"Yes, yes!"
"It's an order from the Warden!"
The jailer, who had just been beaten up, answered with a trembling voice. Directly with,
However, he did not forget to shirk his responsibility.
And what could be more suitable than a dead person?
Gradon didn't care about the trickery in the other party's words. His attention was focused on something else.
"How serious are their injuries?"
He asked.
"The main culprit, Hans, is almost unconscious. If no one treats him, he won't be able to live through the night. However, just now …"
"I know. What about the other two accomplices?"
Gradon interrupted the jailer, as if he didn't want him to say that name.
"One of them was whipped 20 times!"
"The other one, who looked tall, was whipped 50 times!"
The prison guard reported honestly.
Gradon waved his hand when he heard that.
The jailer immediately ran out as if he had been granted amnesty.
However, just as he passed through the door of the prison, a cold light suddenly flashed.
Puff!
The jailer's head flew high into the air, but his body continued to run for another two to three meters before falling heavily to the ground.
"Gradon Knight, you should not be so merciful!
Amidst the gloomy voice, a man with a thin face and long limbs slowly walked in from outside the prison's door.
"That's because of my creed. It makes me understand that my longsword should be facing the enemy!"
"I already told him to leave!"
"Ferlin, you killed him!"
"Are you looking down on my authority?"
Gradon's expression darkened when he saw the man walking in.
"No, no, of course I wouldn't dare!"
"You are the Knight appointed by His Highness to stay behind, and I am just a small consultant. How could I dare to look down on your authority?"
"Isn't that the same as looking down on a Grand Duke?"
"I'm here to help!"
The man named Ferlin said with a sinister smile.
"I can help you catch one of the two 'thieves' that are running away!"
"Although you've guessed their plan, if you just let one of them be, the other one will be too outrageous. This is a blasphemy to His Highness' honor!"
"How is it?"
Ferlin asked.
"Alright!"
Gratton nodded.
Although he knew very well that the other party had appeared here and killed the prison guard, it was definitely not for the sake of silencing him. However, just as the man had said, it would be an insult to the Grand Duke if he allowed the two thieves to continue messing around.
As a Grand Duke Knight, he could not tolerate this.
Of course, some things had to be made clear in advance.
"You're in charge of the one who's causing trouble outside!"
"I want him alive!"
"Furthermore, you are not allowed to interrogate him privately!"
Gradon stated his conditions.
"As you wish!"
Ferlin bowed and disappeared into the shadows.
When the soldiers saw this scene, they all twisted their bodies unnaturally.
On the battlefield, they were the most courageous warriors. Even if they were to face an enemy that was twice or thrice their size, they would not retreat.
However, they were never willing to face Ferlin.
Because they were unable to block the dagger that came from the shadows.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go to the doctor's room!"
"Ferlin is a bastard, but he's on our side!"
Gradon comforted his men.
Then he strode out of the prison.
The Grand Duke hated Ferlin, but he was willing to trust him.
Gradon chose to trust Ferlin as well.
Just like how the soldiers trusted Gradon.
Gradon led his men out of the prison and towards the doctor's room.
As for the second floor?
There was no need for further checks.
Gradon was able to figure out the ins and outs of the matter with just a few guesses.
This made him quicken his pace.
This was because he realized that he seemed to have underestimated these two 'accomplices'.
No, it was not just him.
Instead, everyone had underestimated these two 'accomplices'.
...
Kieran saw that the storeroom was on fire. He quickly threw the torch in his hand towards the ceiling, creating another spot to start the fire.
Before the guards could gather, Kieran quickly climbed up the corridor and hid in the shadows.
Under the cover of the shadows, Kieran could see the blurry castle gate in the distance.
The sudden increase in the number of soldiers made Kieran realize that the prison had been discovered. What was about to happen next would be a very disadvantageous search for them.
Kieran knew he had to divert the attention of the soldiers who were involved in the search and capture.
Otherwise, they would not stand a chance at all.
He was even more convinced when he saw a group of soldiers in leather armor and longbows walk through the courtyard.
It was the Bestowed Unit.
It was a unit made up entirely of Magic Archers.
They were one of the Grand Duke's most elite troops.
Although they were few in number, they had played a crucial role in every battle. Along with the Stronghold Infantry and the Hurricane Knight, they were one of the Grand Duke's three main forces.
Hanses had been part of the Lion Infantry in the previous dungeon.
Hanses had been the one who had told Kieran about the Bestowed Unit.
As a matter of fact, when Kieran saw the Bestowed Unit, he did not need Hanses' information to know how scary they were.
They were equipped with enchanted longbows, leather armors, and boots.
Every single one of their wearers was stronger than a common man.
On top of that, Kieran could tell from their steps and the way they moved forward that these Magic Archers were well-trained. Even during normal times, they maintained sufficient vigilance.
If he had a choice, he would not want to fight them.
The Bestowed Unit should have been at the frontlines though. Their sudden appearance at the Bestowed Unit was a little unusual.
"Is it the Legacy?
Or did something big happen that I don't know about? "
Kieran wondered.
At the same time, he slowly moved in the shadows.
A single warehouse fire was not enough to distract the soldiers, so he had to create more ignition points.
He had already chosen his target.
The hall.
It was an obvious place that would not be guarded by too many soldiers.
This was especially true when the warehouse caught fire.
Everything was as Kieran had expected.
The warehouse fire had attracted most of the soldiers' attention. Along the way, the places that should have been guarded were empty.
Only in some particularly important places would there be one or two people left.
It was a piece of cake for Kieran to avoid the gaze of one or two soldiers.
He walked unimpeded all the way to the shadow outside the auditorium.
However, Kieran stood still in the shadow.
He noticed that something was not right.
The auditorium in front of him was too quiet!
It was as if it was separated from the noise outside and became two different things.
Drip, Drip!
The sound of water droplets falling suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.
Kieran unconsciously looked at the direction of the sound.
Red.
Blood.
Even in the dark, it was extremely dazzling.
Kieran's heart skipped a beat.
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