Dak Dak Dak Dak!
The footsteps arrived in front of Kieran's cell.
Kak!
As the key was turned, the heavy cell door was opened from the outside with a squeak.
The light from the torches shone into the cell, causing Kieran to squint his eyes.
There were three of them.
The one with the torch was very respectful and had a key in his hand. He should be from the prison, but his face was clean and his clothes were clean.
"Warden? Warden? "
Kieran tried to guess who he was.
As for the two people standing beside him, their identities were much easier to identify.
One of them was wearing dark blue armor with a long sword at his waist. He had a serious look on his face and a sense of killing intent.
The guard's identity was unquestionable.
The other one was dressed lavishly. His waist and sleeves were all wrapped in black silk. He had a white wig and brown fake eyebrows. A handkerchief was covering his mouth and nose, preventing Kieran from identifying his face. All he could see was a thick layer of makeup.
This man was obviously the soldier and guard's target.
"Damn this place!
If it wasn't for the importance of this place, I wouldn't have stepped foot in here! "
The lavishly dressed man complained.
His voice was supposed to be rough, but because he was pinching his throat, it became a little high-pitched, which made people feel uncomfortable after listening to it. It felt artificial.
"My lord, you are here for the family's honor. His Highness will understand your efforts!"
The man whom Kieran guessed to be the warden was smiling in a servile manner.
However, when he turned around and looked at Kieran, his face was filled with ferocity.
"My lord, this is the youngest son of the Grand Duke, Morko's Eagle, the powerful swordsman, Reedrall!
Hurry up and tell this lord the whereabouts of the 'Legacy' that you have hidden! "
The man was kicking Kieran as he spoke.
He was not worried that Kieran would fight back since he was shackled.
He even kicked Kieran more fiercely in order to show off his bravery in front of the so-called 'Morko's Eagle'.
To Kieran, it was not even painful or ticklish.
Even though the other party appeared to be very ferocious.
However, to Kieran, that strength was still pitifully small.
As the three of them entered the room, Kieran's attention was focused on the so-called Morko Eagle.
The thought of 'kidnapping the other party as a hostage' appeared in his mind.
Especially after knowing the other party's identity, the thought grew even stronger.
The youngest son of Grand Duke Morko.
Without a doubt, it was an identity that was enough to make people hesitate in taking action.
However, it wasn't easy to achieve this.
The other party had a powerful guard, so he had to succeed in one strike.
He didn't get a second chance.
Therefore, Kieran secretly moved his hands and feet.
As for the evaluation of him as a 'strong swordsman'?
That was completely flattery.
Whoever took it seriously was a fool.
Kieran had never seen a swordsman without a sword.
On top of that, the moment he had entered the cell, his whole body had been loose. There were no signs of training on him at all.
If this kind of person was a 'strong swordsman', Kieran could call himself a 'Sword Saint', even though he didn't know how to use a sword.
"Tell me! Tell me!
"Hurry up and tell me, where did you hide the inheritance?"
The Warden urged Kieran repeatedly. Of course, he did not stop kicking Kieran.
He was panting a little.
Reedrall, the youngest son of Grand Duke Morko, was still covering his nose and mouth with his handkerchief, looking at Kieran arrogantly.
He was waiting for Kieran's answer.
He seemed to be confident that Kieran would tell him everything if things went on like this.
When the accident happened, the youngest son of Grand Duke Morko was shocked and in disbelief.
Reedrall looked down at the sword that had pierced through his chest. The handkerchief that was covering his nose and mouth fell to the ground, revealing his wide open mouth.
"Ugh …"
The Eagle of Morko Principality wanted to say something, but nothing came out of his mouth in the end.
His whole body collapsed to the ground, and there was no more sound.
He looked like a little chick that had been squashed to death.
"Ah!"
The warden was shocked by the scene. He wanted to scream out loud, but the guard covered his mouth with his hand.
However, his mouth was gagged by the guard, and the dagger in the guard's hand directly pierced into the warden's chest, crushing his heart.
Puk!
The dagger was pulled out with a splash of blood.
The guard did not dodge, allowing the blood to splash on his body.
He turned around and pulled the sword out of Reedrall's chest. He looked at Kieran with a murderous gaze.
He had no intention of talking.
The guard was aiming for Kieran's throat.
Kieran was dumbfounded when he saw the longsword aimed at his throat.
It wasn't because of the attack.
It was because of Kieran's quick killing.
As a matter of fact, Kieran had been ready to take Reedrall hostage.
However, before he could do anything, Reedrall was stabbed to death by his own guard.
"What happened?"
Kieran asked himself.
Although he had doubts in his heart, Kieran's movements were not slow at all.
The shackles that had been on Reedrall's hands flew up and blocked the tip of the sword.
Dang!
The tip of the sword hit the shackles, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
The killing intent on the guard's face froze as his sword was blocked. Just like Reedrall, who didn't understand how Kieran had been able to break free from the shackles, the guard also didn't understand how Kieran had been able to break free from the shackles.
Unlike Reedrall's incompetence, though, the guard's first strike had failed. He quickly twisted his wrist and shifted his sword, aiming for Kieran's chest again.
The guard's swordsmanship was quite good.
However, it did not change the outcome.
Pak!
Kieran dodged the stab and lifted his leg to kick the man's hand that was holding the sword, followed by another kick to the man's chest.
Bang!
The guard was sent crashing into the wall behind him.
Kieran raised his hand and grabbed the falling sword, pointing the tip at the man.
"Don't move!
You are … "
Kieran shouted, ready to ask for more information.
He had too many questions.
However, before Kieran could finish, a trickle of black blood flowed out from the guard's mouth, and his face lost all its luster.
"What?!"
Kieran was stunned.
In order to get more information, Kieran had held back when he kicked the guard.
The guard would not have died.
With doubts in his heart, Kieran went closer to check the guard's body.
However, when he got closer, a pungent smell assaulted his nose.
"Poison?"
Kieran did not need Master Level [Medical and Medicinal Knowledge] to identify it. He already knew what it was.
The guard had committed suicide by consuming poison.
After confirming that he would not succeed, he had killed himself in order to avoid being captured. Such a person …
"A loyalist!"
The word popped up in Kieran's mind.
Other than a loyalist, Kieran could not think of anyone else.
"A loyalist became the guard of the Grand Duke's youngest son …
And he chose to assassinate him at such a time … "
Kieran went into deep thought.
Some bad guesses popped up in Kieran's mind.
He knew the three of them were in trouble.
The difficulty of the main mission [Escape from Morko Principality] had increased by more than a little.
"I need to find Lawless and Hanses as soon as possible!"
Kieran picked up the dagger and the key beside him and quickly left the cell.
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