Volume 6: The City of Danger Chapter 12: Great Chaos

  The other party climbed in from the small alley behind the inn to the second floor, and Harlot happened to walk out of the room with Javier. Seeing this scene, Javier hurriedly retreated, and Harlot, who appeared brave on the surface, was so scared that he rushed to hide behind Shirnis, which immediately triggered a loud scolding.

  "Damn it, you're a warrior, and yet you want to hide behind the archers." The angry elf kicked Halort out with one foot: "Go cover for me!"

  "Goodness gracious!" Harriet exclaimed, stumbling and almost falling over.

  At this time, the enemy who climbed up to the second floor happened to rush over, and both sides were unresponsive, almost colliding face to face.

  At the critical moment, Harlot lived up to his reputation as a thief. Before the other party could react, he kicked the man back with one foot and knocked him down with a sword in one go.

  Then the attackers behind surged forward, immediately surrounding Harlot. For a moment, there was a loud clang of metal on metal as several weapons were raised against him at once. Harlot's hands and feet moved wildly, surrounded by danger.

  "Waaa, save me!" He retreated backwards while calling for help. If the corridor wasn't so narrow, the enemy wouldn't have been able to squeeze in only 3 or 4 people at a time, and he would have probably been hacked to pieces by their chaotic swords.

  "Bastard, lend a hand!" Ramon said to Bastard as he sliced the enemy in front of him and sent them tumbling down the stairs.

  The enemy behind cannot be ignored. If they occupy the entire corridor, we will fall into a dangerous situation of being attacked from both front and back.

  The cat girl responded with a sound, and she jumped out in one go. She didn't go to rescue from Harlotte's side, but instead stretched her foot on the railing of the corridor and directly charged into the attackers from the side.

  She leapt into the crowd, her curved knife tracing a circular path through the air. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the enemy was caught off guard, suffering heavy casualties. The rest hastily retreated, and Bastet successfully defended that side.

  Harold, who had barely managed to escape, rolled and crawled all the way to a safe area, panting heavily.

  At this moment, a tall man suddenly rushed out from among the enemies below, holding a huge two-handed sword to push away the crowd, and strode up the stairs towards Raymond.

  "Everybody get out of the way, I'll take care of this guy!"

  In the midst of a dull hum, the man rushed to the front, his massive sword slicing through the air in a beautiful arc from bottom to top, colliding with Raymond on the dimly lit stairs, immediately bursting into a string of dazzling sparks, the deafening crash of metal on metal making one want to cover their ears.

  Knowing he couldn't retreat, Raymond had no choice but to raise his sword and charge forward. The two sides clashed repeatedly, neither willing to back down a single step. They continued to increase their strength, the fragile floorboards beneath their feet groaning in agony.

  Seeing the enemy surging up behind, it would be foolish for Raymond to continue fighting this guy. He suddenly shifted his left foot to the side, and his body followed with a shift to the left. The sword in his hand dragged along, and immediately the two weapons emitted a harsh grinding sound.

  With Raymond occupying the high ground, he had a geographical advantage. As the man raised his sword to attack him, Raymond successfully made it to his side and with a beautiful turn of his longsword, struck into the enemy's chest.

  "Ah!" The tall and large man's painful scream echoed throughout the entire inn.

  Raymond drew his sword and gave the man a kick, sending him tumbling backward. The big fellow fell to the ground, causing the enemies behind him to scatter in disarray.

  With great effort, the corpse of the strong man was thrown down the stairs. Immediately, two more men with swords came to attack. Facing a sword that was thrusting towards his chest, Raymond's large sword in his hand fiercely lifted upwards, and the sword of the man on the left was surprisingly knocked out of his control and swung upwards.

  Perhaps sensing his own fate, the man's face involuntarily showed a terrified expression. Raymond didn't waste this opportunity, taking one step forward to stand almost flush with him, while the blade in his hand also entered the other's abdomen. At this time, the person attacking from the right had an arrow stuck in his chest and fell to the ground.

  "Hurry up, the people behind are ready with their bows and arrows, you guys in front give me a boost!"

  Meanwhile, on the second floor corridor, it was also chaotic. Taking advantage of the narrow corridor, Bastille single-handedly blocked the way, and although there were many enemies, they couldn't move forward even a step.

  At this time, someone ordered that an armor-piercing sound came from the enemy's rear, and they were obviously changing bows and arrows.

  "Damn it!" Raymond cursed, the narrow staircase was advantageous for their defense, but facing bows and arrows, they had nowhere to hide.

  At this time, Hillnis also shouted: "We quickly retreat back into the room!"

  "Too late!" Raymond kicked an enemy down the stairs, immediately followed by the sound of shattering furniture from below, while his arm was also slashed by the opponent's sword.

  Seeing the situation was critical, Hillnis calmly retreated a few steps, drew three arrows from his quiver and nocked them on his bow. Suddenly, he sprang into action, agilely jumping onto the narrow handrail of the passageway, his body impossibly tilting outward as he shot the three arrows in rapid succession before retreating back, showcasing the elf's agility to perfection.

  Suddenly, two mournful cries came from the rear of the enemy's ranks, instantly causing another commotion.

  "Release the arrows, release them quickly!" Along with this shout, more than a dozen arrows flew out, and strangely, everyone unanimously set their target on Hilnis.

  Just as Hillnis stepped back, his foot slipped and he crashed into the wall, unable to dodge. Moreover, all the arrows were shot from such a close distance, and in the blink of an eye, they had already reached him, and he was about to be pinned like a hedgehog.

  At the critical moment, Hillnis showed off his incredible skills learned from fighting on the battlefield. He swiftly turned his body sideways and actively met the incoming arrow, with two clusters of gray shadows almost intersecting in an instant.

  Immediately, a dense and rapid succession of thudding sounds echoed, and Hillnis ultimately failed to completely dodge, her lean left shoulder being pierced by an arrow.

  "Hallotte, hurry and bring Shilnis into the room!" Raymon hastily called out.

  At this time, Harlot hiding in the room was looking out with his head stretched out, and when he heard Raymond's words, he showed a hesitant expression.

  With a single sword stroke, he cut down an enemy on the stairs, and Raymond roared: "Get out of here!"

  Harold jumped in fright, but ultimately his awe of Raymond took over. He bit the bullet and, crouching down, rushed out of the room, supporting the injured Hillnis as they retreated.

  "Aim, kill that spirit!"

  At this time, the enemy in the rear of the corridor shouted loudly, and the sound of drawing arrows and strings came simultaneously. Apparently, their target was still Hillnis. It seems that this elf with divine archery skills has caused fear in everyone.

  At this moment, Bast was busy blocking the enemy on the corridor, and Raymond was also entangled by the enemy who tried to rush up the stairs, unable to come to reinforce. The only one Xilinis could rely on was Harlot.

  But this guy is actually a timid and cowardly person...

  It seems that he has already realized something, Hillnis gritted his teeth and drew an arrow, ready to take someone down with him before he died.

  At the critical moment, Hillnis suddenly felt that someone was blocking his way.

  "Get down!" The newcomer turned around and shouted at him, surprisingly it was Harlot!

  For some reason, at a critical moment he suddenly burst out with astonishing courage and incredibly shielded Hillnis in front of him.

  "It's all over, I'm going to die, I must be crazy!" The man who had just made this astonishing move was muttering to himself with a regretful expression, his hand trembling as he grasped the sword, but he did not retreat.

  "Fire!"

  The enemy's side sent a loud shout, and a wave of arrows arrived in an instant.

  "Ah!" Amidst the frantic cries, Harlot wildly swung the sword in his hand. Suddenly, a loud clanging sound was heard, and most of the arrows were deflected by him, allowing Hillnis to narrowly escape behind him.

  However, Harlot was not a particularly skilled swordsman after all. Although he successfully blocked most of the arrows, his shoulder and thigh were still hit by two arrows. Fortunately, this guy was quite sturdy and didn't suffer much damage.

  "Oh no, it hurts so much!" However, unlike his heroic act, he yelled extremely loudly after being shot by the arrow.

  At this time, Hillnis used the dagger on his body to cut off the arrow shaft on his shoulder and got up. The blood dripped from the remaining arrow body on his shoulder to the ground, splashing one flower after another.

  On Harlot's shoulder that was twisted in pain, the elf patted and said with gratitude: "I owe you one."

  He picked up the bow from the ground, mounted an arrow and shot back, his speed was so fast that it didn't seem like he was injured at all. With his counterattack, several miserable cries echoed again in the enemy crowd.

  Due to Hillnis' injury, Raymond's side suffered a significant reduction in combat effectiveness. Moreover, with everyone crowded on the stairs, if the enemy were to shoot arrows again, it would be extremely disadvantageous for them.

  "Quickly, retreat into the room!"

  "Attack, quickly! They are no longer...!" The enemy was overjoyed, and a leader hastily rallied his men, but the shout was cut off halfway through, because Hillnis' arrow had swiftly and accurately found the speaker, silencing him forever.

  Taking advantage of the enemy's confusion, Raymond hastily retreated up the stairs to the second floor, while Bastier also began to retreat backwards. Hillnis, gritting his teeth in pain, shot arrows to cover them as they were gradually squeezed together by the pursuing enemies.

  Enemies rushing up the stairs merged with their companions on the second floor, launching a fierce attack on Raymond and his men. Fortunately, both sides were very close at this time, and the enemy archers behind them dared not shoot arrows again, eliminating one of the major threats to them.

  "I say, think of something quickly!" As the enemy rushed up in a crowd, even Shilnis had to unfold close combat. While using his dagger to barely parry the enemy's fierce attack, he shouted.

  At this time, an enemy suddenly slashed over with a sword, and the dagger in Hilnis' hand was forcibly knocked flying. The enemy was overjoyed and was about to slash out a second sword when he saw the elf draw back his hand from the quiver on his back, pull out an arrow, and insert it into the throat of the triumphant opponent.

  That man fell to the ground with a look of unwillingness, but immediately two swords took his place. In a critical moment, Harlot burst out with rare courage again, he shouted loudly and rushed forward one step, holding the sword with his uninjured hand, swinging wildly in all directions.

  "Go die, you think I'm easy to bully?"

  Harold, who looked like a madman, scared the enemy greatly, especially since he didn't follow any rules and swung his sword wildly like a crazy person with a stick, which put a lot of psychological pressure on them. Fearing him, the group of enemies actually retreated in unison.

  However, this move is equally dangerous to his own people. In Harlot's wild swing, the sword edge repeatedly swept over the heads or bodies of Raymond and others, immediately inviting a burst of scolding.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "If you want to die, then rush up and fight with the enemy. Do you think you can use your own people as a shield?"

  "Meow, I'm going to get angry!"

  Suddenly, Harlot accidentally slashed a wound on Raymond's shoulder with his sword. He immediately came to his senses, frightened out of his wits: "Wow, boss, I didn't mean to!"

  "We'll settle this later." Raymond grumbled irritably.

  Taking advantage of the slight relaxation of pressure, he and Basster charged forward together, and unexpectedly forced the enemy to be somewhat unable to parry.

  But such an advantage was only temporary, and they were soon pressed back. At this time, the crowd retreated to their room door, and Javier was anxiously watching the battle outside with a worried face.

  As they saw their last line of defense about to collapse, at the critical moment, everyone suddenly heard a strange loud noise, Ka-Boom...

  As the sound of what seemed like a wooden board cracking rang out, everyone felt the floor beneath their feet sink down slightly.

  "Quick, retreat back into the room!" Raymond exclaimed as he immediately reacted.

  As several people were just at the door, they only needed to jump aside. First was Bastet, followed by Hillnis, and after Raymon cut down an enemy with a swift swing of his sword, he also leapt into the room.

  But unfortunately, Harlot's foot was injured and he fell to the ground at a critical moment. Before he could get up, there was a series of crisp sounds, and the originally rotten floorboards could no longer withstand the commotion of the crowd. In an instant, the entire corridor collapsed.

  All the enemies let out a collective shriek as debris and dust rained down from the sky, and Harlot was caught by Raymond just in time.

  At this time, the enemy fell down in a mess, and those who landed later were crushed by those who had fallen earlier. Then they were buried under the constantly falling wooden boards. In an instant, the first floor hall was filled with smoke and dust, accompanied by continuous groans and wails, a scene of chaos.

  Raymond pulled Harlot back into the room, and several people looked at the disappearing corridor outside the door, all feeling shocked. If they had been a step slower just now, they would have fallen down to accompany those unlucky ones.

  Or maybe it's just that the building didn't collapse at a critical moment, and nobody dares to think about what would have happened if it had.

  "Hurry up and go from behind." Time cannot be lost, Raymond said hastily.

  Five people climbed out of the window at the back of the room and jumped into a small alley behind the inn.

  "Good grief, I finally escaped." Harriet exclaimed in relief as she plopped herself down on the ground.

  Although they fell into the enemy's trap in this battle, fortunately, Raymond commanded properly and took advantage of the terrain. Coupled with Harlot's incredible personality explosion, they surprisingly escaped smoothly under the siege of the overwhelmingly advantageous enemy, which can be said to be a miracle.

  After the battle, Hal was hit by two arrows and was the most seriously injured. Halt's shoulder was shot through and his arm could hardly be lifted. Ramon also had several injuries, one of which was contributed by Hal.

  Only the cat girl was beaten from front to back, from start to finish, without even a scratch, and she was actually very happy.

  Seeing several people injured, Javier guiltily said: "I'm really sorry everyone, these days have been too smooth, I was so careless that I didn't realize this was a trap." You're to blame.

  "Just know that it's best if each of you pays us tens of thousands in medical expenses, and I won't blame you... Ah!" Harlot said with a grin.

  Raymond slapped him on the back of his head to shut him up and asked, "Who do you think did it?"

  Javier said, "The most likely ones are the Lavite Federation. They're not on good terms with us and the city's nobles, they must be very dissatisfied. Only they could forge such realistic letters to deceive me."

  "It seems we'll have to be more careful from now on." Raymond said thoughtfully.

  At this time, Xier Nisi praised Halot with a face: "I really didn't expect you to be so brave. I said, did you just take the wrong medicine?"

  But little did Shirley know, Harriet's face turned pale with terror as she said: "Maybe it really is, come to think of it, what was I thinking? Oh my god, I'm scared to death."

  "Weird, I've been having a lot of weird stuff happen lately?"

  "What on earth were you thinking?" Hillnis couldn't help but ask.

  "No, I just... Ah!" Haruto said in confusion, and suddenly he seemed to remember something and let out a cry of surprise.

  "At that time, the words Rubens told me suddenly appeared in my mind, and I rushed out with a hot head." Harlot exclaimed: "Damn, I won't be brainwashed by that guy, will I?"

  Seeing him speak interestingly, Javier couldn't help but laugh and say: "It seems that Rubens' teachings have been very successful on you."

  Harold was about to speak again when suddenly a loud crash was heard, and the back door of the inn leading to the alley was kicked open. A man stumbled out, shaking his head: "Damn it, I almost died... huh?"

  Both parties stared at each other, momentarily stunned.

  Raymond involuntarily cursed and escaped from the hotel, but after a brief relaxation, everyone forgot to leave immediately. They also seemed to have forgotten that the enemy had only fallen from the second floor, although it was painful, but basically not fatal, and by now most of the enemies should have gotten up.

  He was stunned for a moment, and then the man immediately retreated, and soon heard his shout from the inn: "Those guys are in the alley, chase them quickly!"

  "Not good, run quickly!" Javier hastily said.

  "I... I can't move anymore." Harlot covered the arrow wound on his thigh. Just now, in the urgent situation, he didn't feel it while running and jumping around, but after slightly relaxing, the intense pain made him unable to walk again.

  At this time, a chaotic noise came from the inn, and it was clear that the enemy was gathering to chase them. If they didn't run now, once they were chased into the alley, everyone would have no chance of escape.

  "Heavens, what shall we do?" exclaimed Shirlenis in despair.

  "First of all, don't say anything about sacrificing for a greater cause and then leaving me to die." Harlot shouted.

  At a critical moment, Raymond inadvertently touched the pocket at his waist, where there were two bulging things.

  He pulled out one, which was the strange orb that Elina had given, or rather sold, to him.

  Javier was getting anxious when he saw Raymond staring at a sphere in his hand, and couldn't help but ask: "Lord Raymond, what are you doing?"

  Suddenly making up his mind, Raymond gritted his teeth: "Let's treat a dead horse as if it were alive."

  He pressed down on the protrusion at the top of the sphere and then threw it through a window in the alley behind the inn.

  "What's this thing?" someone inside said in surprise.

  "Remember, get down." Recalling Elina's warning, Raymond shouted again: "Get down quickly!"

  Everyone was puzzled, but still followed him and lay on the ground. Hillnis couldn't help but say: "Sir, what are we doing?"

  "Of course we surrendered, all lying on the ground. This time it's really surrendering to the point of no return." Harlot said pessimistically: "The honor of my life is gone."

  The words had barely fallen when a loud explosion was heard.