Prison

Under the starry sky of the Prison, at the docks of Castleton Harbour,

Some people were still busy at the docks at night.

Everyone was used to the occasional shouts coming from the ships.

Whether it was playful banter or reprimands, such matters were not within the scope of the Elf Patrol Guards' security affairs and there were no regulations prohibiting sailors from shouting on the Great Sea Ships.

If it really caused a very bad impact on the docks, the most they would do is drive them away from the port.

With a Great Sea Ship like this docked at the pier, sailors would come ashore every day to buy a large amount of supplies. Which of the Castleton Elves who relied on the port docks for a living wouldn't like that?

As for those noisy commotions, wouldn't they just turn their heads away and not hear them?

Some sailors' heads poked out from the ship's side.

Everyone laughed when they saw the two Elves hanging on the anti-fall net with some fishhooks.

Obviously, everyone was used to this scene. No one was furious, there was no scolding, and no one was beating them with long poles.

Everyone hurriedly pulled Jasper and Roy out of the fishing net onto the deck. As long as the two didn't shout loudly for help, the sailors had no intention of attacking.

Roy was entangled in the fishing net, which was covered with countless small fishhooks. Many of the fishhooks pierced his clothes and stuck into his flesh as Roy struggled restlessly. Every struggle would tear at his flesh... causing sharp pain.

Although he groaned in pain, he tried his best to keep his mouth shut and didn't shout.

Jasper next to him wasn't so lucky. He had just laid in the fishing net and started shouting for help when a sailor directly poked him in the abdomen with a five-meter-long wooden pole. Now his whole body was arched like a shrimp, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Some sailors helped them untangle the fishing net, but they didn't care if it hurt or not. They pinched the small fishhooks and pulled them out in the opposite direction with practiced movements...

Jasper cried out in pain again and again.

Fortunately, Jasper wasn't stupid enough to sit on the deck and shout for help.

Even if the Patrol Guards could hear him, the two of them would probably be killed directly by these sailors.

They were a group of ruthless pirates.

Roy sat on the deck with a face full of blood. After the fishing net tied around him was untied, the sailors took away all his belongings and tied his hands and feet with hemp rope.

Roy felt that he was probably doomed after falling into the hands of this group of pirates...

As the fear of death lingered in his heart, that feeling made him weak all over. He felt that his feet couldn't stand up.

His heart also began to beat rapidly, and even his breathing became rapid. He regretted that he hadn't been able to enjoy life in this world before he was about to die in the hands of these pirates. He felt regret and remorse.

Lights lit up in Castleton Harbour.

He glanced at Brown Street from afar, regretting that he couldn't say a formal goodbye to Ms. Belinda.

Thinking that he was about to be sunk into the Great Sea, the seaside noble manor next to the port dock was lit with brilliant lights, and there was a faint sound of piano music...

Roy regretted coming to this world, not even having the chance to hold hands with a soft Elf girl and stroll around the streets together.

The burly body of the Second Mate blocked the lights on the ship as he squatted in front of the two, his huge shadow looming over them.

He turned his head to look at Roy, then pinched Jasper's chin and lifted his head:

"I told you, it's best not to wander around and look around. Now look... it's really troublesome! I thought Elves would be smarter."

The Second Mate thought Roy was just a sidekick, and didn't even bother to look at him since he was lying obediently on the deck.

The two were tightly bound hand and foot.

Roy thought he would have his throat cut, stones tied to his feet, and be thrown directly into the sea. He didn't expect the Second Mate to say at this time: "Lock them in the bottom hold, tie them up tightly, and be careful not to let them escape."

Four burly sailors picked up the two by their heads and feet and walked down the stairs to the deck below.

Roy carefully counted, and there were actually three floors below the deck of this Great Sea Ship...

There should be a sealed cabin at the very bottom, but the corridor on the second floor of the cabin had seawater almost up to his thighs. The four sailors were almost wading through the corridor.

Opening the cabin door in front, the bottom hold also had waist-deep seawater. There was no light around, and he could only smell a strong fishy smell, and the air in the bottom hold was very turbid.

Before Roy could observe carefully, he was rudely thrown into the seawater in the bottom hold by two sailors.

Roy's body was covered with small wounds from the fishhooks, and he fell into the seawater, causing him to howl in pain...

The two sailors hurriedly fished Roy out of the sea. One of them, whose arm was almost as thick as Roy's thigh, raised a palm, but was grabbed by his companion.

The two said a few words that Roy couldn't understand...

"Don't hit his mouth, we still need to take them out to sea. Nerev needs them to purify the resentful spirits on the ship."

"Then stuff his mouth!"

"Use their socks..."

"Hahaha..."

So Jasper and Roy, these two unlucky guys, had their boots taken off by the four sailors, their socks pulled out, wadded up, and stuffed back into their mouths. Then, a bandage was tied over their mouths to prevent them from spitting the socks out.

Even the bandage was taken from Roy's arm...

Afterward, the two were hung like pork from iron hooks hanging from the main keel deck. They were suspended in the hold like this, their thighs submerged in seawater.

After confirming that the two were tied securely, the four sailors waded around the hold, then left...

As the hatch door slammed shut in the half-submerged water, the entire hold was plunged into darkness once more.

Actually, when he was being hoisted up, Roy realized that he and Jasper weren't the only ones locked in this hold. There were faint sounds of breathing, gasping, groaning, and weeping...

The sound of the hatch closing seemed to be the signal for all the sounds to begin.

Roy even heard the sound of splashing water. He endured the pain and struggled to move, turning his body half a circle while hanging on the hook.

Although there wasn't a single ray of light in the hold, he had Holy Light. When he channeled Holy Light into his palm, a ball of light immediately illuminated the hold, which was half-filled with seawater.

Jasper was hanging not far from him. The iron hook was hanging from a keel in the center of the ship, hooked onto the rope between their hands. This would make the rope tighter and harder to break free from.

Roy and Jasper's legs were submerged in the somewhat fishy and foul-smelling seawater. Jasper had been beaten up by the sailors on deck. When the sailors dragged him onto the deck from the fishing net, they had also used a pole to heavily poke his lower abdomen. Now he was in a sorry state, his right eye was swollen, and his face was stained with blood.

Then Roy looked towards the back of the hold and discovered that there were actually many Naga mermaids hanging in the hold.

These Naga mermaids were much longer than Roy and Jasper, thanks to their beautiful fishtails. So their hands were tied and hung on iron hooks, and their bodies below the waist were submerged in water, which at least allowed them to avoid dying of dehydration.

There were at least a hundred Naga mermaids tied up in the entire hold, and almost all of them were young mermaid ladies, covered in a layer of light blue scales. The scales on their shoulders, upper arms, and ribs were the clearest, while their chests and abdomens appeared exceptionally white and delicate.

Naga mermaids were similar to elves. Due to their bloodline talent, Naga mermaid girls all had pure faces.

The lines of their abdomens were the most captivating, paired with their streamlined fishtails below.

Roy almost shouted, 'Nami!'

Of course, his mouth was stuffed with socks.

In stark contrast to the ugliness of the Naga men, the appearance of the Naga mermaid girls was almost always online. This was probably the main reason why slavers risked going to sea to capture them.

The bottom of the hold was about half-filled with seawater. The Naga mermaids' hands were tied behind their backs with ropes, and collars and chains hung from the ceiling.

Their situation was much worse than Roy's and Jasper's.

The hold was filled with the smell of rot and fish, and there was a constant sound of gentle splashing.

The Naga mermaids were also surprised to see Roy and Jasper hanging in the hold...

However, Roy soon realized that the Naga mermaids were in a very bad state. Some were completely unconscious, some had very weak breaths and looked like they were dying, and some were warily staring at the two of them.

Especially when Roy's palm lit up with a Holy Light, some Naga mermaids were so shy that they wanted to bury their heads in the water, while others stared at the light with awe.

Roy was a little dumbfounded and quickly dimmed the Holy Light in his palm.

Only now did Jasper and Roy realize that this Great Sea Ship was indeed a slave ship.

However, there were no elves on board, only Naga mermaids.

And it was no wonder that the Naga Assassin appeared on the beach at Castleton Harbour and specifically assassinated human sailors...

Roy suddenly thought of something. The Naga Assassin had now infiltrated the sea ship and was in the storage room behind the kitchen on the first deck.

Having socks stuffed in his mouth made it difficult for him to breathe.

There wasn't a place on his body that didn't hurt. His hands were hung up by iron hooks. At first, he didn't feel anything, but after being hung for a quarter of an hour, Roy finally knew that this was not a pleasant experience.

The muscles in his arms began to ache and spasm, but if he didn't exert himself, the joints in his arms felt like they were about to break.

Roy felt like the ligaments in his arms were completely torn. If he wasn't taken down from the iron hooks in time, both arms would be completely ruined.

Roy tried to struggle, but unfortunately, he couldn't break free...

Just then, a rattling sound came from the door of the bottom hold, as if someone was prying open the large lock on the hatch.

Before long, there was a crash, and the iron lock and chains all fell into the water.

Then the hatch was pushed open by a large, scaled hand, and a familiar figure slipped into the bottom hold. Roy saw him clearly as he entered—it was the Naga Assassin he had met on the street that morning