"It's all about...... Eh, come closer, it's too important to say too much. ”

The whole sentence was basically made up of flaws, but the people standing in front of the barracks guards were the prison guard and the "Lord Finn's guard", so they all leaned over one after another without hesitation, and even their heads followed each other lower and lower.

As he said this, Al's left hand had already grabbed the finch's tail and put his right hand on the guard chief's neck, and his right hand let go of the guard chief's arm, and after gesturing to the red spiders, he quietly touched the dagger at his waist.

It was self-evident what they were going to do, and the three red spiders behind them quietly moved their positions without thinking about it, and when they saw their movements, the guard chief's legs trembled a little.

Just in case, the guards in the warden's barracks must be removed, the original plan was that they should die in the barracks, but according to the current situation, it is simply impossible to expect them to put all six people in such a thing, rather than let them report back and forth, which will make the situation worse and more difficult to manage, it is better to take advantage of the short gap when the patrol leaves this area and directly do the matter!

"It's about your family, it's your ......"

The whispers of the bull's head in front and back were already subtle, and the four heads were getting closer and closer, and they were almost all together, but Al was still waiting, waiting for the fingertip touch of the finch tail from [the same as the captain of the guard], which was a signal that the red spiders were already in place, and after a while, the signal came.

"How old is your sister?!"

Before the four guards could even show too much astonishment with their eyes, the mercenaries who had quietly moved behind them raised the jaws of three of the guards at the same time, and condescendingly stabbed the dagger directly through the helmet sight slit, without the dagger, and the one closest to Al also failed to escape the death of the sharp blade, they died silently, and even the only remaining eye was the stunned that had just been brewed.

Since the red spider and butterfly wings can come out of the Proude Square with an almost unscathed attitude, their strength is definitely not bad, as long as they are not empty, to complete this kind of sneak attack can almost be said to be hand-to-hand, originally Al was worried about whether there would be something wrong with the hummingbird, so he deliberately kept an eye on it, but it turned out that this was just a blind worry, and the technique of this woman with a beautiful tip was actually the cleanest.

Thanks to their normal performance, except for the four subtle muffled sounds of sharp knives entering the flesh, there were no other superfluous sounds in the whole process.

After succeeding, there was no need to be reminded, the female mercenaries immediately carried the corpses into the barracks, and their movements were swift and silent, and it was actually easy for them to do this with the support of the blessing of courage, Al followed closely, naturally carrying a dead corpse in his hand, and the captain of the guard, who was scared half to death, had already been completely handed over to Sparrowtail.

Several people carefully bypassed the screen blocking the doorway and entered the almost empty hall, and the reason why they dared to enter directly was because according to the voices of the guards who had come in to report earlier, although the hall was lit with oil lamps, there was actually no one, and the warden was in one of the two small rooms at the end of the hall.

It should be the one on the right, because there is no light leaking out of the gap under the door on the left.

Al gently placed the corpse he was carrying in a position that was still a little away from the wall, and could never be seen from the outside, and then gestured for the butterfly wings, hummingbirds, and red spiders to go out and stand outside, one less guard might be considered to be in, but two or more were a bit strange.

As for the work of knocking on the door, it must be that he and the tail of the guard are on the guard, judging from the interval between the original knock and the sound of the door, there may be more than one person inside, and before that, the guard master who is no longer useful for the time being must be forced to fall into a strategic coma, which is also a matter of a slight pinch.

After knocking on the door, the countermeasures were finalized within three or two sentences, and the two walked to the front of the room on the right side with the unconscious guard chief, the breathing of the finch tail became a lot shorter, and it seemed that he was a little nervous and scared, so before knocking on the door, Al quietly reached out to the part of the opponent's armor that could not be taken care of, and rubbed the round and stiff that suddenly tightened and gradually relaxed through the lining, and it had an amazing size that echoed the upper circumference of the robe.

Before the rough and burning big hand was about to touch the softness of the clouds, the stiffness caused by fear and nervousness completely turned into a dodge that represented cowardice and shyness, and when he saw that his goal was achieved, he did not continue to bully the other party, after all, the people in the room should have noticed that someone was standing outside.

So the big hand was slowly withdrawn, and the fingers slowly approached the wooden door.

After three or two knocks, the door was immediately opened from the inside, and it was opened by a middle-aged man who was twice white, wearing armor and no helmet, this kind of character would usually be a little more difficult than the average soldier, but it was not a big problem.

Behind the middle-aged man was an old man with gray hair holding a thick book, which was probably the goal of the trip, and the old man stood at the side of the desk, on which was the only light source in the room, and there was no third person in the room except them.

As discussed in advance, Al didn't plan to talk more here, so he let go of the unconscious guard captain and crashed into the soldier blocking the door, with the ensuing muffled snort, the two crashed into the room together, according to the plan, Sparrowtail took two steps forward at this time and raised his sword against the prison warden's throat, and one move decided the victory.

He had even thought about what posture he would use to take advantage of the prison chief when he was coerced into writing a warrant by a birdtail.

Unexpectedly, the tail of the finch was stunned for a moment?!

Could it be that she was too distracted by touching it?!

In any case, the situation was already ready to be fired, and he shook the dagger in his hand for a moment, and then slammed into the other man's face, and at the same time, the tail of the finch behind him finally rushed towards the warden, and let out a very low, inexplicable exclamation.

"No!"

It's clear that the situation is very good, but the devil knows what this is "not".

The soldier who was knocked away obviously didn't react, and after being deceived by the trick and shaking his head first, he directly let the dagger with huge force pierce the face bone and stir up the brain, and only let out a muffled snort until he died, not painful or itchy, and the corpse that suddenly lost its support did not immediately fall to the ground because it was held by a big hand, and the female mercenary on the other side had also used a sword against the old man's neck, and the situation was clear and clear.

However, Sparrowtail did not seem to be satisfied with this ending, she squinted at the fake soldier, as if she couldn't wait to say something, but what was unexpected was that the person in this room who opened her mouth for the first time was not her, but the prison master, who would have thought that this old man had been put a sword against his neck and dared to open his mouth to shout?

A hint of fierceness flashed in the mercenary's eyes, and in the next moment, the long sword would probably pierce the throat full of strength, Al was worried that the warden would die like this, so he hurriedly grabbed a book on the bookcase on his side and threw it over, slamming the mouth in the middle that seemed to be able to swallow a fist, and the hard spine of the book not only smashed the prison master to the right back, but also happened to dodge the sharp blade that stabbed forward, and smashed the hoarse roar into a low muffled snort.

As soon as the mercenary recovered from her stunned moment, Al rushed over and grabbed the warden who was still screaming with a mouth full of blood, completely cutting off the screams that had only opened the head.

"You almost died," he said with a sigh of relief, grinning, "Prison Master." ”

After hearing this, the old man who couldn't stop struggling was stunned, and continued to struggle, obviously still wanting to open his mouth and shout, judging from this attitude, it is not easy to make this old thing write a warrant obediently.

"Find a piece of cloth and plug our prison master's mouth first!"

"Woo ......"

However, after the order was given, the female mercenary did not move, obviously this woman has been very obedient when she was outside, just now she almost missed the time, and now she doesn't even listen to the order?

It's a good punishment to be punished by the head.

......

Forget it, I'm probably still a little scared, before I figure out the reason, it's definitely not advisable to be indiscriminate, after thinking about it, Al just turned his head to look at the other party and frowned, "Why are you still standing?"

Birdtail pushed up the mask, his face was very strange, "My lord...... You're pinching the warden—"

"I know, you hurry up and find me a piece of cloth," his brows furrowed more and more, and he looked at the part of the other party's armor that he couldn't take care of, and smiled lewdly, "Otherwise, it will be okay to tear a big piece from you!"

"Lord Blood Falcon...... The female mercenary subconsciously clamped her legs, and then seemed to feel that this could not block the sight that seemed to be able to penetrate the clothes, and hurriedly turned to the side again, and said urgently, "You are pinching the warden-"

"I know, I know—"

"—the old servant......"

—...... Dao"

............

As soon as the words fell, the room was so quiet that only the faint whine of the old man who was lifted up remained, and after being stunned for a moment, Al first carefully looked at the clothes of the guy he was carrying in his hand, and then turned his head and spit out the fly in his throat, and raised his eyebrows and asked the mercenary tentatively, "Who is this again?!"

Faced with the inquiry that might imply the fury of thunder behind him, Sparrowtail was full of apologies, lowered his head and stirred up the ten white fingers together, looking a little helpless and uneasy, "I'm sorry for my lordship...... I'm too late to warn, you," she said, then lowered her gaze in a hurry, whispering more and more, "You're pinching the warden's old servant—"

Click!

Because someone couldn't control his strength in a moment's excitement, the old servant, who was lifted in the air and couldn't help but struggle, crooked his neck and stopped moving at all.

She trembled with fright, and blurted out, "Even the old servant is dead now...... as if she thought of something, and waved her hand again and again, "Oh, this guy who wants to scream is going to die." ”

“......”

The room fell silent again, this time without even a faint whining, and after a moment Al slowly put down the old servant's body, and pointed to the guy on the ground who had been stabbed in the brain by a sharp blade after opening the door, and wanted to ask the other party for confirmation again, but halfway through the words, the woman had already nodded her head again and again.

In other words, this toss and turns, and the result is empty?

The warden's body lay crookedly in the corner, and the expression on the face with the dagger seemed to be laughing, which was simply incomprehensible, and he sucked it in and didn't spit it out, and held it for a long time, holding back a sentence of melancholy, which did not lead to the thunderous anger that the mercenary was afraid of.

"Hell, Prison Lord, what are you doing here to open the door?!"

"Probably...... He happened to come by to pick up a book when you knocked on the door......"

The bookshelves were placed by the door, and there was a worn-out parchment book lying near the warden's left hand, and the answer was self-explanatory.

"Alright," he rubbed his head and waved at the tail of the finch to let the other man go out first, "you tie up the chief guard, and then go outside first, and let me ...... quietly."

The mercenary breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked out, and then went into the next room, probably looking for ropes or something.

He stared at the dead face of the prison warden for a while before relieving himself, the prison warden is dead, which means that the original plan to force the other party to write a warrant has been stillborn, although this result is unacceptable, but if they can't come up with a replacement plan in time, Tiebei and Ao Zhen and others are afraid that they will not be able to get it out.

The only one who can write a warrant is the warden, otherwise the deputy warden would not have personally run to assist Quentin, and now even if he wants to find the deputy warden, I'm afraid it's not easy, after all, the female mercenaries can only be full of appearances when they stand outside, and whatever person leans over, as long as they open their mouths, they will be finished.

Although it is unlikely that someone will come to the prison director in the middle of the night, the longer the time drags on, the greater the danger will definitely be, after excluding the two options of [take them to the deputy prison director] or [go to the deputy prison director alone, and then risk coercing the other party to go to the prison to raise the prisoner], there is only one option left, that is, to take the unconscious guard chief to exit and abandon the plan to rescue Tiebei and the others.

But if something like this happened in the warden's barracks, if you want to get in again next time......

No, I can't get in.

Thinking about it, his attention had already unconsciously shifted to the question of [what useful objects were in the warden's barracks, and where were all the gold coins that had been withheld], and the question soon took over in the confusion of his mind, and his previously shaky gaze began to rummage through the room.

What drives the meditator to change is a tactful retreat.