With a voice that sounded like a cold wind, he chuckled. "What's the use of recognizing me? You will die here eventually. I planned to kill you a long time ago and cut off all the clues, but you went to the vast land of ice for a mission. It was hard to locate you. That's why it was delayed until now. "
Before Yakov replied, he burst into laughter. "If you want to hate someone, hate your Boss Yakov. If he wasn't involved in this, you would've enjoyed your life. Now, I won't let you go even if you don't know anything. Cry, shudder, and despair. Enjoy the last part of your life!"
After the gloating laughter, it was quiet again outside of the prison cell. There was no response at all even though Yakov and his companions cursed, mocked, and begged.
"… I'll definitely get out of here. One day, I'll chop off your heads and feed them to the ice bears!" Yakov was not shy or stuttering at all at this moment. He made the best use of the warrior's' taunt ', but gradually, his voice was the only sound in the prison cell. The mercenaries who cooperated with him earlier became quiet and silent.
After being stared at by a few weird eyes, Yakov stopped his' mockery 'and looked around at the mercenaries who leaned against the prison cell helplessly. He saw quite a few pairs of indifferent and hateful eyes.
His heart turned cold, and his rough voice became low. "You hate me? Do you hate me for involving you in Sir Duda's incident? "
"We did nothing, but we were captured and may die at any moment. Boss Yakov, do you think we're not angry? Would he feel aggrieved and angry? At the very least, you have to let us know what it is for! " Asked Huck, Yakov's deputy, bitterly. Although he still called Yakov boss, there was no respect in his tone.
"Why didn't you say that you pissed off Sir Duda? I certainly wouldn't have chosen to stay if you did! "
"A * shole! You have to take responsibility for what you did!"
"Enough! Enough! " Anna suddenly shrieked, her voice shivering in fury. "What did you say when Boss Yakov became a Knight? What did you say when he was willing to let us be his Knight squires and stewards? Boss Yakov never intended to get us involved. It was only because Duda was too despicable! "
She was so angry that her eyes were brimming with tears. She couldn't accept that the mercenary team that was usually harmonious and happy had become like this!
"Is it really like what Sister Katrina said, that we can only see a person's character clearly in the most desperate and dangerous moment?" Subconsciously, she recalled a rather philosophical sentence that Katrina often said. It was a sentence that Lucien made up when he used the phrase "when times are poor, frugality appears" in the opera.
Anna's scream and accusation silenced the cell. Then, Yakov's dull voice echoed, "It doesn't matter if you hate me, but are you going to abandon the hope of survival by fighting each other at such a moment?"
"But the Great Knight is here …"
"Sir Duda hasn't made a move yet. He must be even more terrifying!"
"It's hopeless!"
Yakov said calmly but firmly, "We won't know if there's a chance of survival until we try. Sir Duda's previous words were obviously meant to sow discord between us. He wanted to see our internal strife and the ugly human nature in the depths of our hearts. As far as I know, he likes to enjoy the despair and pain of others. Therefore, even if I die, I won't let him be pleased. Do you want to die in his mockery? "
"Well said!" Applause echoed outside of the cell. Sir Duda said with a smile, "Yakov, I remember that there's a very beautiful lady in your team who is more beautiful than most noble ladies. You seem to like her very much, don't you?"
"What are you going to do?" Yakov gripped the iron bars with both hands.
Anna said in fury and fear, "It has nothing to do with Sister Katrina! She only joined us halfway. She doesn't know anything! "
"I like to sabotage other people's' things' that they like little by little and appreciate their expressions and reactions. That's enough reason." Duda laughed even crazier after seeing Yakov and Anna's intense reactions. "Two adult werewolves have gone to catch her. They're both very strong. She might not be able to take it. Hahaha."
"A * shole!" Yakov shook the cage so hard that the frames were creaking. His eyes were bloodshot.
Anna shook her head in fear. "You're a demon. You're a real demon!"
According to legends, demons loved slaughter and destruction most of all.
"That's the greatest compliment for me." Duda was not infuriated by the insult at all. Instead, he chuckled. "Right, I'm in a good mood. So, I've decided to advance your time of death so that you won't have a chance to escape."
Hearing that, all the mercenaries lost their blood. Their morale that was boosted by Yakov turned into desperation.
… …
The Schachran Empire was vast and sparsely populated. The manors here were much larger than those around Renstadt. It was especially so for the quiet manor that seemed to be melted into darkness.
"We've arrived at Sir Duda's manor." On an evergreen tree, Viscount Carendia, who was wearing a black shirt and a red coat, stood at the tip of the branch as if he were weightless. The black cloak on his back was shivering as the branch swayed.
Katrina floated beside him without saying a word. She activated her spiritual power, and a vertical eye with distinct black and white appeared in front of her. The pupil of this eye was completely formed by black magic patterns, which appeared mysterious and eerie.
She followed the rules of sorcerers and tried not to fight an unprepared battle.
"Arcana Eye?" Viscount Carendia looked around. A few illusionary bats flew out of his body and snuck into the manor together with the Arcana Eye.
After a while, most of the views in the manor were displayed in their eyes. The sentries, the traps, the number of enemies, their distribution, and their general strength were all displayed.
"Several places are surrounded by mysterious forces. We have to approach them to investigate the situation inside." Katrina had never wasted time in a battle. She briefly explained to Viscount Carendia. Then, her body gradually became transparent and disappeared into the night sky.
"The guys who are patrolling and guarding outside can't discover us at all …" Viscount Carendia said lazily and casually. His body slowly melted into the darkness. "Right, be careful of the barbarian werewolves' nose."
Those defenders and deployments were Knight and Priest at best. They were as vulnerable as paper in front of two experts who were close to the senior rank. It was the few wandering adult werewolves that made them more wary.
The two of them soon entered the manor. As if they were walking among a bunch of puppets, they came to one of the places that was surrounded by mysterious forces. It was the hall of the main house of the manor!
Feeble waves flashed. Katrina performed the Arcana Eye again with the supreme magic skill, allowing it to crawl into the main house through the gap.
… …
An altar that was made of unknown materials appeared before the eyes of Yakov, Anna, and the rest of them. Longswords, daggers, and other weapons were randomly placed on the ground.
The altar was pitch-black, and ferocious faces were carved all around it. They had two horns on their heads, and their faces were distorted. Their teeth were protruding out, and red blood was dripping from their mouths.
When the blood fell on the complicated runes at the bottom of the altar, a vague mist of blood rose and emitted a bloody but sweet fragrance.
At the center of the altar, a human-shaped statue with a fuzzy appearance was carved, but it had two sharp horns on its forehead.
Its crimson eyes looked particularly strange against the pitch-black background. It was as if a strong sense of hatred would rise from the depths of one's heart, and one would be filled with the desire to kill and destroy everything in the world if they looked into its eyes.
Yakov, Anna, and the rest of them staggered to the empty ground before the altar. When they saw the dark statue and breathed in the sweet and bloody stench, they were somewhat agitated.
Duda, who looked gloomy and arrogant even with his beard, put on a cruel smile. "There are longswords, daggers, and longswords on the ground. Those are your weapons, and your enemies are your companions. Whoever survives in the end will be set free."
"Hehe. Who will believe you? You're just a demon-worshipping carrier of chaos! " Anna snorted, but she also stepped on a dagger. After all, she needed a weapon to run for her life.
Duda clapped his hands, and werewolves with sharp teeth and Knights with steady steps walked out of the corner.
He chuckled and said, "You can choose not to believe me, but if you do, your opponents will be them. There are a total of twelve knights. Oh, one of them is a grand knight. Do you think you have a higher chance of defeating them, or do you think my promise is effective?"
Looking at a middle-aged man who was holding a giant sword in both hands, Yakov's heart gradually sank. It was the Grand Knight who captured him alive. He also had the bloodline of 'frost giants', but he had completely crushed him.
Could he defeat them and escape? While Yakov and Anna were both desperate, the other mercenaries were even more devastated. Someone said in a shivering voice, "Sir Duda, Yakov is a Knight. We can't defeat him even if all of us work together!"
"Huck!" Anna glared at the deputy leader of the mercenary team.
Yakov's face, on the other hand, was slightly pale. One of his best brothers was planning to kill him in exchange for the hope of survival?
"Rest assured. Yakov's blood power has been confined by me. He is only as strong as a senior-rank Knight squire." Duda smiled.
The vague mist of blood grew denser and denser. Bloodthirst beamed out of the eyes of many mercenaries. Yes, it was Yakov's fault that they ended up in such a situation. They would be free after they killed him!
"Yakov, it's all your fault. If you feel guilty, don't resist and give us the hope of survival." Breathing heavily, Huck picked up a longsword.
In clinking noises, the other mercenaries picked up their weapons too.
"No!" Anna shook her head and shrieked miserably at their hideous performance.
Looking at the mercenaries on his opposite side, Yakov was caught in speechless silence.
"Yakov, don't try to be a good guy. If you don't survive, I'll give Ms. Katrina to my werewolf friends. They love such beautiful girls the most." Duda added fuel to the fire.
Yakov made noises in his throat and struggled to pick up a long sword.
Duda put on a satisfied smile, and the statue on the altar became clearer.
… …
"As a matter of fact, I don't think that those brainless werewolves appreciate beauty. For them, all females are the same." Viscount Carendia casually refuted Duda's words.
Holding back her fury, Katrina enhanced herself with Mechanized Mind and said coldly, "It seems that Duda is the host of the demon worship ritual. We can find clues as long as we catch him."
"Yes, there are no other experts around except for two grand Knights." Viscount Carendia adjusted his bow tie as if he were going to a banquet.
… …
Anna shed tears of pain and desperation. Holding her dagger, she planned to fight to her death.
Her head was slightly dizzy because of the stink of blood. She seemed to be unable to control her hatred and wanted to kill all those hideous guys.
Duda stepped back and stood in front of a gate that had weird patterns on it. Then, he raised his hands and shouted, "The feast of slaughter and betrayal begins!"
Blood rose from his body, and the strength that Anna and the other mercenaries lost was quickly returned.
Anna raised her dagger and waved it at Huck without hesitation.
No, we can't attack each other!
Kill him! He's a wretched traitor!
No, don't!
In the midst of her desperate struggle, she suddenly heard a loud bang. Then, she felt a scorching heat. The door to the hall had been torn apart by a huge fireball!
"Lucien's fireball?" Duda's eyes were focused.
Affected by the explosion, Anna and the other mercenaries stopped the battle that hadn't started yet. They saw a handsome blond man walk in from the dark night outside the door. He was more handsome than any prince in her imagination. Half a step behind him was a beautiful blond woman. The two of them walked in as if they were attending a ball.
"Sister Katrina?" Anna thought in confusion.
Yakov and the other mercenaries found it hard to believe their eyes either.
At this moment, the shadows of wolves quickly attacked the two intruders. The werewolves were the first to react. They used "Phantom Strike" because they smelled the most disgusting scent of vampires!
"Evil Shadow Strike" hit Viscount Carendia and Katrina. Then, the two of them broke like mirrors.
"Hehe." Chuckles echoed, and the broken shadows turned into illusionary black bats, with a strong air of sleep!
"F * ck!"
"It's a trap!"
The werewolves fell heavily with heavy eyelids.
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