Simmons maintained his secret technique, causing the sound to echo in the prison without even leaking out.
Eliot was monitoring the ground, paying attention to any disturbance.
Raymond felt everyone's heartbeat.
When these heartbeats are consistent——
The ‘sniper’ shouted again:
"We need to act!"
"I have a hidden weapons depot in Hans Harbor. Although it is not enough to equip everyone, and although it is not the latest weapon, it is temporary because..."
"Our enemies have!"
"What we need is to get back all our weapons, equipment, food and ammunition from their hands!"
"Now, take action!"
After the words fell, Raymond began to contact him alone.
"Boyle, please!"
"Please broaden the way forward for everyone!"
Raymond said.
"Leave it to me, Captain!"
Somewhere at the bottom of the prison, a fat prisoner opened the 'secret passage' and stuck his head in.
Then, take a sharp breath.
call!
The soil in the passage began to loosen, and then pieces of it poured into the mouth of the prisoner named Boyle.
Quickly, the passage began to widen.
Boyle's figure did not change at all.
He can eat dirt.
And has a unique storage method.
Just half an hour later, the passage was widened.
The prisoners got into the passage one after another.
"Nozan, the next step is up to you."
Raymond said.
"Okay, Captain!"
An eerie voice answered.
Then, a tall, slender figure raised his hand, and a thin mist covered all the prisoners. The next moment, the prisoners contaminated by the mist immediately lost their traces.
Nuozan, who was overexhausted, was shaking and about to fall.
At this time, the skinny Eliot helped Nozan.
A steady stream of power was input into Nozan's body.
"Elot, that's enough, save some of your strength."
"There are still many places where your strength will be needed."
When he was able to stand, Nozan struggled to pull out his arms and showed a tired smile to Eliot, who was as skinny as a skeleton.
"Don't worry."
"I don't take this kind of consumption lightly."
"and……"
"When we get to the ground, those enemies are enough for me to replenish my physical strength."
Eliot, who was shaped like a skeleton and had terrible evil spirits, once again supported Nozan
"Okay, I'll help you then."
Nozan nodded and gave the promise.
"Count me in."
"And me."
"I'll go too."
Voices echoed among the prisoners.
Everyone is pledging to help Eliot.
A smile appeared on Eliot's skinny, skeleton-like face. It should have been terrifying and abnormal, but it gave people a little warm feeling inexplicably.
The prisoners moved faster.
No one thought that these prisoners could unite.
In other words, no one believes that these prisoners will unite.
Without the restraints of chains, they were able to use secret techniques freely and cooperated selflessly. This group of prisoners burst out with impressive power.
After a while, they left the dungeon at 111 Drum Street and came to the ground.
Nozan once again used secret techniques to cover everyone's traces.
Boyle turned around and vomited back all the dirt in his stomach.
A moment later, after the soil had completely filled the tunnel, the team of prisoners all looked at No. 111 Deren Street. They could sense that their Majesty the Queen was there.
Everyone knelt on one knee, bowed their heads and spoke in silence.
"Please feel at ease."
"Your enemy."
"We'll smooth it out for you."
After speaking like an oath, the team of prisoners stood up, and after a few breaths, they disappeared silently into the night.
Denise, who was curled up on the sofa on the fourth floor of No. 111 Delen Street, looked around. As if she noticed something, she couldn't help but raise her head and look around. When she found nothing, she couldn't help but sigh: "
Sure enough, this book is so exciting! It’s obviously just a story about an ordinary young man who becomes a knight, but it makes people’s blood boil. I even started hearing hallucinations!”
After sighing, Denise looked around at the empty surroundings, carefully put the book aside, and stood up. Then, she coughed a few times, pinched her throat to make her voice more masculine, and said:
"Born for glory, Sir Knight."
Then, Denise turned around again, facing the place where she was standing before, and answered in a deliberately low voice:
"Die for glory, serve the little ones."
After finishing speaking, Denise took small steps again and stood in the middle.
It regained its original sound.
It said:
"Charge!"
"My knight!"
After saying this, Denise seemed to feel a little shy. She covered her shy face and lay back on the sofa, continuing to read the book.
When I saw something exciting, I couldn't help but dance.
When I saw the sad place, I couldn't help crying secretly.
When I see something wonderful, I will stand up and imitate it again.
Between laughing and joking, crying and fussing, that's all Denise has.
And its idea is extremely simple.
"Jason has something to do and won't play with me."
"Then I'll just play with myself~"
With this thought in mind, Denise continued reading happily.
Then……
It's dawn.
Denise looked at the rising sun with dark circles under her eyes, and stood there blankly.
How could it be?
I obviously just wanted to fall asleep after reading this chapter.
How can it be bright?
"illusion!"
"I must have fallen asleep and accidentally flipped through the book!"
"No!"
"The book touched me first and I opened it!"
Denise emphasized.
Then, I fell asleep on the sofa with my book in my arms.
Curl up and get warmth?
Sorry, it doesn't exist.
The undead are not afraid of the cold.
So, Denise slept with her arms stretched out, and... she was drooling and slurping.
"Meat and bones...delicious...please have some more..."
Denise slept even more soundly amid low murmurs in her sleep.
breakfast?
It won't be missed.
Because, Jason would call it.
Even if you don't call it, it will wake up when you smell it.
But Jason, who had high hopes from Denise, was a little worried at the moment.
Looking at the two thick piles of documents on the desk in front of him, Jason felt that his eyes were dry, his temples were swollen, and his whole brain was feeling groggy.
Jason is not a disliked person.
However, Jason discovered for the first time that it was so boring.
He knew every word on these documents.
But when they were combined together, why couldn't he understand?
"Does Gerard have to review so many documents every day?"
Jason couldn't help but ask Little Lid, who was assisting him in his work.
"It's half a day."
"This is just from the afternoon before. This morning's will be delivered at noon."
"After lunch, you need to complete the review before dinner."
Little Lid corrected.
Jason couldn't help but rub his temples.
But he is not someone who gives up easily.
What's more, he promised Gerrard.
so……
He threw the quill in his hand back into the pen holder, stood up and walked outside.
"Lord Gerald, you..."
"What you learn on paper will eventually make you feel shallow, but only by practicing can you get true knowledge."
Jason said, without looking back, he strode forward.
Just when Jason was about to step out of the door frame, there was a rush of footsteps——
