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"The guards are here, you hide back in your cell and pretend that I am escaping, and we will fight back and forth. Frey whispered orders to hide back in the shadows of the cell, and opened the iron door of the cell. Miloca reacted quickly and returned to her cell to leave the door open, covering the lock with her hand.

"Help, Guard!" Miloca shouted as the guards approached, and two armored guards followed the sound into the corridor.

", someone's escaping! go tell the others!" shouted the guard who had entered the corridor first, and the other turned around before he could cross the door.

"Damn it!" Frey cursed under his breath as he appeared behind the order-giving guard, slashing him at the back of the neck with a slap that broke his cervical vertebrae. Miloca also lunged at the guards who were turning around, kicking him in the shin and causing him to fall off his balance and on the steps. The guard groaned as his chest was almost broken by the edge of the steps, and Frey didn't hesitate to step forward and stab him in the back of the waist, ending his life. Frey then grabbed the blade of the Dead Man's saber with the tip of his sword, threw his sword and grabbed it, and turned to hand it to Miloca. "Cloud Pill is different, I guess no fool would lock it in the armory, so I can only venture to the lord's mansion to have a look. ”

"My lord, I think it's too risky. ”

Frey squinted his eyes and stared thoughtfully at Miloca, "Do you have any good ideas?"

"I've learned a lot of hunting techniques from an experienced troll hunter - trolls and elves, as you may know, the best hunters on the continent - including how to track prey and cover tracks, though most of these techniques are only applicable to the forest. But we may have a chance to quietly bypass the line of defense. It is not too late to wait for the Sixth Corps to destroy the rebels and then take back Yunmaru. ”

Frey suddenly approached Miloca, and the tip of his nose almost pressed against Miloca's face. His gaze was like that of a lone wolf hunting, cautious and sharp, piercing Miloka's heart. His left hand was gripping Miloka's shirt collar, and with his right hand, he pulled a sword flower and pointed the tip of the sword at Miloka's lower abdomen.

Neither of them spoke, and Miloca even held her breath nervously. He didn't know which of his words had struck Frey's nerves and annoyed him so much. But Miloka is not ready to resist, since his exile to the Northern Empire, he has experienced too many moments that he does not want to bear, although the anger of revenge for Say and others is still burning fiercely, but as a child who is only seventeen years old, he feels too tired.

"I believe in you. Frey let go of Miloca with a long sigh of relief, "I've been walking the streets of Ice's End since I was a child, 'carving' many shortcuts that even urban designers never thought of. If your teacher is good enough, and you've inherited his skills, I don't mind having the rebels keep Yunmaru for me for a few more days. Get out of the way, whether we sneak out without a trace or fight our way out, it's enough to prove that you're lying. ”

Miloka nodded firmly, put down her sword, and said, "First, we have to change into the clothes of the dead. ”

The Dungeon Guards' armor was a bit oversized for Miloca and Frey, and they had to lift their shoulders to barely look so strange. But the helmets were of great help, and as they cautiously avoided the guards, they only had to keep their heads down and move forward silently, and no one would recognize them even if they passed by.