Chapter 199 Keen

With a team of heavily armed guards, Graton rushed into the prison in the castle worried.

The 'inherited thing' was lost!

When he got the news, Graton froze in place.

He knew very well what kind of punishment he would suffer once such a thing was learned by Grand Duke Merck.

It wasn't just his status that he lost.

And his reputation.

As the knight of Grand Duke Merk and the governor of the western region of the entire principality, the latter is more important than life to Graton.

"We must ask the whereabouts of the 'inherited thing' from that damned 'thief'!"

With this conviction, Gratton walked into the prison's entrance.

But Graton, who was just about to step out of the prison, glanced at the window from the corner of his eye, but stopped in his footsteps.

The windows are closed though.

However, the square wood that closed the window slipped aside from the slot and fell to the ground.

Moreover, it is not a conspicuous place, but a very inconspicuous corner.

If you don't look carefully, you will ignore it subconsciously.

Gratton went to the corner and picked up the square log.

His gaze went to the window.

The next moment, Gratton suddenly pushed open the window.

It was empty outside.

"no one?"

Graton poked his head out cautiously.

First looked down, and then looked around.

It was pitch black, and there was no one.

Graton stood up straight and frowned.

However, Graton immediately thought of something and poked his head out again.

This time, he looked up.

However, the same no one.

"Excessive?"

Graton retracted his body and smiled self-deprecatingly.

With the "inherited thing" in his heart, he really didn't have the energy to pay attention to these things. He ordered one of his subordinates to guard here first, and then walked into the prison quickly.

...

In a room about five meters away from the room above the prison entrance.

Qin Ran and Lawless, who had just turned over and entered, let out a long breath at the same time.

"What a cautious, sharp fellow!"

"It's obvious that I came here to clean up the ending, but I can still notice other details!"

Qin Ran sighed.

If he hadn't immediately chosen a higher place as another hiding place when the other party came towards the window, he might have been discovered by this time.

"2567, you noticed more!"

"Thank you for being able to think of hiding it in your mouth and bringing it into this copy!"

Lawlessness pointed to the [Deceiver's Key] in Kieran's hand.

From opening the shackles to opening the window blocked by Fangmu just now, this hair-like prop has played a considerable role.

Without this prop, the two of them would not be able to enter here quietly.

For this prop that played a decisive role, Lawless was naturally full of admiration.

Of course, more admiration is given to Qin Ran who brought him into the dungeon world.

"I just had a flash of inspiration, and I happened to have this similar prop in my hand, so it just happened to happen."

Qin Ran shrugged.

His expression was full of indifference.

Qin Ran didn't seem to be pretentious.

Because, in his opinion, this is a normal thing.

It's nothing more than using your brain too much.

Lawlessness, however, sees it otherwise.

"It wasn't just a flash of inspiration!"

"It's a manifestation of the talent of an assassin, but it's a pity that 2567 is your age..."

Lawless said.

But the voice was getting smaller and smaller, and only Lawless himself could hear clearly at the end.

"It's not safe here. After that guy finds out about the scene in the prison, he will definitely block it!"

"According to Hans' description, we are now in the corridor between the prison tower and the prison entrance. If we want to leave here, we must bypass a water tower, a barracks and warehouses to reach the entrance of the castle. There, we will meet more than fifty heavily armed soldiers!"

"To pass there, we must have a tough battle..."

"But the injuries on our bodies will inevitably become our drag!"

"So, we're going to find medicine to treat ourselves, and we're going to need food, horses, etc., considering the way to escape."

"The most important point: this is still on the premise of finding Hans!"

"If you can't find Hans, everything will be a bubble!"

Qin Ran didn't notice that Lawless was muttering to himself, he glanced at his surroundings and said immediately.

"Where did this guy, Hans, be taken?"

Lawless frowned.

He has just tried to use the team channel to contact the other party.

But what I get is still [Special environment, calls are restricted! 】Tips.

"It should still be in the castle!"

"Let's go find medicine to treat ourselves first, and then go find Hans!"

"Where is the room of the Grand Duke's medical officer, do you remember?"

Qin Ran asked.

"certainly!"

"Aren't you going with me?"

Lawless nodded, and then reacted immediately.

"With the caution and sensitivity that guy showed before, it's not difficult to guess our next move!"

"So, I have to do something to distract him!"

"After you find enough medicine, let's meet in the castle's kitchen!"

Qin Ran pointed to his feet.

"careful!"

Lawless exhorted.

Then, leave quickly.

He will not stop Kieran.

Because, he also knows that this is the best choice.

With injuries on their bodies and damaged strength, if they don't restore their strength to the peak as soon as possible, any plan will be difficult to implement.

Whether it's finding Hans or escaping the Principality of Merk.

Qin Ran watched the lawless figure disappear before starting to act.

...

Gratton quickly walked into the first floor of the prison.

He ignored the jailer's flattery and let him lead the way.

He knew very well what these people really looked like.

It's just a group of jackals eating corpses.

This made Graton have no good feelings for them.

"hurry up!"

Gratton urged.

When he learned that Ridrell had been here, the anxiety in his heart was almost beyond words.

Because Ridrell's little thoughts are completely known to passers-by in the entire castle.

Coveting for the position of Grand Duke.

It has already made the once talented young man disgusting.

However, this does not prevent the other party from being the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck.

Once the other party is allowed to retrieve the 'inherited thing' one step ahead of time...

Thinking of this result, Graton became more and more impatient.

You know, Grand Duke Merck has more than one son.

And the one he is optimistic about is not Ridrell.

The impatience in his heart made Graton unwilling to follow behind the dawdling jailer. He snatched the torch from the other's hand, asked the cell number, and rushed into the prison.

However, when Graton found that the door of the cell was not locked, but only ajar, a bad feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Pulling out his long sword, he carefully pushed open the door of the cell.

The light of the fire illuminated the cell room brightly.

But the scene in front of him made Graton feel as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Your Excellency Ridrell?!"

Graton couldn't believe it and picked up the young corpse. When he saw the face of the corpse clearly again, Graton let out an exclamation.

Although the other party is not the one he is optimistic about.

But the other party is still the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck.

It's kind of loving.

The death of the other party will definitely make Grand Duke Merck furious.

And he was the poor target of being vented on.

"Find the murderer!"

"Only by finding the murderer can the anger of His Highness be appeased!"

Graton immediately acted, he put down Ridrell's body, and quickly ordered his men.

"Immediately blockade the entire castle and send additional patrols!"

Gratton said.

"ah!"

"Impossible, His Excellency Ridrell just left with his guards!"

"This is impossible!"

But at this time, the jailer who arrived later made an unbelievable cry.

"Shut up this idiot!"

Gratton didn't even look at the jailer, who had been scabbard by a soldier and fell to the ground.

The voice of the other party just now made him roughly understand the whole process.

"I changed into the clothes of Ridrell and the guards, and left in a daze, but just bumped into me who was about to enter the prison, and then hid outside the window..."

Graton took a deep breath and issued the order again.

"Go and search the corridor between the prison and the prison tower, and use that as the center of the circle, let the soldiers search each room one by one!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Several soldiers led the way.

Graton, who was left behind, began to look around.

"Huh!"

"Ridrell was stabbed in the back!"

"At that time, standing behind him was... his bodyguard?!"

"Then, the guard killed the warden, and when he shot at the prisoners here, he missed. Without any hesitation, the guard was poisoned..."

Graton's expression changed.

Even though the corpse had moved, it was a breeze for Graton to restore the scene.

But as the scene resumed, Graton discovered that his back was completely drenched in cold sweat.

He found that he seemed to be caught in a whirlpool.

If he couldn't get out, this vortex would definitely tear him apart.

"Damn it!"

Gratton frowned secretly.

However, soon, Graton's eyes were attracted by the vomit in the cell.

The acidic water in the stomach had become viscous at this moment, as if it was about to merge with the moss in the cracks in the stone wall, but in Graton's eyes, it was still obvious.

"Have you hidden the 'tool' for unlocking in your stomach?"

Gratton was taken aback.

Then, speak immediately.

"Bring me all the information about this 'thief'!"

"yes!"

A soldier bowed to answer.

"Oh no!"

"The warehouse is on fire!"

But before the soldier left, a soldier who had left before ran back quickly.

At the same time, shouting in the mouth.

"Fire?"

Gratton was taken aback.

"Such a coincidence?"

The suspicion in his heart made him look at the jailer lying on the ground moaning in pain.

"Have you entertained three 'thieves' according to the 'convention'?"

Gratton asked.

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