LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

The scene before his eyes felt incredibly bizarre, even to Jun Chester. But upon reflection, whether it was the fourth son of the Meskill family or those women dressed in theatrical gowns, they had all been trapped here for at least a decade! Their actions were somewhat unorthodox, to say the least. Jun Chester, however, showed no signs of disgust. Instead, he turned his gaze towards Veronica Rice, who was still kneeling on the ground.

With a soft command, he said, “Rise, too.” Veronica Rice’s shoulders trembled, bowing her head once again. “I humbly thank Jun the Accursed for his mercy,” she uttered softly. Carefully, Veronica Rice stood up from the ground. Jun Chester inquired, “I heard from Darcy that beneath the Cutting Deer Forest, many people are also trapped there. Is that true?” Without any hesitation, Veronica Rice replied, “Indeed.”

Jun Chester’s expression turned cold as he sternly ordered, “Take me there.” Veronica Rice led Jun Chester to the first floor of the bamboo building and opened a hidden door. Inside was a staircase leading underground. After descending for about two minutes, they reached an iron door. Veronica Rice opened it once more, and the sight before Jun Chester made his blood boil.

It was a space the size of a football field, with iron cages one after another coming into view. Each cage was about ten square meters in area, detaining a single woman. They were not only bound by iron chains but were also positioned in front of a stone trough containing some food. Clearly, they were treated by Darcy as pigs and dogs. These stunning women looked like lifeless shells, hanging from iron chains, their eyes hollow.

Even upon seeing Jun Chester entering, they showed no emotional reaction. It was evident they had lost all hope. Their gazes towards Jun Chester held no hint of surprise. As Jun Chester scanned the football-sized space, he noticed over three hundred women were imprisoned here! Just then, Veronica Rice shakily explained, “These people are all the ‘spoils’ of Darcy, closely related to the Chester’s ancient clan.”

Jun Chester coldly voiced, “Are they all from the Chester’s ancient clan?” Veronica Rice shook her head. “No, they come from various martial forces in the martial world that once supported the Chester’s ancient clan in conquering the Five Emperors Island.” She added, “After the Chester’s ancient clan lost a battle years ago, Darcy took charge of settling scores with those martial forces that supported them. These women are just one of the batches captured by Darcy. Though they possess some martial prowess, according to Darcy, they are not worthy of being imprisoned in the Cutting Deer Forest’s dungeon and are kept here instead.”

Jun Chester clenched his fists tightly, silently moving towards one of the iron cages. Ripping the iron door open, he broke the iron chains binding the woman’s limbs. Jun Chester then removed his coat and draped it over the woman. The woman looked bewildered. Jun Chester spoke in a low voice, “You are free, and everyone else here is too.” Free? The woman’s expression still held confusion.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Just then, led by the fourth son of the Meskill family, the women who had been waiting outside arrived. They brought not only keys to unlock the iron cages but also many clothes. Following this, all the over three hundred stunning women regained their freedom. About an hour later, these women all left the place. As the sunlight fell on them outside, without exception, they all burst into tears.

Upon seeing Darcy suspended from a bamboo tree, they all went into a frenzy, shouting uncontrollably. They began to riot. Some had already begun searching for weapons! In this atmosphere, pieces of flesh from Darcy’s body began to fall off one by one. In less than ten minutes, Darcy was not only tortured to death but… there was no trace left of her! Jun Chester stood by, watching, without stopping the women’s actions.

He simply stated, “They need to vent their frustrations.” Strangely enough, from start to finish, not one of them uttered a normal language. Only cries and howls could be heard. Jun Chester asked Veronica Rice in confusion, “Why can’t they speak normally?” Veronica Rice softly responded, “They were all fed with the Soul-Troubling Powder by Darcy before. Not only can they not speak normally, but most of them also struggle to recall their own backgrounds.”

Jun Chester inquired further, “Do you know the specifics of their backgrounds?” Veronica Rice shook her head. “The exact identities and backgrounds of everyone here should have been recorded in a register, which should be kept in the Cutting Deer Forest’s dungeon.” Jun Chester coldly stated, “Take me to the dungeon.”

Veronica Rice hesitated, a complex look on her face. “That is the forbidden land of the Cutting Deer Forest. I have never been down there. Rumor has it that the dungeon’s original name is Dragon’s Well, one of the ninety-nine Dragon Veins in the world, located at least ten thousand feet below the surface!”

Despite her words, Veronica Rice pointed towards the back of the bamboo building’s courtyard stage and added, “The mouth of the Dragon’s Well is just behind the stage. Follow the path behind it for about a mile, and you will reach there.”

With those words, Jun Chester suddenly disappeared from his original spot. The fourth son of the Meskill family followed Jun Chester’s footsteps like a ghost. Soon, the five of them arrived at the Dragon’s Well location. Around the Dragon’s Well were eight dragon pillars taller than bamboo trees by several feet! Carved into these pillars were lifelike stone dragons. Each massive dragon head looked down at the central well of the Dragon’s Well.

Inside each dragon mouth sat an old man! Not one of them had eyeballs in their eye sockets! Furthermore, it seemed they had completely lost their sense of hearing. They seemed to sense the arrival of someone through a different means, like hair-raising whispers. However, these eight old men could still speak.

The eight pairs of dark eye sockets were all turned towards Jun Chester on the ground. The eight old men spoke in unison, “This is the forbidden land of the Cutting Deer Forest. Only Darcy may enter. All others must leave immediately!” The commanding tone was thunderous. As their voices faded, eight cold, slender iron chains converged towards Jun Chester.