Chapter 152: The Road to Freedom
"There's Borgo Manor ahead!" Wilson pointed ahead and shouted, although the road was not far, Wilson dragged an injured leg and walked poorly.
"Let's hurry up, we'll be safe when we get to Borgo Manor!" Snorlan helped Wilson a hand.
"Okay." Wilson nodded, gritted his teeth, and quickened his pace.
At this moment, the prisoners in Ruytborne Manor have basically been dealt with. For a time, this huge manor was strewn with corpses and rivers of blood, and the corpses of prisoners in gray-and-white prison uniforms were everywhere, occasionally mixed with the corpses of several guards.
"How's it going, Mr. Gold, have you found anything?" Ruitbird and Gold stood in the courtyard together, Gold was born with an ability to communicate with animals, this ability comes from his father was a druid, although he awakened the blood of his ancestors and became a barbarian, but the druid education he received from a young age allowed him to communicate with animals and domesticate beast companions.
Gold's animal companion is the Eagle, named Narak, who he subdued on the ice fields of the Duchy of Riosta, and is able to see things on the ground with the help of his eyes.
"Found it. Those three of your prisoners are running away with Wilson in the direction of Borgo Manor. β
"Mr. Gold, can you solve them? They must not be allowed to escape to Borgo Manor! I don't know what that kid at Snorlan has to do with that old woman like Sandora, but Wilson knows too much to let him live to be my opponent! β
"It's hard to leave them all." Gold thought for a moment, "Nalak hasn't experienced any battles for so many years, his combat strength is never higher than that of a silver-level warrior, Narak can see a certain flow of energy, that prisoner of yours is flowing with a stream of energy, he is already silver, Narak is afraid that he can't beat him, not to mention that there are four of them?" At this distance, I can use the ability given to me by the bloodline to throw a spear or a javelin or something, solve one, but this ability can only be used once a day, Mr. Ruitbird, who do you want to solve? β
Ruitbird made a mistake, Snorlan was the god of killing, Eresnu, named the enemy to kill, but Wilson held too many secrets of himself, Ruitbird persecuted too many innocent people in his dungeon, if these innocent people were civilians, but there were many dignitaries among these innocent people, and these things could not bypass Wilson. If these things were exposed, Ruitbird would immediately become a public enemy of the Southern Trade Federation, and Ruitbird could not afford to take this risk.
Ruytbird thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said categorically, "Wilson." β
Gold nodded, grabbed a spear from his side, leaned back, and gathered his strength, and after about five seconds, Wilson in the distance felt some discomfort in his heartβGold had locked on to him through the eagle in the sky, Narak. The next second, Gold threw the spear quickly, and Ruitbird had a hard time finding the right adjective or a suitable metaphor to describe the spear - because Ruitbird didn't even see how it flew out.
In an instant, Wilson felt a little tightness in his chest, and as soon as he took half a step, he immediately stopped moving, his eyes were as wide as two quail eggs, his eyes bulged, his whole body stiffened, and he made a "......" sound in his throat, and he immediately lost his breath.
When Snorlan heard that something was wrong, he looked back and was shocked: Wilson had been pierced by a spear from nowhere, and the spear pierced Wilson's heart and plunged straight into the ground, and the blood flowed down the spear, and Wilson was still a step away from Borgo Manor.
Snorlan couldn't help but tremble in his heart: if this was aimed at himself, he would have died so inexplicably! He quickly took Theresa and Leslie's hands: "Let's go!" β
Snorlan, Teresa and Leslie, the three frightened birds, hurried away, and arrived at the gate of Borgo Manor in about two minutes.
The guards at the gate of Borgo Manor still remembered Snorlan, they had been here two days ago, and the male owner of the manor, Malcolm, came out to greet him personally, and when they saw the three of Snorlan panting and embarrassed, they hurriedly opened the door and welcomed the three of them in.
"Is Lady Sandora free, we have something to look for her." Snowlan gasped and said to the guards.
Madame is having afternoon tea with the master in the garden, and I will take the three of them to find Madame. β
Snorlan nodded: "It's okay." β
The guards took the three of them into the garden, this garden is not big, but there are strange flowers and plants everywhere, Snorlan can't recognize the names of these flowers and plants on the ground, he only thinks that they are colorful, neatly trimmed, and arranged beautifully, and at the same time there is a strange fragrance coming to his face.
"Isn't this Mr. Snolan? Why are you free to come to me today? Sandora looked at Snorlan with a kind old woman's face, smiling kindly.
Snorlan was a little embarrassed at this time, after all, he had just escaped for his life, and he didn't want to be vain, so he said straight to the point: "Lady Sandora, I heard that you have a deep conflict with a councilor named Ruitbird, I don't know if it's true. β
As soon as she heard Ruitbird's name, Sandora's face suddenly turned cold, and she snorted coldly: "Hmph, that old turtle, I do have some grudges against him. β
"Lady Sandora, I will not hide it from you, because of some old things, I have some irreconcilable contradictions with Ruitbold, and I can't hide it, I just escaped from Ruytbold's dungeon."
Sandora was silent, just took a sip of black tea, waiting for Snorlan's next speech.
"Lady Sandora, I just want to ask you: you have a reason to deal with him, I also have a reason to deal with him, and after settling him, his property and status will be inherited by you, and I only want to protect myself, Lady Sandora, do you have the will to join forces with me?"
Sandora took a sip of tea, put her hand on the tea table, knocked the table with her index finger and middle finger in turn, and thought for a long time before saying: "Mr. Snowlan, I know that just because you are a disciple of Mr. Carmelo and the heroes who can work with Mr. Carmelo and Mr. Carmelo in their great cause, you do have the conditions to cooperate with me, not to mention, the benefits in this are indeed heartwarming." But, Mr. Snolan, allow me to turn you down. You are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie