In any case, it is impossible to retreat to the top of the tower at this time.

Lange grabbed Borena and put it on his shoulder, and strotted downward, filling almost the entire passage with Rosa's fat body in his memory. Sethyana was at the end, but no one seemed to be catching up with him.

The further down she went, the more frightened Rosa became, several of the guards lay silently against the wall, blood running down the stairs, and she leaned down to probe one or two of them for breath, and a chill ran down her back.

They're dead...... However, the wound was clearly not inflicted by Lange's tomahawk, but more like death from a dagger similar to that in her hand.

"Lange!" she asked, "Did you bring anyone else?"

"No, I don't. Lange replied in a gruff voice, "That little boy from Monroe would like to come, but I'm afraid you're going to strip me of my scalp...... But it looks like you can do it without me!"

His tone was full of pride, probably thinking that all these people who died were killed by Rosa.

Rosa sighed, she had been "able to do it without him" more than ten years ago, but she was not as fond of killing as the legend said. If even Lange thought so, there was no doubt that these lives would be counted on her head......

The people who do this kind of thing in secret probably don't want to save them at all. She should have caught the guard who tried to kill her first, but in the confusion, the two guys had no idea where they had gone. And even if she caught them, what would she do if the other party insisted that it was her first move? No one could prove it to her!

The mood is getting heavier. As she approached the bottom of the tower, Rosa squeezed past her father. A pat on his arm made him stop.

From here, you can already hear someone outside the tower shouting orders, and the footsteps of the soldiers running around can be clearly heard, whether someone has run out to report the news. Or did the people outside hear the fighting inside the tower...... Now, if they rushed to "rush out", as Lange put it, they would probably all be killed by random arrows, and they would not have died unjustly at all, for, apparently, they had "tried to escape" first, and had killed a bunch of guards. King Ante probably wouldn't have listened to her explanation, he had already made it clear beforehand. If they want to escape......

Was it all his arrangement? But was it necessary to kill so many of his own people, and take the trouble to design it so realistically?

Rosa had a splitting headache. As a mercenary. She had always been careful to choose tasks that didn't seem to involve too much even if they were dangerous, and she just didn't want to accidentally get involved in some hellish conspiracy, but this time she somehow fell into it...... Good intentions will not be rewarded. It's better to leave the missing Deamo alone. Or leave Borena in that damn three-storied tower?

But now, even if she throws Borena out to die, she can't get out, save his life, maybe have one more bargaining chip, and then she's a king......

If the naïve sword dancer behind her knew what she was thinking at the moment, he probably wouldn't have stared at her with that kind of focused and panicked eyes.

――Can you stop thinking about this at this time?!!

Rosa snarled silently at herself.

She remembers the terrain outside the tower. The closest door to here was enough for them to run for a while, not to mention that no one would open the door for them, even if they borrowed a discarded shield from the ground. They can't defend themselves against arrows coming from all directions, and they will be shot into hedgehogs before they run halfway......

“...... How the hell did you get in?" she asked her father back. There's no way a guy like him, who is suspicious no matter how you look at it, swagger into Lockburg right under the noses of the guards. He alone would never have been able to break into here unscathed!

Lange grinned triumphantly, "Erin stuffed me in an apple bucket and brought me in! That's a good girl, she told me ......"

"Shut up!" Rosa interrupted him angrily, "she can take the apple bucket and transport you directly to the bottom of the tower?!"

And where do apples come from this season...... Are all the guards defending the city stupid?!

"Oh, of course not. When I came in through that little door, there was no one around, just a few fools on the walls, you know, who would never look under their feet......"

"Little door?" Rosa interrupted him again, "where?"

"It's diagonally opposite this tower, on the edge of the other tower. ”

Rosa sighed - they couldn't get out the same way again.

The situation was almost as desperate now as it was in the three-storied tower, when at least there were no hordes of enemies waiting outside the door......

“...... Shall we stand here until the buds come out?" asked Lange impatiently.

Rosa glared at him fiercely, and before he could say anything, Lange had already pushed her aside and strode towards the door.

"Lange!" Rosa cried out angrily and urgently, but she couldn't hold back her brute father. A shadow passed by her, and Sesyana pounced on Lange, as if trying to stop him, but Lange did not rush out of the door, but took something that looked like a stone from the strap around his waist, laughed and rounded his arm, and threw it with all his might.

In an instant, a strong light exploded with a loud bang.

It was as if a thousand bolts of lightning struck the sky at the same time, shaking the entire palace, and the sound of glass breaking and screaming rang out, interspersed with Lange's smug laughter.

“...... What the hell is that?!" Rosa roared, "Can't you just tell me first?!"

She didn't look directly at the bright light, her eyes only recovered quickly after a brief period of darkness, but she was suddenly dizzy by the loud noise, and her ears seemed to be blocked by two things, and all the sounds became a little strange.

"What's that surprise!" Lange laughed and raised his tomahawk, "I told you we could get out!

He let out a war cry from the natives of the southern island, or simply a foul mouth, and rushed out of the door defenselessly.

The soldiers outside probably won't be able to attack now, but it probably won't be long.

Rosa sighed in resignation. He picked up a shield from the ground and followed closely, only to find that the elf's reaction was unexpectedly slow.

“...... Are you alright?!" she exclaimed involuntarily, a little panicked in realization. For elves' keen senses, loud noises and bright lights are likely to cause even more serious damage.

But Sesyana shook his head and followed silently, his steps still brisk.

Lange was heavy and carried a northerner who was not much shorter than him, but he ran effortlessly. It wasn't Rosa's turn to make a move, and he turned his head to the side door. The attackless soldier kicked to the side, swung his tomahawk three times and smashed the door open.

An arrow flew over Rosa's head and grazed Lange's arm against the cracked door panel. But he didn't shoot in at all, just bounced and fell to the ground, obviously lacking strength.

But the arrow was enough to warn them that the soldiers, who were far from the center of the explosion, had recovered. Their fleeting opportunity is fleeting. And there was no telling how many people were waiting for them on the other side of the door.

"If there's anything else you have 'surprises', you'd better tell me now!!" Rosa yelled as she pushed Lange out the door as she seemed to want to turn around and fight back.

This side of the door is obviously a martial arts arena, and there are almost no people in the open field, but there will probably be dozens or hundreds of guards rushing towards them soon......

"Oh, is that a 'surprise'?" Lange smirked, pointing not far away.

It was a stable.

Red flames were slowly rising from it. It was so humid that the flames were still half-dead, but in the billowing smoke, a large herd of oily and smooth horses neighed and rushed out.

“...... Didn't you say you didn't bring anyone with you?!"

Rosa punched Lange. She loves such surprises. But more worried that it would be one of her younger siblings who set the fire.

"I don't, but I have Irene!" Lange smiled at her, smiling with white teeth. "I told you she's a good girl!"

More smoke rose from all directions, exclamations abounded, and the whole of Lockcastle seemed to suddenly become a mess. Rosa didn't think it was like something that a "good girl" could do...... But there's no time to think about it that much now.

Even though there was chaos around them, soldiers rushed towards them one after another. Rosa sighed, drew her sword, and realized helplessly that she had somehow sunk deeper and deeper into the mud she had somehow stepped on.

If you are lucky enough to escape this fate...... She's going to let the guy behind it all know the cost of Rosa Latus!

The sound of elven swords unsheathed was clear and pleasant, strangely blending with Lange's gruff growl, and a smile twitched on Rosa's lips.

They were still trapped in Lockburg, but for some reason, she just knew they would get out.

As for the troubles that followed...... As the great water saint Ed Singal said, "There will always be a way." ”

The black smoke choked them as well, but at least it made the archers useless. Repelling a round of attacks back-to-back, they sped towards the nearest north gate, where they could see the heavily guarded guards in front of them.

It seems a bit difficult to break out.

“...... Do you have another thing like that?" asked Rosa with a glimmer of hope as she cowered in the haystack.

Lange shook his head vigorously.

Behind him there was a neighing of horses, and in the sound of hurried horses' hooves was the sound of unusually heavy wheels turning.

Rosa turned around, and in the midst of the smoke, two black horses were rumbling towards them with a magnificent and heavy carriage...... On the back of one of the horses sat a woman in a black dress.

"Erin!" Lange laughed and waved his tomahawk, "good girl!"

"Lange!" the woman shouted excitedly in a crisp voice as the carriage sped up to them, "Come on!"

Her hair was scattered, and her face was black and white, but she could still see a beautiful countenance, and Rosa thought that "Irene" was a cook in the kitchen or something, but the woman was clearly dressed as a noblewoman...... And she's a widow!

Rosa glared at her father with hatred - did he even figure out which woman he had provoked?!

Lange just shoved Borena into the carriage, jumped on another horse, and shouted at Rosa: "Get in the car!"

Rosa stood still.

"What if you go up?" she yelled at her father angrily, "do you think this carriage can smash that door?!"

"Oh, of course it can't!" Erin chuckled happily, "but we have another way." ”

She triumphantly ran her slender fingers across her neck: "For example...... Set up an axe here. ”

Stunned, Rosa suddenly felt that their real trouble might have just begun.

(To be continued......)