Chapter 29: Fleeing and Seeking Refuge

  A gust of sea wind blew in, and Viscount Biscari stood on the rooftop of Gellert's prison, his cloak fluttering in the wind with a rustling sound. He looked down from above, his eyes fixed intently on the burning drawbridge, fixed intently on that heavily armored third-level magic swordsman, Blood Butcher Phil.

  Although he didn't understand any magic or aura, he had a pair of sharp eyes.

  With his rich experience and keen insight, Bisai Lu quickly distinguished between Blood Butcher and the black-haired young man, who was stronger or weaker.

  At first glance, it seems that Bloodthirsty Betty killed the young man with black hair as easily as swatting a fly, without any suspense.

  Kebisai's heart was always haunted by an indelible shadow that lingered in his mind, making him feel extremely depressed.

  He didn't know why, but he also didn't probe deeper.

  If you can't figure out a problem, just put it aside for now. Sooner or later, it will come to you on its own and be easily solved.

  But Bezier didn't expect this question to have an answer so soon.

  "Sergey, you said a few rounds can settle the battle? Who wins and who loses?" Bixue asked with a smile, turning to ask the Difeng Swordsman standing beside him with his hands clasped in front of his chest.

  Sergei glanced at Blood Butcher Phil with disdain, then looked at Tong Jie with even more disdain. With a hiss, he spat out a few words from between his teeth: "Three rounds, Phil wins!"

  Bisai couldn't help but laugh, just about to speak up, when suddenly he saw two people on the suspension bridge approaching like lightning. The young man with black hair was like a ferocious beast that had suddenly gone mad, using a heavy aerial kick and an unbelievable flip kick to send the massive Blood Butcher crashing to the ground.

  Bisay's mouth was agape, his eyes wide with astonishment, while a hint of something unusual flickered in Sergey's crazed gaze.

  What they saw next shocked them from head to toe!

  They saw this seemingly weak guy, actually beating Bloodthirsty Phil to death with his fists. The heavy and dull thuds of the blows made their hearts tremble!

  Especially when Tang Jie burst out with a series of heavy punches in an instant, the infuriating aura made even a madman like Sergey moved!

  Bisai Liu looked at the black-haired man standing in the firelight, howling like a beast, and suddenly realized: the shadow and unease I felt were all because of him!

  Bisaiyu smiled slightly and said to Sergey: "I really regret not making a bet with you just now."

  "Hmm..." Sergei's prophecy was refuted on the spot, he grunted and didn't respond.

  Bisaiyu deliberately regained his face in front of the 5th-level magician: "If it were you, how many rounds would it take to kill Blood Butcher Phil?"

  Sergei sneered: "A fool like this who thinks he's invincible just because he's wearing heavy armor, one round is enough to kill him!"

  "Huh? Bloodthirsty Phil is at least a 3rd class magic swordsman, how can he be so weak? Is the gap between a 3rd class magic swordsman and a 4th class sword fighter really that big?" Bicelou asked in puzzlement.

  "Ha! Duke, if even you say that this turtle-shell-wearing fool is a magic swordsman, then where is his sword?" Sergei sneered.

  "Leaving the strongest weapon of a swordsman unused, yet relying on one's own armor to engage in close combat with the opponent..." Sergei scoffed at Bloodthirsty Fergel, " Utterly foolish!"

  Bi Saiyu didn't know whether he could or not, and pointing at Tang Jie again asked: "What about this person? What's your take?"

  Sergei's face rarely showed a look of solemnity: "Just looking at his strength, it's even inferior to that of a second-level sword fighter. But the aura he suddenly burst out with just now seems like the finishing move of a fourth-level sword fighter, but I didn't see him accumulating energy, I don't know how he managed to complete the accumulation process in an instant...I'm very curious!"

  Bisai Hehe smiled: "What if it's you and him competing?"

  Sergei sneered and shot a disdainful glance: "I'll show him what a real swordsman looks like!"

  Bisay laughed loudly and patted Sergey's shoulder: "I won't give you this chance. So, about the curiosity in your heart, I can only say sorry!"

  Sergei was taken aback and didn't quite understand what Bisset meant.

  Bisai Liu no longer cared about him, and instead turned his head to the other side, where a fifth-level magician was standing, and said calmly: "Kill him!"

  Bisaiyu's voice was as elegant and flat as if he were discussing the menu for lunch, his sudden cold command left the magician stunned.

  The magician, wrapped in a long robe, raised one hand, and without seeing him recite an incantation, a ball of fire suddenly jumped out of his palm. Then he lifted his hand up, the flame in his hand suspended in mid-air for a moment, before being fiercely thrown out!

  With a loud "boom", the suspension bridge was instantly blown to pieces!

  In the middle of it, a section suddenly broke off, and flames burst out from both ends.

  Tang Jie dodged the attack with his agile movements, but immediately after, the magician's fireballs came one after another, forcing him to sprint rapidly towards the tower exit of the suspension bridge!

  Every step he ran, the suspension bridge behind him was either cut off by fierce flames or shattered by fireballs!

  Tang Jie was being whipped by someone with a flame whip, and he ran frantically towards the bridge head!

  "Hmph, he's quite a runner!" Bisai laughed and turned to face Admiral Wollman who was waiting for his orders behind him. "I can let Bar go, but not this guy! You must bring me his head! Hmph, I'll see how far you can run!"

  Wolman responded loudly and then retreated with a bow.

  Sergei looked at Bissell with some astonishment, seemingly unable to understand why he was so determined to take Tangie's life.

  Bisaiyu saw Sergei's gaze and smiled, explaining: "At first, I didn't eliminate the pirate Bal because I didn't want Atak's sea to be too calm. A dustless big sea is beautiful, but it will also make people like me lose the emperor's attention. Although Bal is cunning, if I want to catch him, it's just a matter of lifting my hand, so whether I want to catch or release him doesn't matter. But this person is different, I can't see through him, he is an unknown factor beyond my control, so I must eliminate him before this factor expands!"

  Sergei shrugged, he was not interested in this political intrigue, he was only interested in the strong and fighting, which is also why Baisel could speak so boldly to him.

  Bisayu smiled and said to Sergey: "Let's make another bet, although the previous one didn't come in time."

  Sergei raised an eyebrow: "What bet?"

  "Let's bet on how far this guy can escape," Bi Sai said with a smile.

  ……

  Run! Run!! Run!!!!

  Tang Jie had never hated magicians as much as he did now, such a despicable and terrifying existence.

  He stared blankly at the fifth-level magician who made him resentful to the bone, standing on the rooftop of Jelalun Prison, throwing fireballs at him one after another without any restraint, while he didn't even have a chance to fight back!

  This helplessness and powerlessness almost drove Tang Jie crazy!

  This was also a consistent feeling of all warriors when they met wizards at a distance.

  "Damn it, I'll personally kill you next time!" Tang Jie, who was blown away by the fireball like a dog with its tail between its legs, ran to the bottom of the tower and turned around, pointing at the location of the 5th-level magician, letting out a loud roar.

  Instead of an answer, a fireball like a cannonball came crashing down!

  Tang Jie dodged quickly, and all he heard was a loud explosion behind him. It was as if he had just experienced an artillery bombardment. The stone debris of the tower flew everywhere, and the hard granite columnar tower was blasted with a hole over two meters in diameter!

  If someone gets hit, the consequences are predictable!

  Tang Jie looked at the smoking hole, and saw another fireball coming over. He felt a chill in his heart and didn't dare to stay any longer. Especially when Tang Jie turned around, he saw that not far away on the main road, fully armed guards were rushing towards him with shields and long spears, his footsteps quickened even more.

  He is indeed brave and daring, but this does not mean he acts recklessly.

  Fighting alone against so many people is not heroism, but rather a brain-damaged behavior.

  From the main gate tower of Jerlant Prison to the port, the distance is quite far, and in between, you have to go through a piece of tangled residential area and two major commercial streets.

  Tang Jie was fleeing, but he was secretly pleased with himself for finding the shortest route from Jailan Prison to the harbor and drawing it on a map. He had also deeply etched these routes into his mind. Otherwise, getting lost in this city and being caught would be a joke of epic proportions.

  However, Tang Jie didn't have time to gloat for long before he stared blankly at the dark and endless streets.

  This exotic building, in the dark of night, looks all the same, every turn seems to be no different, especially those streets he remembered by name, such as Link Street and Azari Avenue, now it seems, who the hell knows which black alley is Link Street, which black corner is going to Azari Avenue?!

  At the time, King Hratim II of the Kingdom of Yock was building Dam City when the northern part of the country faced a large army advancing from the Ponde Empire and the western part faced the distant ocean navy of Frederick VII.

  In the face of being attacked from both sides, Hertat II boldly abandoned the port of Dam and turned the interior of Dam into a complex network of narrow alleys and fortifications. He prepared to lure Frederick VII's naval forces ashore for a fierce hand-to-hand combat in the alleys.

  Khelratim II, although a great and ambitious man, refused to submit to foreign invasion. However, in the face of the powerful and invincible Ponderian Empire, the nobles within York Kingdom betrayed their king in order to protect their own interests.

  Poor Hurrem II did not even have time to look at his proud Dam Castle, which was completed, and he was poisoned by the queen.

  The Ponde Empire thus completed the unification of the Eastern Continent, and Emperor Kryza I ordered the rebuilding of the alleyway fortifications in Dam City. All military facilities were cleared out, and the heavily fortified alleyway fortifications no longer existed.

  However, although all the deer fences and inner city walls were demolished, these alleyway houses like blockhouses remained intact. With the massive migration of the Ponderian Empire in the future, countless refugees who were exiled by the empire came to resettle here.

  The residential area of Damascus has become a maze like a chessboard.

  Tang Jie looked at the alleys under the night sky, listening to the dense footsteps of pursuit coming from behind, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

  He went to Jerulan Prison by another road leading to the mountain cliff, but he came out of the main gate of Jerulan Prison this time and didn't know the way.

  Emotionless face!!

  Tang Jie gritted his teeth, looked in the direction of the harbor, chose a rather narrow alley, and rushed in with his head down!

  On both sides of the street were uneven civilian houses, some residents who heard the neat footsteps and loud shouts lit up their lights, quietly opening a gap in the door and window, revealing pairs of eyes filled with fear and vigilance, making Tang Jie more and more nowhere to hide.

  Relying on his agility and sharp observation, Tang Jie swiftly and stealthily sprinted through the unevenly lit streets, his body pressed extremely low. With each stride, his toes touched the ground silently, but when he pushed off, his body explosively burst forth a short distance, like a hunting leopard.

  Tang Jie sprinted for a while, hiding in a dark corner, and secretly looked back at the pursuing soldiers holding torches, panting heavily.

  The slaughter of this night, especially the battle with Bloodfurnace just now, had almost exhausted all his strength. At this moment, another desperate sprint made him feel as if his lungs were stuffed with a scorching red coal that was about to explode!

  Fortunately, Tang Jie had managed to shake off the pursuing soldiers by a distance during this frantic escape. Just as he confirmed that he was slightly safer and his wildly racing heart was about to calm down in his chest, he heard a faint sound of footsteps behind him.

  Tang Jie's body hair stood on end, he suddenly flipped over, his figure pounced like a fierce beast, with a flip of his hand, his palm formed a knife, bringing up a gust of wind, chopping towards the approaching person!

  Just as Tang Jie's hand was about to chop down on the approaching person, he discovered that it was a young girl hugging a wooden barrel in her arms. She stared at Tang Jie with wide eyes, motionless, and her big round eyes watched the chopping hand knife without blinking!

  Tang Jie's fist stopped at the girl's nose tip, he awkwardly smiled: Fortunately, they didn't really fight, or else her head would have burst open!

  The girl seemed to have been frightened silly, only tightly hugging the jar in her arms, staring at Tang Jie with eyes that didn't blink, and the azure-colored pupils showed a pure and innocent color that made people unbearable to hurt.

  Tang Jie looked at the girl in front of him, she had a head of dark brown long hair, with an oval-shaped face, delicate and pretty features, her height was only about 1.6 meters, not yet fully developed, under a thin linen commoner's clothing, her small body showed some girlish curves, exuding a youthful and very tempting aura.

  Tang Jie smiled warmly and kindly at her: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

  "My name is Emma, I came to deliver breakfast for my father..."

  The girl blinked her big and bright eyes, with a clear and crisp voice, making people involuntarily think: when she grows up a bit more, she must be an absolute beauty.

  Emma? This name sounds kind of familiar...

  Tang Jie thought for a moment, feeling that he couldn't think of it for the time being, so he gave up. He grasped Emma's shoulders with both hands and pointed to the guards holding torches, saying: "I'm being chased by a group of bad people, can you tell me which direction the port is?"

  Emma blinked twice and pointed behind her back.

  Tang Jie was overjoyed, a weird uncle's lolicon smile appeared on his face: "Good kid, brother loves you!"

  After finishing speaking, Tang Jie turned around and ran in the direction Emma pointed.

  Kang Je ran for a few steps before hearing the guards behind him, who were holding torches and shouting as they kicked open every household door.

  Tang Jie's heart tightened and he immediately turned around and hid in a dark corner.

  Two guards arrived at the alley where Tangie was, but saw Emma standing timidly in place, her girlish innocence and fear filling them with a primal urge to commit a crime. They exchanged a glance, gave each other a sly look, and a lewd smile spread across their faces.

  These guards were extremely undisciplined, originally the tyrants of Dam City, they never paid for food and drink, and flirting with good-looking civilian women on the streets was a common occurrence.

  Things like tonight, it's inevitable to break into civilian homes, taking the opportunity to search for criminals, and ransacking them. Some unscrupulous soldiers who can't control their lust will also take advantage of the situation to rape women.

  Tang Jie only heard a rapid gasping sound and the sound of struggling, he was shocked in his heart, quietly poked out his head to take a look, suddenly furious!

  All that could be seen was Emma being pinned down by two guards, one holding her hands down with all his might, the other prying open her legs, one hand pressing against her wildly twisting waist, and the other tearing at his own trousers.

  Emma gritted her teeth, her big eyes filled with horror. Although she was being violated, the thing she protected with her hands was not her clothes, but the jar in her hand!

  This stubborn girl didn't make a sound from start to finish, until Tang Jie's two powerful chops, like a battle-axe, knocked down the two guards. Only then did she go limp and collapse.

  Tang Jie gazed at the girl in front of him, her slightly protruding chest heaving violently, a pair of crystal-clear eyes staring blankly at Tang Jie, as if looking at the bright stars in the sky, with a hint of lingering fear and confusion.

  "Why didn't you call for help?" Tang Jie asked in a low and puzzled tone.

  "I, I... I don't want more people to know, I've lost face for my father." The girl's voice was faint, like a distant sea breeze.

  "You fool, you almost got **ed!" Tang Jie thought it was simply unthinkable, how could there be such a girl who actually thought losing her father's face was more important than her own chastity?

  "It's okay, I'll find a chance to kick them down." Emma said calmly as she got up from the ground, her eyes gradually regaining their calmness after the initial shock and panic. She patted off the dust on her body and carefully opened the wooden jar in her arms, relieved to see that the food inside hadn't been spilled, and a faint smile finally appeared on her face.

  At this moment, Tang Jie only felt that the girl's smile in front of him was like a water lily blooming quietly under the night sky, serene and beautiful.

  Although she is young in age, her body exudes a unique calmness and strength that is characteristic of ordinary people from humble backgrounds.

  Tang Jie couldn't imagine what kind of environment a girl like her had grown up in, and with a mixture of pity and admiration, he took a deep look at her before turning around to continue his escape.

  Emma looked at Tangie's back as he walked away two steps and suddenly called out in a low voice: "Hey, that..."

  "Huh? What's up?" Tang Jie turned around.

  Emma hugged the wooden bucket and walked to Tang Jie's side, pulling at his hem: "Going to the harbor can't go that way, it's a dead end..."

  "What?! Didn't you just say we were going there?" Tang Jie was shocked, looking at Emma as if he was seeing her for the first time, sizing her up carefully.

  "I was just kidding..." Emma said with a straight face.

  Tang Jie felt a wave of gloominess, he was actually played by a little girl!

  Emma looked at Tangie's reproachful eyes with a completely uncaring expression, then walked to another dark corner and tilted her head to look at Tangie: "Are you coming with me?"

  Tang Jie smiled wryly and followed him...

  Arrived home safely, updated once today, 5,500 words chapter, and continued to ask for flowers with a thick face.

  Also, I'd like to give a plug for a book called "Tong Ling Bao Jian", it's quite interesting.