The shouts echoed, murderous.
Simmons kept the secret technique, causing the voice to echo in the prison, but it didn't disperse a bit.
Elot is monitoring the ground, paying attention to the wind and grass.
Raymond felt everyone's heartbeat.
When such heartbeats are consistent—
The 'sniper' shouted again:
"We need to act!"
"I have a hidden arsenal in Hans Harbor, not enough to equip everyone, not the latest weapons, but it's temporary because..."
"Our enemies have!"
"What we need is to take back our weapons, equipment, food and ammunition from their hands!"
"Now, act!"
The voice fell, and Raymond began to communicate alone.
"Boyle, please!"
"Please broaden the way forward for everyone!"
Raymond said.
"Leave it to me, Captain!"
Somewhere at the bottom of the prison, a fat prisoner opened the 'secret passage' and stuck his head in.
Then, with a jerk.
call!
The soil in the tunnel began to loosen, and then, flakes poured into the mouth of the prisoner named Boyle.
Immediately, the passage began to widen.
Boyle's figure did not see any change.
He can eat dirt.
And has a unique storage method.
Just half an hour later, the channel widened.
These prisoners got into the passage one after another.
"Nuozan, next, please."
Raymond said.
"Okay, Captain!"
A gloomy voice answered.
Then, a tall, slender figure raised his hand, and a thin mist covered all the prisoners. The next moment, the prisoners who were contaminated by the mist immediately disappeared.
Nuozan, who was exhausted, swayed and was about to fall.
At this time, the skinny Elot helped Nozan.
A steady stream of power was input into Nozan's body.
"Elot, that's enough, save your strength."
"There are still too many places that need to use your strength."
When he was able to stand up, Nozan struggled to pull out his arms, and showed a tired smile to Ellot, who was as skinny as a skeleton.
"Do not worry."
"I don't pay attention to this consumption."
"and… "
"On the ground, those enemies are enough for me to replenish my strength."
Shaped like a skeleton, the evil and terrifying Elot helped Nozan again
"Okay, I'll help you then."
Nozan nodded in agreement.
"Count me in."
"And I."
"I am coming too."
Voices rang out among the prisoners.
All are pledging to help Ellot.
A smile appeared on Ellot's skinny, skeleton-like face. It should have been terrifying, but somehow it gave people a little warm feeling.
The prisoners moved faster.
No one thought that these prisoners could unite.
In other words, no one believes that these prisoners will unite.
Without the shackles of the chains, they were able to use secret techniques freely, and after they cooperated selflessly, this group of prisoners exploded with surprising strength.
In a short while, they left the dungeon at 111 Durham Street and came to the ground.
Nozan once again covered everyone's traces with secret techniques.
Boyle turned around and vomited back all the soil in his stomach.
A moment later, after the soil had completely filled the tunnel, the team of prisoners all looked at No. 111 Deren Street, and they could sense that their Majesty the Queen was there.
Everyone knelt on one knee and bowed their heads in silence.
"Please rest assured."
"Your enemy."
"We'll smooth it out for you."
After the words of an oath, the prisoner team stood up, and after a few breaths, they disappeared into the night without a sound.
Denise curled up on the sofa on the fourth floor of No. 111 Deren Street, flipping through the novel, as if she had noticed something, she couldn't help but raised her head and looked around, and when she found nothing, she couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, this book is so wonderful! It's just a story about an ordinary young man becoming a knight, but it makes people feel excited, and I have auditory hallucinations!"
After sighing, Denise looked at the empty surroundings, carefully put the book aside, and stood up. Then, she coughed a few times, squeezed her throat, and made her voice more masculine, and said:
"Born for glory, Mr. Knight."
Then, Denise turned around again, facing the place where she was standing before, and deliberately answered in a low voice:
"Die for glory, boy."
After speaking, Denise took another small step and stood in the middle.
It regained its original voice.
It says:
"Let's charge!"
"My knight!"
After saying this, Denise seemed to feel a little shy, and lay back on the sofa covering her shy face, continuing to read the novel.
Seeing the excitement, I couldn't help dancing.
Seeing the sad place, I couldn't help weeping secretly.
When I see a wonderful place, I will stand up and imitate another section.
The moments of laughing and laughing, crying and fussing are all Denise has.
And its idea is even more simple.
"Jason has something to do, don't play with me."
"Then I'll play with myself~"
With this in mind, Denise continued to read happily.
Then…
Its daybreak.
With dark circles under her eyes, Denise stared at the rising sun and stood there in a daze.
how come
I obviously just wanted to fall asleep after reading this chapter.
How can it be bright
"illusion!"
"I must have fallen asleep and accidentally flipped through the book!"
"No!"
"It was the book that touched me first, and I opened it!"
Denise emphasized.
Then, she fell asleep on the sofa with a book in her arms.
Curl up and get warm
Sorry, none exists.
The undead are not afraid of the cold.
So, Denise was sleeping on her back, and... drooling, babbling.
“Meat bones... delicious... more..."
Amidst the low whispers, Denise fell asleep even more soundly.
breakfast
It won't be missed.
Because, Jason would call it.
Even if you don't call it, it can wake up when it smells it.
As for Jason, who Denise had placed high hopes on, he was a bit devastated at the moment.
Looking at the two thick stacks of documents on the desk in front of him, Jason felt his eyes were dry, his temples were swollen, and his whole brain was groggy.
Jason is not one to dislike reading.
However, Jason discovered for the first time that reading was so boring.
He knew every word on these documents.
But when they were put together, why couldn't he understand
"Does Gerald review so many documents every day?"
Jason couldn't help but asked Xiao Lide who was helping him with his office work.
"It's half a day."
"This is just the afternoon before, and this morning's will be delivered at noon."
"After you have finished your lunch, you need to complete the review before dinner."
Lide corrected.
Jason couldn't help rubbing his temples.
But he's not one to give up easily.
Not to mention he had promised Gerrard.
so…
He threw the quill in his hand back into the pen holder, got up and walked outside.
"Master Gerald, you..."
"What is learned on paper is always superficial, and true knowledge can only be obtained by practice."
Jason said without turning his head, striding forward.
Just as Jason was about to step out of the door frame, there was a rush of footsteps—
Step, step!
"Urgent report!"