The bright moon on the west slope faintly shone on an alley, and Tails leaned against the wall of the alley, looking at the silent but highly vigilant blood-honking mercenaries who skillfully lurked in the alley, in front of and behind, left and right, or the swords of calamity.

Damn it.

After leaving the tavern, their people did disperse, but they were more alert.

You won't find a chance to do that.

From planning to action, the Sword of Calamity must be resolute, and both the Prince of Stars and the Fast Rope were escorted out of the tavern in a few minutes, approaching the Bone Prison efficiently and low-key.

The Shadow Shield and the Sword of Calamity, plus Russell, the efficiency of the cooperation between the three should not be underestimated, and on the route from the "My Family" tavern to here, except for their deliberate actions in batches to hide their whereabouts, there was no one who was alarmed, and even the patrol team that should have been encountered disappeared from sight.

But at this moment, Tails was most worried not about these, but about one of the people who guarded him, a certain female swordsman with an angry face.

"Eight or nine years ago, when I went back to my hometown, there was also a ruffian who wanted to insult me. ”

Marina rubbed her lips with one hand and pressed the hilt of her sword with the other.

She leaned close to Tails' ear and whispered, but the words contained hatred that could not be ignored:

"Want to know what happened to him?"

Don't want to.

Not at all.

But in the face of Marina, who gritted her teeth, Tails could only smile with a guilty and helpless embarrassment.

"Hey, that, I'm so sorry for what just happened, but you're so good that I can only ...... that."

Before she finished speaking, Marina's eyes flashed with coldness!

Let Tails, who was already in the wrong, stagnate for a while.

God is pitiful, whether it is in this life or in the previous life with vague memories, he has never done "sexual harassment" in his two lives combined, which he himself despises.

However, just now......

Tails bowed his head in pathos, avoiding Marina's fierce gaze.

Two generations of fame, ruined overnight.

Marina snorted coldly and gently pulled out the blade.

"At that time, I was like this, put the sword between the bastard's legs," Marina, who was covered in goosebumps all over Tails, gently lowered her weapon, "and then ...... wrist twist"

Fortunately, before Tails could cry out for help in her crotch, a steady and soft voice stopped her.

"Marina. ”

"I let you watch him, but I didn't let you wait for an opportunity to kill him," Ricky's figure appeared at the entrance of the heavily guarded alley, and he nodded slightly to the subordinates in the alley, and his expression was solemn: "Restrain yourself." ”

Marina frowned, but still put away her sword in the expectant gaze of Tails.

"Of course. She put away the unwillingness on her face and said lightly.

But Marina's next sentence once again made Tails feel bitter:

"We should keep his mouth shut, preferably another arm or leg off him, in case he ...... in the middle of our operation."

Ricky shook his head.

"Our honored guest is not a fool," Crassus of the Sword of Calamity squinted at the self-composed prince, "he knows when to negotiate, when to resist, and who he can rely on at the moment." ”

Tails' heart suddenly became heavy.

He knew that the Shadow Shield's hands were hidden on the periphery, and that falling into the hands of the Sword of Calamity was not a bad choice compared to those people.

"Isn't it?"

Ricky tilted his head back.

There, from Quickrope to Dean to Tampa, the poor three hostages were tied up and gagged, escorted unceremoniously by a dozen fierce Calamity swordsmen, who from time to time threw pity or resentment at each other.

Seeing them, the prince could only sigh sadly.

"Of course. ”

In contrast, Tails was lucky to have only his weapons and bags taken away - he couldn't help but swallow as he glanced at the time crossbow that Marina was carrying behind her and the JC dagger strapped to her waist.

This behavior made Marina's eyes even more disgusted.

At Ricky's signal, the mercenaries, including Marina, obediently moved away.

Ricky stood in front of the prince, his eyes burning and causing Tails to feel uneasy.

"So, all you want to do is ...... in the Prison of Bones"

The prince coughed and opened his mouth, trying to ask for some information, but was interrupted by Ricky halfway through.

"Not enough. The leader of the Sword of Calamity whispered.

Tails was stunned: "What?"

"The Sins of the River of Hell," Ricky looked at him with strange eyes, "you haven't been through enough, you haven't fused deep enough to even touch the threshold." ”

The Sins of the River of Hell.

The abrupt topic made Tails nervous.

"What does that mean?"

I can't even touch the threshold......

The prince stiffened, "So, what you need is someone like Black Sword?"

But Ricky still shook his head in denial.

"He wasn't enough. ”

He looked at the prince with an unabashed coldness and unsettling fervor, two contradictory meanings that made Tails all the more uncomfortable:

"So you need to temper it more, in the midst of blood and danger, let it mature as soon as possible, become strong, and unleash, and finally transcend the extreme realm and reach the legendary 'True Realm'. ”

Tails frowned, becoming more and more confused: "Transcendence...... What realm?"

"What are you talking about?"

"That's the only way," Ricky looked at Tails intently as if he hadn't heard, "We believe that you weren't chosen by the River of Prison to return from death for no reason. ”

Tails' eyelids jumped.

"Actually, as far as the Iron King, Jill Kuth, the Black Knight, as close as the Ninth Man, Solon Tan, and Chu Crassus," Ricky said as Tails said names that were either unfamiliar or slightly familiar, "even you, Tails Bright Star." ”

Tails was confused.

These names ......

The Iron Blood King seems to be the ancient king of the Northlands who led his troops against the ancient orcs......

Jill Kuss, he's never heard of it......

The Black Knight, well, he seems to have caught a glimpse of it in the pile of bitter knights or bards at the head of the little slippery bed......

The ninth, what the hell is this, it's a nickname, right......

Solon Tann, Tann, a familiar surname......

Chu Crassus, strange, isn't Crassus an honorific title for the leader of the Sword of Calamity......

As for Tails Bright Star...... No, what's wrong with me?

Damn, if he had Thelma, he liked to flip through miscellaneous books and never forget it......

Ricky continued, "We believe that for thousands of years, everyone who has struggled back from the edge of the River Prison has had their mission in that era. ”

What the?

Tails couldn't help but ask, "What mission?"

But instead of answering him, Ricky smiled uncomfortably.

"You have obtained a key, prince, to open a door for us that we have been waiting for for more than a hundred years," the leader of the Sword of Calamity laughed, "Don't waste it. ”

The bewildered prince was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of a carriage outside the alley.

Around, the quiet lurking mercenaries were alert like beasts whose territory had been invaded.

Ricky looked up at a figure outside the alley.

"Their signal is coming," said Crassus of the Sword of Calamity, frowning, "go." ”

Tails' face changed, and before he could react, he was roughly escorted out of the alley by an impatient Marina behind him.

In the empty and dark streets, a long convoy of rickshaws carrying unknown goods and wagons pulled by pack horses approached them.

Tampa behind him let out an uneasy "whine", and only quieted down under Sonny's merciless action "reminder".

Looking at the wine glass on the convoy flag, Tails immediately reacted: This is the supply convoy of my tavern.

The convoy numbered about two dozen people, all dressed in ordinary coarse cloth clothes, shabby and light, like the natives of Camp Bladefang, who kept their hooves and turned a blind eye to Ricky's group of people who had emerged from the alley.

In the nearest carriage, a coachman raised his hood to Ricky and nodded politely.

Tails recognized the coachman: it was a chisel.

"Don't worry, the nearest patrol to us has already left. ”

The chisel sat in the driver's seat and smiled smugly at Ricky, who approached him: "There are three thieves who want to take advantage of the night to burglarize, and they have also been solved." ”

"All the factors that could expose our trip ......"

But Ricky ignored him, and instead looked at the other person sitting next to the hammer.

Beside the drill, Semir, a former member of the royal guard of the stars, snorted softly.

"Along the way...... I have to say, they really have a set," I saw that Semir did not hide his disgust, but still nodded: "Shadow Shield." ”

The chisel lifted the hood complacently:

"As we promised. ”

His gaze crossed over to Ricky and looked at Tails in front of Marina, smiling as well.

Tails raised an eyebrow.

Looking at the front and back of the convoy, Ricky noticed the look at the drill and snorted coldly.

But he didn't say anything after all, just stepped onto the shelf behind the carriage and waved his hand.

The Sword of Calamity and his party followed the convoy and walked into the gap between the carriages with ease, merging with the convoy, while Tails was unceremoniously pushed into one of the carriages by Marina.

Swaying the different wheels, the convoy moved on.

The convoy was very quiet, whether it was the shadow shield hiding its head and tail or the murderous sword of calamity, they did not say a word at the moment, silent, rushing to catch the car, walking and walking, and there was only the sound of horses' hooves and wheels in their ears for a while, and the atmosphere was depressing.

Finally, in Tails' restless thoughts, a familiar building appeared in a precarious sight: a massive bowl-shaped fortress with only a protruding archway.

The Prison of Bones.

As the supply convoy approached, a group of soldiers guarding the arch stepped forward, carrying torches.

Tails watched from afar and couldn't help frowning.

"You're too early," said a captain-like guard, who approached the first carriage in the company of a few comrades, and frowned as he looked at the smiling coachman:

"It's ...... until dawn"

The carriages ahead stopped.

The coachman jumped down from the carriage and said with a smile while directing the "guys" to carry the goods: "Special period, be considerate ......"

But the captain's eyes shifted to the rear of the convoy.

"Wait. ”

"Your convoy is a bit long," the captain of the guard looked at the steady stream of follow-up convoys, and his face struck with suspicion: "Why are some of them still armed?"

But the coachman did not panic, just spread his hands and explained with a smile: "We are new here, and you know that the camp has not been very peaceful lately......"

The captain's gaze froze.

He took a step back and subconsciously pressed his hand to his waist.

The seven or eight guards behind the captain were also alert.

Tails, who was watching, clenched his fists: he saw that the captain's armor had the Stardust Guard's emblem on it.

Swish!

"It's not a fart," the captain of the guard, who sensed that something was wrong, pulled out his weapon without hesitation, and said vigilantly: "There are not so many people who can be used to transport supplies!"

The faces of the guards behind him changed.

The coachman's face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved his hand to defend: "No, no, no, that's because, because we are from the Prison River-"

The captain with the weapon in hand was slightly stunned when he heard this: "What is in the Prison River?"

In the next second, a guard behind the captain suddenly stepped forward and hugged him from behind!

Laugh at!

—the ferryman. The traitor behind the captain took the coachman's words lightly.

The captain of the guard, his mouth covered with death, twitched, his eyes open in disbelief as he watched the blood-stained blade thrown from his chest.

Tails breathed hard, but was firmly held down by Marina beside him.

Under the sudden shock, before the rest of the guards could react, the coachman burst into shape!

He passed the dead captain and came to the second guard, who, under the latter's shocked gaze, stabbed a dagger into his throat, nailing his screams between trembling teeth.

At the same time, six or seven mysterious figures emerged from the darkness!

A frightened guard drew his weapon, and just as he was about to shout, he was held down by a "fellow" who went around behind him and expertly cut his trachea.

In desperation, he looked at his colleague for help, only to find that the latter had been strangled by a wire by an unknown Assassin, looking back at him with a painful expression, his hands tugging at his neck in vain.

The other guard was about to call for help from the arch, but before he could turn around, his head was reversed by an assassin with a terrible cracking sound.

An Assassin even pulled out a crossbow and shot it through the back of the neck of a fleeing guard with unerring accuracy, cutting his footsteps in the spinal cord along with his screams.

In the eyes of the frightened Tails, these mysterious figures that suddenly appeared stabbed or stabbed, strangled or strangled, silently but with amazing efficiency, ending the lives of nine guards.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Tails almost forgot to breathe.

That's what it is......

Shadow?

The mercenaries who came with the convoy all widened their eyes and watched in shock at this scene in the moonlight.

By the time Marina, who was also surprised, let go of the short-breathing Tails, the Assassins in front of her had carefully helped the immobile guards, expertly catching their falling torches and weapons, dragging the corpse into the shadows and disappearing from everyone's view.

Soon, the front of the Prison of Bones was empty, and the last traces of the Star Soldiers disappeared from the streets.

Only the bloodstains on the ground tell of what has just happened.

Ricky's brow locked tighter than ever.

"Williams' men are really alert," the chisel looked at the situation in front of him with a sigh, and didn't care, "It's very different from that group of conscripts, if we weren't well prepared, only you ......"

Ricky bowed slightly and stepped out of the carriage.

He remained silent, knowing that it was a drill that was demonstrating against him.

For the "goods" seized by them.

"Damn," Northland swordsman Clay, who walked up to Ricky at some point, commented on the silent bloody killing, "I've killed quite a few people, but it's too ......"

He looked at the blood on the street and couldn't go on.

But Tails understood what he meant.

Ricky patted Clay on the shoulder and gestured.

The mercenaries who had been calmed by the scene just now came to their senses.

The disguised convoy continued on its way, stepping through the archway and into a deep passage leading to the Prison of Bones.

Tails was among them, his expression solemn.

"As you can see, the guards on the ground outside the Prison of Bones have been quietly dealt with, and we have arranged for men to take their place at the sentry," said Ricky, smiling at Ricky, passing over the torches and the blood stains on the ground, and the hammers on the carriage as if nothing was wrong:

"The curfew patrols pass by fifteen minutes later, but they are all conscripts sent by the major families to fill the vacancies, complaining, demoralized, inefficient, no match for Williams's standing army—they can't see through it. ”

"All the way up to the Prison of Bones rotation, you can give us at least four hours. ”

Tails, who listened to their conversation, felt a pang in his heart.

Ricky nodded, "Is there anything else I should know?"

"Even if there is an emergency in the middle of the way," said the chisel with a smile, "the patrol soldiers in charge of the two nearby areas belong to the Heroic Soul Fort and the New Sacrifice Land, and the two subordinate families are also suspicious, so we can try to delay them to come and inspect and allow enough time for evacuation." ”

Exter's former emissary, Russell Vader, appeared in the ranks, and he frowned:

"As far as I know, Frank 'Galloping Horse' is still in the camp, this is a ruthless character, and the few Stardust Guards he commands are the elite of Williams' standing army, with quick reflexes, amazing combat power, and a thorough knowledge of the camp. ”

The chisel smiled and nodded.

"That's right, but at this moment, there are more people in the Bladetooth camp than Frank, a nobleman with mud legs - don't expect a group of counts and viscounts to follow his orders, it's not bad if they don't hold him back. ”

"With some of our small efforts—the levies and the standing army, the local nobility and the royal family, in the poorly commanded Bladetooth camp, they will be more than a little slower than usual from realizing the problem to gathering troops and hurrying to help." ”

Russell understood, and then nodded approvingly: "The people of the stars have gathered troops and marched westward, seemingly in the desert, but they are tying themselves in the camp - you are really lucky." ”

Semir rubbed the brand on his face and snorted coldly, "Why do you think we chose to come in at this time, Northlander?"

Seeing that the two people who didn't deal with each other were about to stand up again, he hurriedly diverted the topic.

"And even if it's the last step," the chisel coughed, "we can also blow the east and the west, and turn the tiger away from the mountain." ”

Clay was puzzled: "What?"

The drill smirked proudly: "This is the saying of the Teng family, which means distraction - think about it, there was an accident in the prison of bones, the assassination of a nobleman from afar, and a fire in the munitions warehouse, in the face of these three things happening at the same time, if you are Frank, as the watchdog left by Williams, which one should you deal with first?"

The three members of the Sword of Calamity understood the meaning of the hammer's words, and they exchanged glances with solemn expressions.

"You seem to have forgotten the Kingdom Secrets, and their eyes and ears in the camp," Ricky said silently, "and they won't be aware of it?"

The drill is eye-catching.

"They may have seen the clues, but they couldn't react: we had released the bait early on, a teenager who resembled the Star Prince, who had recently made an appearance at the Tower of the End - believe me, the secret agents at Camp Bladetooth were busy traveling north for the news. ”

Hearing this, Tails, who was in the carriage behind, let out a breath of disappointment.

Ricky was silent for a while.

"You didn't come here by accident, or by accident," Ricky figured something out and raised his wary gaze, "You were premeditated. ”

The chisel smiled indifferently.

"Maybe you're better at head-on combat, but that's ......"

The drill looked around: "We are the professionals." ”

Semir snorted angrily:

"Like eighteen years ago?"

The chisel smiled and wisely did not answer.

They finally walked through this passage that was neither long nor short, and walked into the main building of the Prison of Bones.

A wooden gate three or four people tall appeared in front of him.

Behind the gate, the noisy shouts of the prisoners could be faintly heard.

Clay stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"My tavern, send supplies. He said coldly.

A small window opened on the wooden door, revealing a man's face, looking at the convoy suspiciously: "Supplies?"

"You're early, and you're ...... Shouldn't you be accompanied by the guards?"

Those were his last words.

In the next second, the long sword on Clay's waist stabbed out like thunder, straight into the face of the guard behind the window.

There was a panicked shout from behind the gate.

"Intruder!"

Apparently, the guards behind the door were aware of the situation outside, and heard only one voice sounding anxiously: "Quick, ring the alarm—uh!"

His voice stopped abruptly, and the rest of the panic vanished.

Seconds later, in a sudden, chilling silence, the sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind the gate.

With the slightest smile on his face, Ricky in the carriage let go of the hilt of his sword.

Tails' breathing grew faster and faster, and the muscles in his arms tightened.

Soon, with the crunch of metal, the door opened with a heavy creak.

Two Assassins, dressed in guard attire, stepped out of the darkness behind the door and nodded blankly at the hammer.

With Tails' sigh, the Swords of Calamity leapt down from the convoy and flew in with torches.

In the darkness, the sound of fierce fighting sounded one after another.

Soon, the short fight was over.

Tails took a deep breath and, at Marina's urging, entered the Prison of Bones.

Away from the moonlight, the only sound of the cell was heard in the dim light of the fire—banging, moaning, shouting, shouting, and the clamor of the prisoners.

"Yo ho - come and see, there's a good show!"

"Hahaha, who is so daring!"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Damn, I seem to see the greenskins fall to the ground!"

"Hey, the one who lives outside says, what's wrong with the door?"

"Looks like the greenskins are fighting?"

"I'll bet ten gold coins, Lear is big, and I'm sure I'll win!"

"Twenty gold coins, all the money to bet on Morpheus!

"You two smugglers, there's a fart of gold!"

Tails looked away from the dead guards on the ground and surveyed the place in front of him.

While the Prison of Bones looked like a round, rugged Colosseum from the outside, the buildings inside were quite complex, and it was clear that they were only entering one of the floors.

The first thing that caught Tails' eye was the hard stone floor, hard and rough, with a few torches inserted into the walls of the boulder for lighting, whether it was the low ceiling, the darkness in the passages on either side, or the constant humming of the prisoners' cries, all of which made Tails feel depressed and uncomfortable.

The chaotic noise came from the arc-shaped passage on the left and right sides where the torches could not illuminate, and many arms could be vaguely seen sticking out of the fence, shaking desperately.

"Damn, I can't see clearly!"

"Prison robbery! Someone must have robbed the prison!"

"Come on, there are people shouting about prison robbery every week, can you change the story?"

"What's that...... Prison robber, help, by the way, open a prison lock for the uncle?"

The Swords of Calamity ignored the voices as they were trained to disperse under their command and enter the darkness on either side.

The drill stopped and turned to Ricky.

"We're in, of course, and we're not going to get caught in the net, after all, the guards also have to patrol, but that's the exit to the outside. ”

"According to the information, there are quite a few people on each floor," the hammer took off a torch and signaled to the left and right: "The first layer we have seen is the most, and the next layer is ......."

But Ricky interrupted him with a slight hand.

"That's our business. ”

The chisel that ate the soft nail was not annoyed, but bowed in a friendly manner as soon as the smile lagged.

A few minutes passed, and the sound of fighting and the frenzied shouts of the prisoners could be heard in the darkness.

A moment later, amid the louder and louder drumming, many of the Swords of Calamity came back from the passage on the right one after another, with traces of battle, and the sharp-eyed Tails noticed that there were many ragged newcomers among them, who seemed to be prisoners of the Prison of Bones.

Among them, a muscular prisoner approaches Ricky and calmly takes the weapon and clothes that Sonny has thrown at him.

"Looks like you're pretty used to prison meals," Clay sneered, "Josh." ”

"Exeter, Anrenzo, Allenbia, Xingchen, the places are different, but the cells all look the same," the prisoner named Josh changed into clothes, looked left and right, and chuckled, "It's fast, I thought you were going to be very moving." ”

"Luckily, we got some unexpected 'help'. Ricky replied with a smile.

The chisel winked kindly.

Russell, who was on the sidelines, frowned as he observed the released prisoners.

"You robbed the prison just to let these people go?"

Russell seemed a little unimpressed: "To be honest, just make some money ......"

Ricky chuckled and shook his head.

"You're visiting the Prison of Bones for the first time, aren't you?"

Russell was slightly stunned.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the chisel beside him, who just smiled helplessly.

"Actually, there are two parts of the Prison of Bones," Ricky patted Josh, who had escaped from prison, and turned to Russell, "Your Excellency, what you see is only one of them—the so-called White Prison." ”

"And we're going to ......"

He looked at Josh, "Tell me, you found it." ”

Josh shrugged, he put away the weapon he had just arrived, took a torch, and stepped forward into the darkness: "Of course. ”

"Come with me, we have to go down. ”

(End of chapter)