Chapter 3: Prison Break

  But he didn't have time to think about these messy things, and just heard Hillnis say to Bast: "After you sneak into the prison later, give me a signal, I'll take care of those two sentries for you, and then cover your back outside. But after that, it's all up to you."

  "What signal?" Bast asked.

  "Just learn a few dog barks or something, just let me know you're in position." Shilnis said nonchalantly.

  "Meow, I don't like dogs." Bastet shook her head vigorously.

  "Hmm... let's learn from cats then." Shilnis was taken aback.

  "Should I learn to meow just because I'm a cat person?" Bastet said, "But cats can't meow that loudly."

  "My goodness gracious." Hillnis slapped her forehead with a loud smack.

  "What signal do you want? Tell me, tell me quickly..." Bastet continued to torment the poor spirit, suddenly she let out a series of pained meows: "Meow, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

  But Raymond grabbed her ear and twisted it hard: "Shut up!"

  He smiled apologetically at Hillnis and then twirled his finger around his temple, the sprite nodding in understanding.

  "Young master, you're doing that action again..."

  "Less nonsense, I'll take care of what you learn. Just don't mess things up." Raymond kicked her butt with a bad temper: "Alright, go quickly."

  The cat woman helplessly rubbed her buttocks and slipped into the darkness like a ghost, disappearing in an instant.

  "Good grief, this girl... sometimes I really don't know what to do with her." Raymond said helplessly.

  "Now, I finally believe what you said." Hillnis patted Raymond's shoulder sympathetically: "Her brain is indeed as you said, a bit... anyway, hopefully her skills are as good as you said they are."

  "So I went too."

  As he spoke, he tightened the longbow on his back and left the hiding place to go around the north of the prison.

  After both of them left, Raymond once again reached out to touch the emblem on the hilt of his sword, and then quietly left as well.

  According to Hillnis, Raymond soon found the boat along the waterway. It was tied to a tree on the shore, swaying gently with the current.

  But taking the boat away was not that simple, because on a vacant lot next to the tree, a bonfire had been lit, and six mercenaries were surrounding the fire, laughing loudly, apparently it was the patrol team mentioned by Hillnis.

  Under the cover of night, Raymond sneaked to the back of the tree, although his target was within reach, but if he wanted to take away the boat, it would be impossible to escape those people's eyes.

  The only way is to get rid of these annoying guys.

  Although he had to face six alone, Raymond was not afraid at all. He was very clear about his own strength, and it was not difficult to deal with the six ordinary mercenaries. The only headache was how to solve the opponent without alarming others.

  Although faced with adversity, the part of his bloodline that was passed down to him from the beastman made him "come alive" in this situation. From body to mind, everything was in top condition.

  Raymond calmly observed his opponent's position and movements, silently planning the best angle and route of attack in his mind to perfectly achieve his goal.

  This is also where Raymond differs from most beastmen. Other beastmen might have already killed their way out of this situation, relying on their combat instincts. But Raymond would first "think", so to speak, think thrice before acting, a habit that seems to be innate to him.

  Maybe it's due to his other part of bloodline, just like that "special skill" that can easily drive opponents crazy...

  Just then, a loud and unpleasant "dog barking" sound was heard from afar, the voice was very strange, and it was exceptionally "ear-piercing" in this quiet night.

  Needless to say, the voice was definitely from someone who had been wronged. Raymond knew that things had already started on the other side. There was no more time to delay; he had to act quickly.

  Just then, a mercenary by the fire muttered: "This is really eerie. Even the barking of dogs in this broken town sounds unpleasant." He stood up afterwards.

  He waved at his companion and walked towards the water ditch. Seizing the opportunity, Raymond retreated slightly and hid in the shadow cast by the tree trunk.

  The mercenary walked to the side of the tree, undid his belt, and soon heard the sound of splashing water. Just as he was comfortably releasing his "inventory", a flash of light suddenly flashed out from the shadow under the tree. Before he could react, a circle of red marks appeared on his throat, followed by a spurt of fresh blood.

  The mercenary's eyes widened in shock, staring incredulously at the blood spraying from his neck. He opened his mouth to shout for his companions, but Raymond clamped a hand over his mouth and dragged him into the shadows behind the trees. The two legs visible outside the shadows twitched a few times before going still.

  Then, Raymond lifted the mercenary's body and slowly pushed it into the water. A faint splash was heard as the body was swept away by the current and completely disappeared in the waterway.

  And at this time, the other mercenaries surrounding the bonfire were still laughing and talking loudly, completely unaware that their companion had met with disaster.

  After a moment, someone finally thought of the guy who went to pee and hadn't come back. He turned his head to look, but saw a figure leaning motionless against a tree.

  "Hey, what are you doing? Hurry back!" He shouted to his companion, but there was no response.

  "What's this guy doing?" He muttered and got up and walked in that direction.

  He walked over to the tree and patted his companion on the shoulder: "What's going on, did you fall asleep while taking a piss?"

  Suddenly, he realized something was off. The man's clothes were unfamiliar and not those of his companion. The mercenary was shocked and pale, just as he was about to ask questions, the motionless figure suddenly turned around, and a long sword pierced through his chest in an instant.

  The mercenary's body shook, a low, muffled growl escaping his throat as he instinctively grasped the long sword that had pierced him, unable to stop his life from rapidly draining out of his body.

  The mercenaries by the bonfire finally noticed and looked over here. Taking advantage of the opponent's momentary confusion, Raymond gripped the hilt tightly and pushed forward with force, carrying the mercenary's corpse straight at them.

  Seeing the corpse of their companion being used as a shield, the four mercenaries by the fire were immediately flustered. Two of them involuntarily retreated to the side, one person hastily went to grab the weapon placed at his feet, and only one person managed to draw out the sword from his waist.

  Taking advantage of the opportunity, Raymond's footsteps paused for a moment, and then he kicked the corpse in front of him with force, drawing out his long sword while throwing it out.

  The mercenary who was kicked open by the corpse collided with the sword, and the opponent was caught off guard and rolled to the ground together with the corpse. At the same time, a muffled cry came from the side, and another mercenary was killed by Raymond's thrown long sword. The thick sword body was so powerful that it even flew out with his corpse.

  He killed one person, and the empty-handed Raymond rushed up quickly. First, he kicked the wrist of the mercenary who picked up the sword, forcing him to kick the half-drawn sword back into its scabbard. Then, with a reverse hand, he drew out the sword from the waist of the corpse that had been kicked away earlier, and with a swing of his body, he cut down the unlucky guy who hadn't even drawn his sword to the ground.

  At the same time as he killed one man, Raymond didn't stop at all and immediately rushed to a third mercenary on the side. The mercenary was also shocked and lost his color when he saw that four of his companions had already gone down two in an instant. He busily parried Raymond's attacks several times with his hands and feet, but was pierced through the throat by Raymond who aimed at the gap.

  At this time, the mercenary who was pressed to the ground by his companion's corpse at the beginning managed to get up. However, before he could even open his stance, a figure with a raised sword swooped down from above his head...

  A heavy sword sliced open the opponent's chest, and Raymond loosened his grip on the hilt, letting the blood-splattered corpse fall to the ground. Only then did he have time to catch his breath.

  With a blink of an eye, he killed four people, from start to finish, the opponent didn't even have a chance to issue a warning, which shows Raymond's ingenuity. This is not only due to his superb fighting skills, but also largely thanks to his perfect planning of the entire combat process beforehand.

  After scanning the battlefield to ensure no one was left alive, Raymond picked up his sword and wiped off the bloodstains. He then untied the ropes from the tree and rowed the boat towards the prison.

  Before long, he arrived at the north wall of the prison, where Hillnis was waiting with a bow and arrow by the waterway. Seeing Raymond return unscathed in his boat, he let out a very human whistle: "Well done."

  Even now, Raymond still felt uncomfortable with the coarse behavior that was so at odds with the elf's appearance and asked, "What's wrong?"

  "Hmm, good news is that there's no movement inside, which means the stupid cat hasn't been discovered yet. Bad news is that there's still no movement inside, so I have no idea what's going on either."

  "However, considering the time, whether it goes smoothly or not, there should be some movement by now."

  About Bast's skills, Raymond had never had any doubts. Although she was often a bit dazed, once she was on a mission, she would become extremely reliable, uh... I mean, in most cases.

  However, in a prison that is not heavily guarded, she would still be able to rescue people without fail.

  Just thinking of this, Hillnis's pointed ears moved slightly, he lightly jumped onto the boat and looked up at the wall.

  "Is there any news?" Raymond asked hastily.

  Hillnis made a silencing gesture to him: "Shh, someone's coming."

  As Raymond looked up, the high wall was pitch black and nothing could be seen. Just as he felt puzzled, he suddenly saw two blurry figures flickering on the wall, but it was impossible to tell who they were.

  Hillnis let out a long sigh of relief: "Great, it's the two of them. It seems that stupid cat's skills are quite good after all."

  The night vision ability of the Dark Elf is indeed extraordinary, at such a distance and in the dead of night, he can see everything clearly, the innate talent given by his race is truly beyond human reach.

  On the wall, Bastard tied a rope made of twisted bed sheets to a protruding brick, and then a short, chubby figure laboriously slid down along the rope. When he reached the end of the rope, still halfway down the wall, he let go of his hands and fell straight into the water ditch below.

  A loud splash was heard in the darkness, but due to the high wall blocking the way, it did not alert the guards inside.

  Then Bastet also slid down the rope and landed lightly in the water.

  Raymond saw the situation and quickly rowed the boat over, the short and stout figure in the water was struggling with all his might, sinking and floating like a winter melon soaked in water. Hillnis hastily grabbed him and pulled him onto the boat with great effort.

  But the other party's body was really too big, so that the elf blushed and couldn't get the person in the water up. Raymond pulled together with him, and the two of them used all their strength to finally get the man on board.

  As he climbed aboard, there was a loud creaking groan from the ship's planks, and the whole vessel sagged noticeably downward.

  Afterwards, the two of them leaned against the side of the boat, panting heavily. Just now, they had killed six people in a row, and Raymond felt more exhausted than ever before. Looking at Hillnis again, he was panting like a broken bellows, and what's even more unbearable was that he was sticking out his tongue without any elegance, with one hand fanning himself beside his face, making it even harder to associate this guy with the Elf tribe.

  Looking at the person who was rescued, his body shape is round and plump like a ball, estimated to be over 300 pounds in weight, about 50 years old, with a bald head that only has hair on the sides, facial features almost all squeezed together, with an eight-character mustache, looking quite amiable, it's indeed Town Mayor Derick.

  Raymond is indeed the mayor of a town that mainly produces agricultural products, and this figure is truly an unbeatable living advertisement.

  "Mayor, are you alright?" Hillnis hastily asked as he came back to his senses.

  Derek waved his hand, then grasped Raymond's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes: "You're from Haidington, aren't you? I knew that Charlotte wouldn't abandon me. She really has skills to find a cat person to save me... Hey, where did the little girl who saved me go?"

  It wasn't until then that Raymond realized he hadn't seen Bastet at all. He hastily rushed to the side of the boat and looked out onto the water, but the river flowed rapidly, and not a single person was in sight.

  Could it be that the water in the ditch was flowing rapidly and she accidentally...

  Just then, a splash was heard and someone climbed up from the back of the boat. It was Bastille, dripping wet all over.

  "Meow, thought I was done for this time."

  "Bastet, where have you been?!" Raymond hastily pulled her aboard.

  "It's all because of this guy, just pulling him up onto the city wall almost killed me." The cat girl pointed at Dirick: "After jumping into the water, I almost didn't make it back to the surface."

  As she spoke, she pulled Raymond pitifully and said: "Young master, don't ask me to do this kind of thing again next time. Now I can be very sure that I really dislike water."

  Looking at this subordinate who was both lovely and infuriating, Raymond patted her wet head: "You've done a great job, when you get back you can eat as much fish as you want."

  "Meow, fish!?" The cat girl's eyes immediately sparkled with countless stars.

  "Oh my, speaking of fish, our town's produce is incredibly rich. Whether it's fresh fish, dried fish or various fish products, we have everything, and at a great price too!" Just escaped Derrick immediately started advertising.

  "Alright, let's hurry up and get the mayor to a safe place." Hillnis cut off the chattering mayor, "Next, it's time for those scoundrels who have occupied our home to pay the price."

  The small boat carrying four people slowly disappeared into the dark city along the waterway.

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