With a slight smile on his face, Evan walked over to Aron's corpse, and took off his long black coat.
"Well, at least sothing." Evan changed his clothes and looked exactly like the warden.
After Aron had been killed, a huge number of slaves began to run out of the canteen and attack the guards.
Watching this scene, Evan smiled broadly and thought to himself:
Shaking off the dust Evan walked out of the already empty room, skirting the lying corpses of the guards.
Evan wanted to get out of this perilous place and head for the nearest town. He needed to figure out where he should go next. But he had one more unfinished business.
...
He walked down a dark corridor, lit only by a pair of dim torches. Evan muttered quietly: "Trevor, this will be the price I pay for occupying your body."
Evan headed toward the head of the prison.
From the mories of the previous owner of the body, Evan learned that the head of the prison was the reason Trevor beca a slave. And the reason was insanely idiotic.
The na of the prison`s head was Abigail Whitehead. She turned Trevor into a slave, only because he did not kneel down at the sight of her. Moreover, she killed his entire family. She was an incredibly cruel and selfish woman.
No one could help Trevor. Because Abigail was a noblewoman and her family was very powerful.
Trevor's hotown belonged to her family. And this prison, where she could do as she pleased was Abigail's property, too. Besides being from a noble family, Abigail was also very powerful. Trevor couldn't even get close to her.
Evan despised rules with all his soul. He hated it even more when people obeyed them without question. But to bitches like Abigail, he had no good feelings.
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