With a team of heavily armed guards, Graton stormed the castle's prison in fear.

The 'Inheritance' was lost!

When he got the news, Graton froze in place.

He knew very well what kind of punishment he would suffer if such a thing was learned by Archduke Merck.

He lost more than just status.

And his reputation.

As a knight of the Grand Duke Merck and the governor of the western part of the entire duchy, the latter is more important to Graton than life.

"The whereabouts of the 'Inheritance' must be found out from the mouth of that damn 'thief'!"

With this conviction, Graton walked into the entrance of the cell.

But Gratton, who was just about to leave the prison, swept the window out of the corner of his eye, but his steps were stunned.

The windows were closed.

However, the square timber that closed the window slipped out of the groove and fell to the ground.

Moreover, it is not a conspicuous place, it is a very inconspicuous corner.

If you don't look closely, you will subconsciously ignore it.

Graton walked around the corner and picked up the log.

His eyes were on the window.

The next moment, Graton jerked open the window.

It was empty outside.

"No one?"

Graton poked his head out cautiously.

First look down, then left and right.

It was pitch black, and there was not a single figure.

Graton straightened up, his brow furrowed.

However, Graton immediately thought of something and poked his head out again.

This time, he looked up.

However, there is no one in the same place.

"Got too much?"

Graton, who retracted his body, smiled self-deprecatingly.

With the 'inheritance' in his heart, he really didn't have any more energy to pay attention to this, so he ordered one of his subordinates to stay here first, and then walked into the prison quickly.

……

In a room above the cell entrance, about five meters apart.

Qin Ran, who had just turned over, and Lawless let out a long breath at the same time.

"What a cautious, perceptive fellow!"

"I'm here to sweep the tail, but I'm still able to notice other details!"

Qin Ran sighed.

If it weren't for the fact that when the other side came to the window, he immediately chose a higher place as another hiding place, I'm afraid that at this time, he would have been discovered.

"2567, you've noticed more!"

"Thanks to the fact that you were able to think of hiding it in your mouth and bringing it into this copy!"

Lawlessness pointed to the [Key of the Decewer] in Qin Ran's hand.

From opening the shackles to opening the window blocked by the square wood just silently, this hair-like prop has played a considerable role.

Without this prop, the two of them would not have been able to enter here quietly.

For this prop that played a decisive role, Lawlessness was naturally amazed.

Of course, more praise is given to Qin Ran who brought him into the dungeon world.

"I just had a flash of inspiration, and I happened to have this similar prop in my hand, so it happened to be a coincidence."

Qin Ran shrugged.

There was indifference in his expression.

Qin Ran didn't seem to be pretentious.

Because, in his opinion, it is a normal thing.

It's nothing more than using your brain.

However, lawlessness can not be seen that way.

"It wasn't just a flash of inspiration!"

"It's the embodiment of the talent of the Assassins, but it's a pity that 2567 is ...... your age"

Lawlessness said.

The sound is getting smaller and smaller, and in the back, only Lawless himself can hear it clearly.

"It's not safe here, and after that guy finds out about the prison, he will definitely lock it down!"

"According to Hans's description, we are now in the corridor between the prison tower and the entrance to the prison, and to get out of here, we must bypass a water tower, a barracks, and a warehouse to reach the entrance to the castle, where we will meet more than fifty heavily armed soldiers!"

"To get through there, we have to have a hard ......"

"But the injuries on our bodies will inevitably become a drag on us!"

"So, we have to find medicine to treat ourselves, and we need food, horses, and so on, considering the way to escape."

"The most important thing: it's still on the premise of finding Hans!"

"If you can't find Hans, everything is a bubble!"

Qin Ran didn't notice Lawless whispering to himself, his gaze immediately said after glancing at the environment around him.

"Where did this guy Hans go?"

Lawless frowned.

He's just tried to use the team channel to reach out to each other.

But what you get is still [special environment, calls are restricted!] ] tips.

"It should still be in the castle!"

"Let's go find the medicine to treat ourselves first, and then let's go find Hans!"

"Where is the chamber of the Grand Duke's medical officer, do you remember?"

Qin Ran asked.

"Of course!"

"You're not going with me?"

Lawless nodded, and then, immediately reacted.

"With the cautiousness and sharpness that guy showed before, it's not hard to guess what we're going to do next!"

"So, I have to do something to distract him!"

"Once you've found enough medicine, let's go to the castle's kitchen to meet!"

Qin Ran pointed to his feet.

"Be careful!"

Lawlessness admonished.

Then, walk away quickly.

He wouldn't stop Qin Ran.

Because, he also knows that this is the best choice.

With injuries and damaged strength, it will be difficult to implement any plan if they do not restore their strength to the peak as soon as possible.

Whether it's finding Hans or escaping the Duchy of Merck.

Qin Ran watched the lawless back disappear before he began to act.

……

Graton walked briskly into the first floor of the cell.

He ignored the jailer's flattery and let the other party lead the way.

He knew very well what these people really looked like.

It's just a pack of jackals gnawing on corpses.

This left Graton without any liking for them.

"Hurry up!"

Graton urged.

When he learned that Riedrell had been here, his anxiety was almost beyond words.

Because, Ridrel's careful thoughts, in the whole castle, are completely known to passers-by.

For the coveting of the position of the Grand Duke.

has already made the once talented young man disgusting.

However, this does not prevent the other party from being the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck.

Once you ask the other party to find the 'inherited thing' one step ahead......

Thinking of this result, Graton became more and more impatient in his heart.

You know, Grand Duke Merck has more than one son.

And the one he was optimistic about was not Ridrell.

The impatience in his heart made Graton reluctant to follow the grinding jailer any longer, so he snatched the torch from the other party's hand, asked what cell it was, and then rushed towards the cell.

However, when Gratton found that the door of the cell was unlocked, but only hidden, a bad feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Drawing his sword, he cautiously pushed open the door to his cell.

The light of the fire illuminated the cell.

But the scene in front of him made Graton like a lightning strike.

"Lord Ridrel?!"

In disbelief, Graton picked up the young corpse, and when he saw the corpse's face again, Graton let out an exclamation.

Although the other party is not the one he is optimistic about.

But the other party is still the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck.

It's kind of a beloved kind.

The death of the other party will inevitably make Grand Duke Merck angry.

And he was the poor one who was vented.

"Find the murderer!"

"Only by finding the murderer can we calm His Highness's anger!"

Graton sprang into action immediately, he laid down Ridrel's corpse and quickly ordered his men.

"Immediately cordon off the entire castle and send more patrols!"

Graton said.

"Ahh

"No way, Lord Ridrell and his guards just left!"

"It can't be!"

At this time, the jailer who arrived later made an unbelievable cry.

"Shut up this idiot!"

Graton didn't even look at the jailer who had been thrown to the ground with a soldier's scabbard.

The other party's voice just now has made him roughly understand the whole process.

"I changed into the clothes of Ridrel and the guards, and left in a daze, but I happened to bump into me as I was about to enter the prison, and then hid outside the window......"

Graton took a deep breath and issued another order.

"Search the corridor between the prison cell and the cell tower, and use it as the center of the circle for the soldiers to search each room one by one!"

"Yes, sir!"

Several soldiers took the order.

Graton, who was left behind, began to look around.

"Huh!"

"Ridrell is a sword in the back!"

At that time, standing behind him was ...... His guards?! ”

"Then, this guard killed the warden, and when he shot at the prisoners here, he missed, without any hesitation, this guard took poison......"

Graton's face changed.

Although the body had moved, it was a breeze for Graton to restore the scene.

But as the scene was restored, Graton found that his back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

He found that he seemed to be caught in a whirlpool.

If he can't get out, this vortex will inevitably tear him apart.

"Damn it!"

Graton frowned secretly.

Soon, however, Gratton's eyes were drawn to the vomit in his cell.

The sour water in his stomach had become viscous at the moment, as if it was about to merge with the moss in the cracks of the stone wall, but it was still obvious in Gratton's eyes.

"Hiding the 'tool' of unlocking in your stomach?"

Graton was stunned.

Then, right away.

"Bring me all the information about this 'thief'!"

"Yes!"

A soldier bowed in reply.

"Oh no!"

"The warehouse is on fire!"

But before the soldier could leave, one of the soldiers who had left before ran back quickly.

At the same time, shouting from the mouth.

"Fire?"

Graton was stunned.

"So coincidentally?"

The suspicion in his heart made him look at the jailer who was lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

"Did you entertain the three 'thieves' as 'customary'?"

Graton asked.

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