Chapter 225: At the Temple (1)
"Come on. Get on your feet!"
Hex heard one of the guards growl as he opened the door of his cell. Hex stood up and stretched.
"Get over here."
The guard pulled him by his clothes and dragged him out of the cell. Hex didn’t resist nor showed any displeasure on his face.
He descended the steep ladder on the side of the wall and joined the others in the middle of the hall. Hex noticed that all the prisoners looked well-fed and relaxed. Some even cracked jokes with each other.
’They expect to be used as labor. They don’t know what their fate will be.’ Hex almost sighed but then thought further. ’Ah...even I don’t know what they are used for. But I doubt it will be something pleasant.’
The guard barked at them but so far they restrained from using force on them. Hex didn’t think it came out of the goodness of their hearts. Rather, they treated the prisoners as vulnerable valuables. They feared damaging the goods.
They filed outside and followed through the darkness. He observed the others around him. The guards looked tense while the prisoners looked nervous and curious. The darkness concealed a lot. But the outline of the fallen buildings and empty alleys drew the curiosity of the prisoners.
Hex’s senses tingled crazily the closer they got to the Temple. The number of guards increased immensely. He sensed fewer Knights and more Refined Knights around the Temple. He expected this but something felt off.
’Are there more Refined Knights tonight compared to last night?’
Hex doubted his memory at first. But as he climbed the stairs, his doubts turned into certainty. ’Is this normal for such nights?’