Mount and Blade

Madwuxiu?

Kadi's arrangement was so sudden that Green had no time to react. He only knew that the sentry who had been hiding for seven years was called that name, but Green felt that he had been on this island for more than that year.

More like... a local?

After the devil-like man vented his long-accumulated anger, the corridor of the entire secret room became extremely quiet, with only the sound of chains and shackles being dismantled and the almost imperceptible sound of handling corpses.

Even the guards patrolling back and forth were the same group of people Green saw at night, wearing strange people with animal fur dyed dark brown and dark gray, and they didn't even make any sound when walking back and forth.

Green couldn't feel where he was with his eyes closed, and didn't know what Kadi wanted him to do? The children in the same room with Green had already piled together because of hunger and cold.

Their height was not much different from Green. As a northern ethnic group, most of them were physically strong, but slightly malnourished.

It was a really cold night. The totem on his chest seemed to sense Green's request. A warm current seemed to flow through his body, and he quickly adapted to the temperature.

Soon, the man named Madwushu told his men to do what the man told him to do.

He came to Green's cell. He would test whether Green had the qualifications to be an important part of the mission. He just took a cold look and left.

He said nothing, but soon a shadow hand came behind him to distribute limited food and water to each cage.

A piece of black bread and a bowl of paste made of something unknown, with vegetable leaves floating on it, and a small piece of smoked fish.

For the growing children, this was just enough for one person to eat.

The children who had been hungry all day suddenly had bright eyes, and they scrambled to grab everything they could hold and eat.

"That's mine!! Don't grab it!"

"Nonsense, it's mine!!"

The children fought over the food. Although everyone was exhausted from hunger and long-term malnutrition, their eyes were full of desire and excitement for survival, until the bowl of thick soup spilled on the ground due to the fight, and the conflict escalated again.

"...It's all your fault!! "The only source of drinking water was cut off, and the children fought each other, completely forgetting that they had been snuggling together for warmth.

Although Green didn't want to join the melee, the room was so small that there was no place to seek peace. Even if he had moved his butt to the corner of the cell, he was still elbowed in the face by a blind child.

Unbearable...

"Go away and fight!! "Green gathered all his strength and kicked the blind child into the crowd with the most violent dispute.

The children looked at Green, who was taller than them, in silence. He was well-nourished and obviously had a good family background. The muscles on his arms were still visible, which showed that he was not easy to deal with. No one wanted to offend this tough guy. The cell suddenly became quiet. Only a few children occasionally quarreled, and the food was quickly eaten up by them.

Green leaned against the wall and looked at the children coldly. He knew that this was a world where the weak were the prey of the strong. If he was not strong enough, he would be bullied.

At this time, Green noticed that there was another child in the corner who did not participate in the fight for food. He walked over and found that it was a boy who looked thinner than the other children.

He was a little pale, but he still had a desire for food, but he no longer had the strength to fight for it. His lips were cracked and he swallowed his saliva. There seemed to be a deep despair in his eyes.

Green walked to Tom and squatted down. He took out a small piece of wheat bread that had been stored in the space from his waist pocket and handed it to him. The boy looked at Green in surprise, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Eat it, you seem to need it more than I do." Green's voice was calm and powerful, even though the other cages were still in chaos.

The boy hesitated, then took the bread, his eyes moistened, and he whispered, "Thank you."

The other children were afraid of Green's sturdiness and murderous aura, and no one dared to snatch the bread, even though they were surprised that Green still had food on him.

"What's your name?"

As soon as Green opened his mouth, the other children in the same cage looked at each other in surprise, because his accent was heavily in the Jodah dialect.

"... Hanks."

The boy answered while wolfing down, and soon ate all the bread into his stomach. He seemed to be choking a little, and there was no water. Green knocked on his back to ease it.

Although Kadi did not tell him what to do with the Madwushu man, Green would not sit and wait for death. He had to understand the situation here. Green's intuition told him that the boy named Hanks seemed to have been here for some time.

"...You don't seem to be a local." Hanks saw Green was lost in thought, and couldn't help but speak.

"...Well, I'm not from here, I was caught by mistake." Green answered.

There was silence in the cage, because they were also children caught by those shadow hands. But... they were all Grant people.

"You have been here for a while, right? Do you know something?" Green asked.

Hanks lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "I don't know the specific situation either, I just know that there is a high probability that we will be sent to be slaves."

Green frowned. How could Kadi go to so much trouble just to send him to be a slave? He couldn't accept such a fate.

"But..." Hanks hesitated.

Green asked anxiously, "But what? Tell me!"

"I heard that if you perform well, you will have the opportunity to become a shadow hand." Hanks' words made Green fall into thought.

Is it the "Shadow Hand Clan" that only serves the Grant royal family? It is said that they specialize in those things that are not allowed to see the light, and their methods can even be comparable to those of the Bakiraka Clan.

This is part of what Green saw in the intelligence. The "Shadow Hand Clan" should only serve Grand Duke Hekun in the capital of the Grand Duchy of Grant. Is he already in the capital of Grant, "Norudkahuati"?

The man named Madwuxiu seemed to be the leader among them, and the identity of the man who looked like a devil seemed easy to guess. The man who was talking to Madwuxiu was none other than the Grand Duke of Grant - Hokun Grant.