When it fell into the air, the mad dog felt the rope and straightened it, so he let go and jumped down. Pinching the right time, he activated his stealth at the moment he was about to hit the ground, and landed silently by relying on the air current.

Perfect...... Sure that no one had noticed, Seresa looked up in satisfaction and looked down the string: the skylight was half closed.

If you let go too late in the air, the window will be pulled by the weight and close directly...... Squinting his eyes triumphantly, Mad Dog took a deep breath: in that case, it would inevitably attract the guards by the sound of the windows closing.

Standing on tiptoe, Mad Dog grabs the string with his right hand and pulls it down gently. Slowing down the rhythm of the fingers, the sunroof slowly closed under the traction, and finally fell back into place completely.

Seeing that it didn't make a sound, Ceresya finally relieved herself and took a short breath. With a sudden force on his wrist, he quickly pulled the string down and put it back in his pocket: the slipknot that had been tied at the edge of the armrest before was to recover the rope without leaving evidence.

Well, all is well!, and with a burst of joy, Mad Dog pulled down his hood and looked behind him: since there were so many boxes piled up, he might be able to leave here later.

In order not to waste time, Mad Dog decided to try to climb first. However, after climbing three layers of boxes, he almost fell: obviously, it was impossible to get out of this way. The pile on top is all empty containers, and there is no focus point at all when you step on it.

Damn it, I knew it wasn't that simple! Resisting the desire to kick the empty box, the mad dog nest jumped back to the ground: it seemed that he could only find another way out.

The main entrance is out of the question...... Looking around, the mad dog was annoyed to find that there was no other window to escape. As a result, they had to flee through the back door.

If memory serves, there was a guard sitting in front of the back door, facing the door...... Thinking of this, Mad Dog felt a headache: it wasn't hard to pry the lock open, but it wouldn't be easy for the guard to keep an eye on the door. Besides, if he was a clone, he should be able to see at night - and then he wouldn't be able to put out the light and sneak away.

Forget it, I'll figure it out when the time comes...... With the idea of waiting for him to change shifts, Mad Dog carefully looked around the extremely dim area, this warehouse may be stacked with flour, medicine and other flammable goods, and there are no fixed lighting utensils set up everywhere.

Of course, it is also possible that the clones do not need lighting to be able to see at night...... However, this is unlikely. Laughing at the idea that had just come to him, Mad Dog untied the flask from his waist and poured a large gulp of liquid: these clones were shrewd enough to make the mistake of revealing their filling.

Damn, why isn't it wine? Swallowing the tasteless liquid with difficulty, Mad Dog frowned angrily: Lucina, this bastard, how dare you play tricks on Lao Tzu! Let her fill me with wine, and actually fill a pot of boiled water?!

It was definitely the knight's instigation...... Angrily screwing on the same invisible lid, Seresa viciously pinned it back to her waist: Damn, I'll settle accounts with him when I go back!

Because he didn't drink alcohol, the mood of the mad dog became extremely bad in an instant. Swallowing his saliva, he only felt that his throat was dry: this is bad. If you don't have a drink before you work, you won't be able to get into the state. In the worst-case scenario, you may also be discovered by the other party and your infiltration may be revealed.

Damn, I really should have checked the flask before...... The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the mad dog walked lightly and walked down the path surrounded by goods in front of him: Why didn't I expect it to be tampered with?

However, as soon as he took a few steps, the patrolling lantern guard reappeared. Immediately stopped, and the mad dog stood motionless—to his slight alarm, the man stood still, staring at this way.

Did he notice something wrong? Don't look around, he looked nervously behind him: he shouldn't have left any footprints?

Fortunately, the man just looked at it for a moment and then turned away. Finally catching his breath, Mad Dog strolled forward and stepped into the aisle.

Narrowing his eyes, Mad Dog looked at the wooden boxes: they would never fit the size of the ice cubes.

It's darker...... Walking in the opposite direction of the guards' patrol, Mad Dog recalls what he saw through the skylight: in this direction, there seemed to be an iron door. Maybe it leads to the basement - it's a good place to hide the body. As long as you lock the door, no one will know what you are hiding inside.

With this thought in mind, Mad Dog slowed down and walked to the iron door with his memory. To his surprise, there were no guards in front of the door.

I thought it was a problem with the viewing angle that I didn't see the guards...... Frowning, Mad Dog looked around: such an important place, there are no guards to guard it?

Looks like...... Are you trying to deceive Lao Tzu? Grinning, Selesa proudly took out a wire: Do you think I wouldn't have gone in without the guard? This kind of deception can also fool Lucina.

To ensure safety, the mad dog stood in place, waiting for the patrol guards to pass by. Counting the frequency of the two guards' patrols, he finally seized a gap to pick the lock.

Swing the slightly curved wire into the keyhole and the padlock will soon be easily opened with a "click". The wire was broken so that only one piece was left exposed, and Mad Dog twisted the bottom of the wire into a hook and hung the knotted string at the bottom. In this way, you can open and close the iron door by pulling the string after entering the basement, preventing the other party from discovering or locking yourself - the rope and wire are so small that they usually go unnoticed.

After doing all this, Mad Dog walked in quickly and closed the iron door behind him.

The level of darkness in the basement is much deeper than in the ground. Groping around the walls, the mad dog closed its eyes for a long time before opening them: the long-term exercise of night assassination had made the eyes quickly adjust to the darkness.

Walking slowly down the steps, Mad Dog put his hand on the handle of his sword and looked around vigilantly: although he knew that there was no enemy, his body would still subconsciously make this action.

Damn, alcohol addiction is guilty...... His throat was getting drier, and the mad dog felt weak: when I got back, I had to drink with the barrel in my arms.

As he descended the steps, he nearly tripped over something. Angry and steady, Mad Dog frowned: This seems to be a sack.

As he looked deeper into the basement, Cereya's heart raced: the basement was full of sacks.

My instinct told me that the sack contained the corpses of the soldiers. To test his suspicions, he drew his weapon and gently opened the opening of a sack.

A chill came out of it. This was followed by the ominous black smoke.

In the corridor, which was constantly circulating, the girl collapsed to the ground again due to exhaustion.

Watching her die indifferently, the silver-haired girl's pupils glowed scarlet.

There are still seventeen years and two hundred days left for the end of the world.