Chapter 2 Extremely Dangerous Prisoners
In Herbert’s eyes, the other party’s layout was crude, and all their actions revealed a sense of arrogance, which anyone with a discerning eye could see.

Who was the mastermind behind this? Did the princess know about it? Was anyone in Albert’s family involved?
Herbert had no doubt that as long as he returned to the royal capital, these questions would definitely be answered through clues.

Because the other party doesn’t seem to bother to hide it at all.

But…why go back?
Herbert was in no hurry to go back and find the murderer to clear his name.

Those things that once seemed so important to the innocent boy no longer have any meaning to him now.

He doesn’t care.

Now that we have come to a supernatural world with magic and gods, do we still have to be entangled in the bloody family ethics drama among the nobles of the kingdom?

That’s… too pathetic.

The revenge dramas favored by the old Chinese are not as complicated as the honor duels in Western stories.

Practice, become stronger, then go back and give a loud slap to everyone involved, and all problems will be solved.

It’s that simple.

There is nothing in this world that a Dou can’t solve.

If one is not enough, then two.

If that’s not enough, then hit until you’re enough.

If you act roughly and perfunctorily, I will be more brutal and arrogant than you.

The Misty Monastery, which has existed for thousands of years, is the oldest monastery in the entire southern continent and preserves the complete system of Paladin heritage.

Normally, not everyone is qualified to come here, let alone become one of them.

Now that Herbert has come here, he will not miss this precious opportunity and must get this inheritance.

“However, even if we talk about it, it may not be that easy to actually obtain the inheritance.”

Perhaps they wanted to discourage the noble disciples, or perhaps someone was trying to make things difficult for them, but the monastery’s higher-ups assigned Herbert a very difficult task – educating the prisoners.

The Misty Monastery has a special status and does not imprison ordinary human pagans. All prisoners who are qualified to be imprisoned here are extremely dangerous and powerful aliens!
The sirens that destroyed several ports, the dragons that destroyed several towns, the fallen elves that massacred thousands of people, the demons that instigated slave riots, the devils that planned a royal massacre… each of them is a rare talent.

For these beings, ordinary torture is meaningless, and only a long period of time can consume their will, so the position of warden had been vacant for a long time before Herbert arrived.

Herbert had already made a preliminary inspection yesterday under the personal leadership of the Archbishop and had a preliminary impression of each prisoner.

The prisoners had different temperaments. Most of them chose to ignore his arrival. Some were willing to communicate but their attitudes were indifferent, as if they were just chatting casually to pass the time.

Several other prisoners expressed their “enthusiasm” towards him, the long-lost warden, and each of them used verbal aggressiveness to the extreme.

Thinking back to yesterday’s events, Herbert couldn’t help but sigh. If he wanted to inherit the legacy by educating these guys, it would probably take some effort.

“Hey! Boy, you’ve been sighing there for a long time, are you done yet?”

A mocking voice sounded behind him, and the evil being in the cage sneered at Herbert’s weakness.

“It’s only been one day and you’re already scared? Do you want to go home crying to your mom? Ahahahaha!”

“If you’re scared, just get out of here!”

To be fair, the woman’s voice is not unpleasant, it can even be described as hoarse and magnetic, and has a unique charm.

But the vulgar particles used as commas in it destroy the beauty and make the whole paragraph extremely harsh.

Herbert curled his lips and looked back at the tall woman whose face was covered by messy red hair like dead grass. Although she looked like a homeless person who would randomly appear on the streets of a certain Western University, that was just an external disguise.

The true identity of this person is actually an evil dragon who once destroyed four cities with a population of tens of thousands with his dragon breath, and was eventually suppressed by the Archbishop of the Mist himself!

[Rager], [Ashes of Calamity], [Devil’s Flame] – Valentina Devil’s Flame

Seeing that Herbert was not scared away and dared to turn around and look at her, Valentina seemed to be in high spirits. She grinned and whistled at him. “Boy, do you want to consider my previous suggestion again?”

“If you let me out, not only will I not kill you, I will also help you get justice. How about that? Haha, kill all those people! All of them!”

Valentina’s red eyes, like lava, lit up, and her vertical pupils burned with a soul-shaking murderous intent.

She continued to use inflammatory words to seduce Herbert, trying to arouse his anger and remind him of the humiliation he had suffered in those days.

“Kill all those who deceived you and humiliated you!”

“After all, you don’t want to stay in this dark place forever, right?”

Herbert had been listening silently during this time, occasionally lowering his head in deep thought, as if he was touched.

Just when Valentina thought Herbert had been persuaded by her, he suddenly said:

“I say, have you not eaten for a long time?”

“Ok?”

Miss Dragon was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to her senses, curled her lips in disdain, and mocked:
“Why, you want to tempt me with food? Haha, do you think I would care about that kind of thing?”

That’s it?

You’re tempting me with this?

Who can’t resist such temptation!
Who are you looking down on?
But Herbert laughed at this time and said seriously: “No, I just want to tell you that I’m going to eat a hot meal.”

“Ok??”

Then, without giving Valentina a chance to continue, Herbert strode out with the lantern in hand, muttering:

“Steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose…”

“Um???”

Realizing that she had been fooled, Valentina stood up angrily and sprayed Herbert’s back.

“You! What the hell do you mean! Get back to me—”

The prison gate suddenly appeared out of nowhere at the corner, and Herbert pushed it open and walked in.

Bang!
The huge door closed, instantly isolating all sounds and breath inside.

Herbert staggered, let out a long breath, and shook his head with some difficulty.

He was not afraid of Miss Dragon’s attitude. He had seen it many times in the past at work, and even felt a sense of nostalgia for it.

But the pressure she emanated was really too much for him to handle.

“Tsk… Is this the might of a giant dragon? This is outrageous.”

Yesterday, with the protection of the Archbishop, Herbert didn’t feel anything, but today was different. It was a thrilling experience.

Even though Valentina’s power had been heavily blocked, the aura she exuded was still terrifying, and just the conversation made Herbert feel suffocated.

It took him a while to adjust before he could speak reluctantly. If he stayed any longer, he would be exposed.

Herbert shook his head, feeling that he still had a long way to go.

You know, Valentina was still placed in the outermost position and posed the least threat among all the alien prisoners. It is still unknown how terrifying the guys in the depths would be.

So, how can we tame this dangerous monster?
Awareness is based on emotion, and motivation is based on reason?
Use power to empower them and motivate them with benefits?
Use a big stick to persuade them, and show them the truth?
hiss……

I feel like none of the methods I can think of are very reliable.

(End of this chapter)