Following Pierre, Kieran shuttled through Herl City at night.
Kieran wasn't a stranger to Herl City but compared to Pierre who was a local tyrant, Kieran was still miles away.
At least, after following Harold through the streets and alleys, after many twists and turns, Kieran realized he had arrived at the wealthy district of Herl City.
"This place was bought by my father anonymously just in case."
Harold said as he stood in front of a two and a half story building with an independent garden.
Then, the young man knocked on the door with three short knocks and one long knocks.
Knock Knock Knock!
Knock!
After the knocks, the sealed wooden door opened up a small gap.
Joanna's scarred face was revealed through the gap.
The young girl glanced over the crowd and when she saw Kieran, her eyes were filled with surprise.
"Hon. 2567, you're back?!"
Amidst her soft voice, the young girl's face didn't have the faked toughness from the last time they parted.
All she felt was pure joy.
However, when she saw the unconscious Cohen, the young girl knew what she had to do. She quickly opened the door and let the crowd into the yard. After the door was closed again, she quickly ran into the house.
"I've prepared the necessary medicine, hurry up and help Cohen over!
Mr. Pierre, you're hurt too, please come over here!
Hon. 2567, please help Cohen! "
The young girl said as she ran.
Her arrangements were orderly and didn't show any signs of panic.
Kieran took a glance at her, his eyes were filled with praise.
It seemed like the young girl who had her face ruined and regained her confidence was growing rapidly.
Kieran helped Harold carry Cohen to the bed in the living room. While Joanna helped Cohen and Pierre bandage their wounds, Kieran asked Harold, "What happened? Shouldn't you guys have left Langton? "
"Langton's border has been locked down!
All of us, including my parents and Joanna's parents, are wanted! "
We had no choice but to sneak back to Herl City and wait for a chance, but we underestimated some people's forces and determination. A day after we returned, the whole of Herl City was taken over by the military. What followed was a relentless search! "
"In order to narrow down the target, we had no choice but to split up. But because Cohen's leg was injured, he was still caught during a search!"
"So, we had to take the risk to rescue him. Fortunately, Hon. 2567, you arrived in time, or else …"
At this point, the young man heaved a sigh of relief.
"The border has already been sealed?"
"Which means the high ranking officials of the Langdon government were prepared for this, yet they allowed me to fight the Nights and the Mutants?
Kieran frowned.
He keenly discovered something fishy.
A country, even if it was for the stability of the entire country, would not do such a thing.
Unless …
The ruler didn't care about that at all!
Kieran glanced over the background introduction of the dungeon world again and had a deeper understanding of the word 'supervision'.
This kind of 'supervision' shouldn't have started recently but had existed since a long time ago.
The person in charge of supervision had been quietly waiting for Herbert to complete his' mission ', which was to unlock the Emperor's Legacy.
Then, he would snatch it away along the way.
Of course, there was another possibility: the ruler of Langton wasn't a human.
It might be the Night race.
It might also be the Mutants.
But regardless of which it was, it wasn't good news for Kieran.
Because regardless of which it was, it meant that he would have to face the forces of a country. Even though Langton wasn't some big country and was just a small inland country, the nature of a country wouldn't change. It was a colossus to any individual.
At that moment, Joanna, who was bandaging Cohen and Pierre's wounds, said in a hurried tone, "Hon. 2567, please take a look at Cohen's wounds! I feel something isn't right! "
Kieran turned his head around.
Cohen was still unconscious, the wounds on his body were smeared with ointment and bandaged with clean bandages but his face was pale.
Kieran raised a brow and went closer to Cohen, taking a careful sniff.
A faintly discernible almond smell entered his nose.
After Kieran pinched Cohen's mouth open, the smell was a few times denser.
Everyone around smelled it as well.
"Poison!"
A few of them said in unison.
"Of course it's poison!
Since I know there's a noble like Hon. 2567 or even a royal here, how could I not be prepared? "
The middle-aged man who was blinded by the Fire Raven suddenly spoke.
"Where's the antidote?
Give me the antidote! "
Harold grabbed the man's collar and shouted loudly.
At the same time, he started to search the man's clothes.
"How could I bring such an important thing with me?
Let me go!
"I need the best treatment!"
Unless you want your friend to die! "
The middle-aged man replied with a question and shouted loudly.
Harold unconsciously let go of the man's collar.
Right away, the man's face showed a delighted expression. Mixed with the blood stains on his face, it looked extremely weird but it didn't stop him from stating his request.
"I still need …"
Pak!
Before the man could finish, his voice stopped abruptly.
Kieran gave the man a loud slap on his face.
The others looked at Kieran in confusion but no one dared to question him.
After all, they knew who was on their side and who was the enemy.
Besides, they believed Kieran had his own reasons for doing so.
However, when Kieran's hand shone with a warm white radiance, everyone was still stunned.
Cohen's face swiftly returned to normal under the white radiance. Pierre felt an itch on his shoulder, so he pulled the bandage off.
Pierre had quite the experience in recovering from wounds, so he knew what the itch was.
When the butler saw his wound was recovering at an exponential speed, even with his many experiences, he couldn't help but cry out in shock.
Joanna and Harold quickly looked at Pierre's wound when they heard the cry.
Then, both of them were dumbstruck.
"This … This …"
Harold wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the right words to describe it.
The middle-aged man who was slapped to the ground by Kieran might not be able to see but his hearing was fine.
Harold's intermittent words gave him a bad premonition.
Right away, the middle-aged man started to shout again.
"Don't think that's all I have up my sleeves, I still …"
Pak!
Kieran used the most direct way to stop the middle-aged man.
Of course, he knew what the middle-aged man wanted to say.
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