the wound on Elista's severed arm from deteriorating and instead allowing it to heal rapidly.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, the cells were segregated by race, so Fang Senyan was delighted to see Reef in his cell! Of course, the seriously injured Elista was also there, and the two were overjoyed to see each other.

After explaining their situations, they learned that this Orc tribe controlled by Saruman not only captured other creatures, but also other Orcs. In addition, Reef had witnessed some Uruk-hai, labeled as "out of control," being captured and killed. Both of them were happy to be imprisoned, hoping that Saruman's clone would sentence them to life imprisonment and forget about them.

The third day was sunny, with a rare glimpse of sunlight streaming into the cell. For the Elves, it was an extravagant treat. They scrambled to the narrow window to enjoy the rare warmth. The Elf maiden, Wuge, also wanted to feel the sunlight, but it seemed she had little status in her tribe. In this desperate situation, she was ruthlessly pushed aside by several strong tribesmen, and she could only sit on the ground, sobbing softly.

Fang Senyan saw this and a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes. He naturally felt uncomfortable. But he had no influence over the Elves and could only watch. However, Fang Senyan's eyes darted around, and he called out to the Orc guard leader beside him:

"Hey, big guy, yeah, you with the missing ear, come here!"

Because direct sunlight could easily damage Orc eyes, Orcs who worked outdoors usually wore black cloths over their eyes, a crude version of sunglasses. The simple-minded guard was attracted by Fang Senyan's call and strode over, roaring irritably:

"Shut, up, or skin, peel, you! Missing ear, glory!"

Fang Senyan pointed at him earnestly and said:

"How dare you disrespect me? Be careful I strip away your power!"

The Orc burst into laughter:

"Little bug, human, lie, false words!"

It was already quite boring here, and after hearing this exchange, several bored Orc guards came to watch. Orcs were similar to internet trolls. Fang Senyan, worried they wouldn't gather, immediately threw a cursed potion, creating a large cloud of poison. This reduced the strength of these simple-minded, well-developed Orcs by 6 points (it was originally three, as mentioned earlier, with an additional special effect). These guys' base stats were already inferior to the Uruk-hai, so a reduction of 6 points in strength was significant.

For Orcs, who were extremely fond of strength, a reduction of 6 points in strength was a terrifying disaster. They roared in terror, grabbing their weapons and angrily yelling at Fang Senyan, spitting and vowing to kill and eat the damned wizard.

Fang Senyan crossed his arms and said lazily:

"Kill me, and your strength will never recover. Although my meager power is far inferior to your god's (referring to Saruman's clone), it is not something you dirty fools can offend."

The Orcs looked at each other, and the weapons they held slowly lowered. Their simple minds were caught in a great struggle and fear! They looked at Fang Senyan, who possessed mysterious power, with a hint of awe. Fang Senyan didn't want to push things too far, so he threw out his bait:

"Of course, I can forgive your ignorance and restore your strength, as long as you agree to a small request."

The Orc guard leader's eyes immediately became wary, and he stammered:

"Impossible, you, release, die, or!"

Fang Senyan chuckled and said:

"I don't want you to release me. See that Elf girl in the cell across the way? Just send her to our cell."

The Orc guard leader in studded leather armor was stunned for a moment. It obviously took his simple brain circuits some time to process this information. After a while, he actually gave Fang Senyan a knowing smile and leaned in, giving a thumbs up through the iron bars:

"Woman Elf, you like? Mate with them? Gekoro, I, also like!"

Fang Senyan was stunned. He didn't expect the Orc guard leader to try to get closer to him. But he immediately realized that with the Orcs' intelligence, it wasn't a feigned attempt to get close. It seemed that they had found a common language and were compatible. Although he only had +3 charm and Jin Kuang, this domineering hunk, wasn't around, he could still show off his skills. With that thought, Fang Senyan chuckled:

"Yeah, yeah, bring her to my cell, and I won't curse you."

The Orc guard leader shook his head, his face fearful:

"Elf, touch, smoke, die, turn seed! Strict punishment, die, us!!!"

Elista came over at this time, and after her explanation, Fang Senyan suddenly understood. It turned out that many Elves with natural talents would burn their lives in despair, causing damage to the surrounding area while turning into a seed. This method of suicide was very unique. Fang Senyan couldn't help but recall something: during the Harry Potter world, the Elven Anthem cast by Fante's lover, Danny, was probably similar to this ability. It seemed that these Orc guards had received very strict orders not to allow any prisoners to die.

Fang Senyan laughed loudly:

"Don't worry, she won't commit suicide. Why don't you ask her if she's willing to come? Well, how about this? If you can meet my request, I'll not only lift your curse, but also treat you to a liquor you've never tasted before."

"Liquor?" As soon as the Orc guard leader heard the word "liquor," it seemed that saliva was about to drip from his yellow fangs. He stammered:

"Uh? Can delicious, better than Mug Bloodwine?"

Orcs' favorite drink was Mug Bloodwine, a liquid mixed with fermented honey and blood. It was sweet and had the pungent aroma of the blood of those they killed, which the Orcs loved. Many Orc armies carried barrels of Mug Bloodwine on their operations, and even more on their marches. Because it required the mixing of fresh blood, the recipe was simple and brutal. Fresh Mug Bloodwine could be drunk after three days, but it was generally considered best after a week.

Fang Senyan said disdainfully:

"You call Mug Bloodwine delicious? Do you have a cup?"

The guard leader, Gekoro, immediately brought over a wooden cup, which was covered in dirty stains. Fang Senyan took out the "Endless Vodka Flask" and poured him a cup. This guy was also shrewd, sniffing it first and then cautiously tasting a little. Immediately, his bloodshot eyes bulged, and he drained the cup in one gulp!

"Want! More, cup, full! Full! Full!"

Countless little stars twinkled in Guard Leader Gekoro's eyes. He jumped up and down, holding up his cup and smacking his lips at Fang Senyan. At this time, the other guards were also attracted by the intoxicating aroma of the wine, and their eyes flashed with greed. Fang Senyan naturally knew what these guys, whose main jobs were robbers/thugs/murderers/rapists and only worked as guards on the side, were thinking. He pointed to the flask, then put it back into his Nightmare Imprint, and laughed loudly:

"If you want to rob me, you've made a wrong decision."

The Orcs exchanged glances and then huddled together, whispering. Soon, they nodded不停的 and reached an agreement. Guard Leader Gekoro came over and said seriously and earnestly:

"Bring her over, she, you, give wine, how much?"

Fang Senyan said very simply:

"This wine of mine needs to ferment temporarily, so I'll give you ten cups in total, but I'll have to settle the bill tonight." ro@.