Chapter 102: Conditions
Faced with this hellish scene, the people in the stands could no longer remain calm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Most of the audience here were nobles and merchants, who had never seen such a large-scale war, and the excessively bloody scenes were disgusting and terrifying.
Many turned pale, and even vomited, and fled the stands in a hurry, not wanting to look more, even a glance. The vast majority of those who did not leave were not afraid of it, but were so frightened that they could not afford to flee. Only two people were left in the VIP seats at the front of the stands, and they were also pale, but not because of the bloody scene.
"Is that your plan?" asked the Governor of the East, gritting his teeth.
"This is Stormwind, not Radiant City, it's your territory. Count Sakura was similarly unkind.
"Damn. The Eastern Governor shook his head angrily and helplessly, "I can go and mobilize the army, but you have to tell me who these warriors are?"
"With so many high-ranking armed men entering the city, didn't the sheriff of Stormwind report back to you?" Count Sakura pouted and turned to leave, not intending to talk to the idiot governor any longer.
What a disaster to have such a stupid partner, Count Sakura thought to himself.
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"There are quite a few helpers for this miser. ā
On the stone pillar at the top of the arena, a masked woman with a brown longbow muttered a word and quietly left.
"It seems that Yadunis is superfluous. Fregaar glanced at the warrior beside him, shook his head, put the greatsword in the scabbard behind his back, and turned to walk out of the arena.
"Freigal. Albert stopped him.
"Go and thank Yadonis, I'm not helping you. Fregaar didn't stop and didn't look back.
Albert was stunned, and was about to ask Fregar who Yadunis was, when he suddenly remembered the humble and polite gentleman nobleman he had met in the Misty Forest.
He nodded and looked up, but Fregaar had already left the arena.
Only wait until later to thank him, he thought to himself, glanced at the hundred warriors, and performed a mage salute. "Thank you for your help. ā
"We are just soldiers who follow orders, and you should be thankful for my master. A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd with a smile on his face, "Let's go, my master wants to meet you." ā
"Of course, I have to thank you in person. Albert nodded, "But before that, who is your master?"
No one wants to go with a group of unknown masters, and Albert is no exception, and he must beware if this is a trap laid by Count Sakura. Blatantly killing an ancient mage, or more precisely, a mage who has passed the 'Death Trial', will draw the ire of the Mage's Guild. If you take him to a corner where no one is looking, there won't be much trouble.
"Come with me, you'll know. As he spoke, the middle-aged man made a gesture of please.
"No, I have to know who the other person is. Albert shook his head, "Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to fully trust you." ā
"I don't need your trust, just come with me, if you want to get out of here alive. The middle-aged man spread his hands, "And, of course, your friends." ā
After speaking, the middle-aged man raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at Albert and the others.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of warriors behind the middle-aged man all made the same move, surrounding Albert and the gladiators.
"I hate being threatened. Albert had no doubt about the authenticity of the other party's words, each of these hundreds of warriors had reached the golden rank, and it was not something that these seriously wounded gladiators could contend with.
For a while, he fell into a difficult choice and was a little overwhelmed.
This may be a trap for Count Sakura, but there is another possibility, maybe some big man noticed him, or maybe his potential.
"But you don't have a choice. The middle-aged man smiled and shook the hand holding the sword, "Your friends are all seriously injured, if you continue to hesitate, I'm afraid they won't live long." He sheathed his sword and waved his hand to signal the warrior behind him to lower his weapon, "Boy, what are you waiting for? It's not a difficult choice, trust me, the army of Stormwind will be here in a moment." ā
"Albert, it's a trap. Kyle walked up, weakness in his tone.
At the same time, everyone looked at Albert, waiting for his decision, and they were willing to obey, whether to fight or stay.
"He's right, we don't have a choice. After the silence, Albert smiled, and although the taste of being threatened was offensive, he had to think of his companions. "I can go with you. He told the middle-aged man.
"You're a smart kid. The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, "Don't worry, we don't have a bad ......."
"But before you do, you'll have to escort my friends out of town. Albert interrupted the middle-aged man, "I still need potions, bandages, horses." ā
"Impolite boy, you should know that I saved you, and you shouldn't talk about conditions anymore. There was some dissatisfaction in the middle-aged man's tone, I don't know if it was because the other party's conditions were too much, or because the other party rudely interrupted him.
"It's not a condition. Albert smiled lightly, "You're looking for me, not them." ā
"Albert, you damn idiot, you should listen to me at this time. Kyle yelled in frustration.
Yarman opened his mouth and closed it again. His job is to protect Kyle, and as a personal guard, he should persuade Kyle to leave. But both he and Kyle are friends with Albert, and as friends, they should not leave at such a moment, let alone persuade Kyle to leave their friends behind.
Kyle was right. Barrett spoke, and the others nodded earnestly.
"That's right, you're smarter than me. Albert smiled at Kyle, "But at least someone has to take care of Edith." ā
He turned back and looked at his friends who were living and dying with him, and at the gladiators of all races, but who fought alongside him. At this moment, all the survivors had a war intent in their eyes. There is no doubt that at the slightest command from him, these men will raise their arms and strike at an enemy they cannot defeat. But he couldn't do that, he couldn't let his companions die because of a hypothetical possibility he had imagined.
Perhaps, things are not so bad.
"You!" Kyle gritted his teeth, but he was stuck in his throat and couldn't say any more.
He looked at the middle-aged man and pointed to his mask, "Maybe you don't know who is under this mask, but you remember that anyone who hurts my friend will die in great pain, no matter who the other party is!"
"Your friend has a great sense of humor. The middle-aged man looked at Albert and shrugged with a smile.
"The same goes for you. Albert smiled in return, "We've been talking for five minutes, and I want to leave before the troops arrive." ā
"Well, humorous ancient magician. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth secretly, but did not get angry. He knew very well that once Albert was willing to submit to His Royal Highness the Grand Prince, his status would surpass him, and excessive offense would not do him any good.
"I agree with your suggestion. He told Albert.
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A very small pharmacy came into view.
The middle-aged man bought some hemostatic medicine, alcohol and bandages, and the crowd performed a simple bandage.
Led by hundreds of warriors, everyone shuttled through the remote alleys. After some time, they arrived at the door of a dilapidated house. The middle-aged man took out the key, unlocked the door, and pushed the door in. "Follow me. He told the crowd behind him.
"Where is this?" Albert frowned, standing outside the door and asking the middle-aged man. He didn't want to rush into a strange house, who knew if there would be an ambush inside.
"You're too cowardly, ancient magician. The middle-aged man couldn't help but sarcastically, "There is a tunnel here, leading to the outside of Stormwind City." Are you going to leave directly through the city gates?"
"He didn't have to lie to us. Kyle spoke, leading the way inside.
Albert nodded, leading the group to follow. He fully trusted Kyle's judgment, the smartest of them all.
Entering the house, Albert looked around, his eyes glowing a faint green. The dimly lit walls were dilapidated, large chunks of wall skin were peeling off, and the paint had discolored. Dusty cobwebs hung from every corner of the house, and the few pieces of furniture were no longer recognizable, and it looked like the house hadn't been inhabited for years. Kyle is right, there is no other life in the room except for spiders and rats scurrying around.
"How do you make a judgment. Albert asked curiously.
"It's easy. Kyle smiled and put on his trademark, obnoxious face.
"I'll admit you're better than me. Albert resisted the urge to kill and looked at the triumphant Kyle, "It's time for you to announce the answer." ā
Kyle shrugged and stroked his long, silky blonde hair, a gesture he does before every show off, even though it doesn't look good in the eyes of others. He stared at Albert until Albert's face was blue and his eyes burned with anger.
"Didn't you notice? The doors of the entire alley are locked. He told him.
"I see. Albert nodded thoughtfully, "You're so careful." He praised heartily.
None of the residents of the alley are there, or perhaps there are no inhabitants in this alley at all. And there was no one else on the street except them, if these warriors really wanted to do it, they could do it in the alley, and there was no need to bring them into the dwellings.
The narrow corridor was dark and lightless, as if there was no end to it, and it continued to descend.
The middle-aged man led the way with a torch in front, and I don't know how long it took for people to finally regain their light.
"This is the outskirts of Stormwind. The middle-aged man spoke, looking at Albert, "Your friends can go." As he spoke, he pointed to the east, "There is a small town three kilometers away, and they can buy their own horses, and that's all I can do." ā
"Anyway, thank you. Albert nodded and looked at Kyle, "Tell Edith for me, I won't miss it this time." ā