When I woke up, I was no longer in the inn.
My head was dizzy and aching, and I smelled something moldy on my nose. Gu You sat up and saw himself in a dark, damp little room with no Windows and only a wooden door that looked very heavy.
He was still dressed in his white robe, but the damp floor had smeared many ugly stains on it.
"Where am I?"
He stood up against the cold stone wall, his head still aching.
He walked slowly to the door, pounding the thick wooden door with his fist and Shouting, "Why are you grabbing me? Why?"
With just a few shouts, he had no strength left. He was hungry and his throat was dry and hoarse. He shook his head helplessly and sat down slowly against the door. The air in the house seemed to have weight.
I don't know how long it was before a few soft sounds came from the wooden door. Then a small door, a foot wide, was opened beneath it, and a broken bowl of coarse rice was pushed in by one hand.
Gu You, as if grasping a lifeline, quickly crouched down and shouted, "Let me out. Why are you grabbing me?"
"I don't know life!" After a hoarse voice, the small door was slammed shut. Gu You's deep voice was shut back into the damp, narrow room.
It was the same for several days when someone came to deliver food at regular intervals, but said nothing but "I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Gu You had no choice but to sit in the corner all the time. When he was bored, he would take out a black stone and look at it for a while. When he was sleepy, he would fall asleep on the spot.
Time had lost all meaning to him, for the room was always dim and there was no distinction between day and night. He tried to break the wooden door with his own strength, but each time he ended up exhausted. So he just lived in a daze, letting fate take its course.
One day, the door was opened from the outside.
He was crouching in the corner praying, "God, please save me..."
The wooden door opened slowly, and then he heard the voice of the prison slave: "God will save you? What a joke!"
Gu You looked out of the door. The prison slave was still wearing a clean long robe. And behind her were several knights. The regimental commander was among them.
"Why catch me?" Gu You said feebly.
The prisoner took a step into the room and was about to speak when he realized he almost forgot that there were several people following him. She ordered the knights behind her, "You go down first."
"Miss Prison Slave, let us stay to protect you." Commendatore said.
Protection? Gu You gave a cold laugh. How could he just want to protect the prison slave?
Commendatore clearly heard Gu You's sneer, his fists clenched with a clucking sound. But under the pressure of the prison slave being here, it was not possible to have an outburst. The tone of the prisoner was still icy cold: "I said, you go down first. Today I need a quiet environment to interrogate the real killer of the Red-robed bishop.
Try it. Anyway I didn't kill it. No matter how much you try it, I won't admit it. Gu You thought, glancing aside.
"Yes, Miss Prison slave." The knights bowed and then turned away. Their figures vanished at the end of the darkness, and their footsteps echoed in place.
The prisoner entered the room and closed the door casually.
"You believe in theism?" She asked.
Gu You thought she would be going straight to the point by asking him if he had killed that bishop, but instead she asked a seemingly insignificant question. Gu replied lazily, "The young man in the white robe says that God can save us."
The prisoner nodded. "Then, do you know the bishop in the red robe?"
"No."
The prisoner quieted down and stared at Gu You's profile, saying, "You are not the murderer of the bishop."
Finally, a human word was heard. Gu You thought.
"Don't want to hear why I judge this way?" The prisoner asked again.
I don't want to hear anything that has nothing to do with me. As long as you know that the bishop wasn't killed by me, that's fine. While thinking this way, Gu You, out of his own surprise, echoed with a question: "Why?"
"Because I have examined the bishop's body, he was killed by the sorcerer. The lightsaber pierced his heart in an instant."
Gu You pondered over the prisoner's words, still not knowing what she was talking about. He decided to give up understanding the profound things and cleverly changed the topic: "But they - that is, the knights - every time they see me, they say I killed the Red-robed bishop."
"It can't be all their fault, for they'll be punished if they can't find the murderer of the bishop. So they went to extremes, thinking that as long as they caught one person, they could take the place of the murderer and send him to the execution platform."
What a crappy logic, and even more crappy is that they themselves are the ultimate victims of this logic. Gu You listened to the prison slave as if she were not with the knights. He asked, "What about you?" Will you be punished too?"
"That's not what you should ask." The cold voice of the prison slave was like a bucket of cold water that dampened the enthusiasm that had just risen in Gu You's heart. The room was once again enveloped by a deathly silence. Gu You did not want to speak any more. He had thought that the prison slave would have a much better temper than the knights, but he did not expect that she was also an ice jar.
After a long while, Gu You finally held on until victory, and the prison slave spoke first: "Answer honestly, who are you?"
"I don't know either." She didn't know if she understood the answer, but he really didn't know who he was, and that was the truth.
"Who are you?" The prisoner asked again.
"I don't know. I really don't know." The truth was that the prison slave had asked twice in a row, which made Gu You speak with a hint of thief's guilt. He knew that he couldn't tell her all that he had no memory of. Of course, he couldn't hand over the black stone with his name engraved on it. No one knows whether the people who secretly summoned and assassinated those who possessed such stones were in the same group as the Knight of Light.
"Well, I don't have much patience. As I said, I won't interrogate or torture you in the first few days, and I won't be able to control what my men do in the rest of the days." After saying this, the prisoner turned and pushed open the wooden door. She had thought she could make Gu You confess by threatening him, but it was obvious that the criminal's heart was hard enough, and she had gone a long way without hearing his plea for mercy.
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I don't know how long I slept, and perhaps another day passed.
A few faint footsteps were heard outside the wooden door. Gu You knew that the torturer had come. The knights whom he had wounded came to take revenge. He stood up and tried his fist, but his arm had no strength. Besides, in such a small room, he was unarmed and had little chance of winning. I could only pray in silence, hoping that not too many of them would come.
The sound of iron bolts came from outside the door. Then a small window opened above the door and a cold helmet appeared outside it - the standard helmet face of a rider.
"You, come here." The voice coming in through the small window was somewhat odd and somewhat familiar.
"Are you calling me?" Gu You didn't want to respond to him.
The other person was silent for two seconds and then said, "Is there anyone else here besides you?" Come here quickly!"
Gu You stood up, thinking that if he didn't go over, his hearing would have to endure that strange, shrill tone. He walked slowly, always on guard against a surprise attack. But there was no surprise attack. It was not until Gu You reached the door that the mouth in his helmet spoke again: "Ask you a few questions."
Ask whatever, I don't know who I am anyway. Gu You snorted.
"First question, are you comfortable staying?"
Gu You glanced at his helmet and wondered, what is this question?
"Answer quickly, are you comfortable staying?"
"Comfortable." Gu You said softly, "The person interrogating me is probably a lunatic."
"Second question, what kind of meat do you like to eat?"
"Whatever."
"Whatever, then beef. Third question: Do you prefer braised beef or clear stewed beef?" The other person continued to ask.
Gu You turned his face to one side and thought, if you ask three more questions, I'll punch you in the head. "Braised."
"Really? But I've heard that braised beef is not very nutritious. The fourth question. You should be quite clear about this question. How much is the room rate for a day?"
Gu You clenched his fist. "I don't know, but I gave the clerk two red magic crystals and was caught here by you bastards in less than two hours."
"Oh my God! Didn't I tell you to save your money?" The other roared.
Gu You turned his head to look at the helmet, not knowing what he was saying.
The helmet was taken off by one hand, revealing the familiar face - Lian Wu. Lianwu said excitedly, "Two red magic crystals, what did you take them for and give them all at once? Do you know how hard it is to make money in this world? Two, that's Red Magic crystal!"
Hey, why are you here? Gu You smiled wryly.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have given you so much. Two red magic crystals were given to someone and they were caught and imprisoned." Lianwu continued to shout and scream.
"Stop talking, can you let me out?" "Gu You said.
"Let it go, of course let it go. I came to let you go anyway." When Lian Wu finished speaking, he opened the door. Gu You saw that he was dressed in full knight armor. "I knocked over a knight, put on his armor," said Lianwu. Then, come here easily. I really don't understand why I came to save you. I had my eye on a client, but I heard from passers-by that the murderer of the Red Robe Bishop had been caught, a young man with white hair..."
"Stop talking for now. I'll listen to you slowly when we get out." Gu You interrupted Lian Wu.
Lian Wu handed Gu You a suit of armor and said, "Put it on first. I don't want us to kill out. Put on this suit of armor, not only can you move freely in the prison, but you can also steal a horse outside the prison.
"Well thought out." Gu You smiled faintly and tapped Lian Wu's shoulder with his fist.