Fountain Of Blood [3]

Same time.

Fontania, the capital of the Morgan Empire. The inner palace of the imperial palace.

"Alive?" Prince Merca's face lit up. General Issac, who was calmly reporting the intelligence information, responded by lightly nodding his head.

"Yes. Two reports came in. One was that he passed the exam, and the other was that he passed the promotion battle."

"Amazing. How did he survive in a place like that?" Prince Merca was truly impressed. Even though Eren was older, he was around the same age as himself.

At a young age, he survived the gladiator training camp in Palemon, also known as Ant Hell, until the end.

"What are you going to do? I'll watch a little longer and then have my subordinates…."

"No. I have to go right now."

"Huh? Then I'll get my men ready right away." When Issac tried to retreat, Prince Merca called him out.

"Issac!" When he turned his head to look, Prince Merca continued speaking with a playful smile.

"Not my subordinates. I'll go myself."

"Prince! That's too dangerous."

"What's the problem with going with Issac? I'll gather some trustworthy subordinates. I'll leave as soon as I'm ready."

"What are you going to do if His Majesty the Emperor finds out about this?" When Issac spoke as if he was frustrated, Prince Merca smiled calmly and patted Issac on the shoulder.

"Don't worry too much. My father doesn't care about me right now because he's conquering the North. I'll come prepared to go, so get ready as quickly as possible."

"Prince!" Prince Merca was about to quickly return to his room but slowly turned to Issac with a solemn expression. And he said it with emphasis.

"This is not a request, but an order, General Issac." If it got to this point, Issac couldn't help it. He got down on one knee and prostrated himself.

"I will follow your orders."

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Eren and Gletch were covered in the blood of their lieutenants.

"You crazy bastard! What have you done…?"

Swish! The moment Gletch slowly distorted his face and spoke, Eren threw the blood-soaked sword to Gletch. Gletch instinctively grabbed the hilt.

At the same time, Eren slipped backward.

"Huh? What is this?" Gletch looked at the sword and Eren alternately with a bewildered expression.

At that moment, the soldiers who were chatting and coming down the basement stairs found Gletch holding a sword. Then, they saw two lieutenants lying on the floor, bleeding.

"Hey! You crazy bastard! It's a mutiny! Gletch killed the lieutenant!" The soldiers turned around again and frantically climbed the stairs, shouting.

Eren, who was hiding, quickly followed after the two. The speed was completely different from what they had seen before.

There was another reason for his haste. There were two iron gates at the underground entrance that he had to pass through. If even one of them was locked, the gladiators in the basement would be trapped.

Then it's all over.

"Damn it! Gletch! Come to your senses! We need to get out of here quickly!" Among the gladiators, Yutalo was the first to realize the reality. He shouted, chasing Eren with his adjutant's sword drawn.

Only then did the gladiators come to their senses and follow Yutalo one by one.

"Shit!" Gletch gritted his teeth and followed. Even if he didn't kill the lieutenants himself, they wouldn't believe him. Even if they did believe it, he might have to be prepared to die.

The water had already been spilled. Now he had to face life or death.

Meanwhile, Eren followed right behind the soldiers and cleverly hid in their shadows.

Even though he moved quickly, it was so stealthy that no one could sense his presence.

Moreover, the soldiers were so panicked and busy running away that they failed to notice Eren's presence.

"The gladiators have revolted! Gletch has killed the lieutenant! Quickly close the door and sound the alarm!" When the two soldiers passed through the iron gate, the gatekeeper tried to close it.

And for a moment, the gatekeeper made eye contact with Eren, who was passing through the iron gate. It felt like time was slowing down.

"What…?" Eren's feet got closer and closer to the gatekeeper's eyes, who were speechless from the absurdity.

Puck!

"Coop!"

Eren powerfully turned and kicked, snatching the shortsword from the unconscious gatekeeper.

To get out of there, he still had to go through one more iron gate. Only then did the two soldiers realize Eren's presence and each drew their weapons.

Perhaps gaining confidence from Eren's small size, they blocked the exit passage and turned around

. But Eren did not slow down. It was obvious that he would be trapped the moment there was any delay.

"Die! You bastard!" The moment the trajectory of the two swords penetrated Eren's body, he was already running down the passage wall.

Tatak!

Defying gravity as if it were natural, he passed over the heads of the two soldiers and swung his shortsword.

Phiss! Phiss!

Blood spurted from their necks and backs. Eren landed on the ground again and shot forward without a moment of hesitation.

Dang dang dang!! An alarm bell rang in the underground passage.

One o'clock was urgent. Eventually, the next iron gate appeared. But the door was already almost closed.

However, Eren was not impatient and turned the short sword around, grabbed it, and threw it as if throwing a spear.

Kakang!

The shortsword, which was flying almost in a straight line, got caught between the iron door and the wall. If it had been even one second too late, the door would have already been closed.

Eren quickly arrived at the iron gate and concentrated all his attention on both hands. Then he grabbed the iron door and pushed it aside.

It was truly monstrous.

Thud!

As the door opened wide, numerous soldiers on the other side were visible at a glance. About ten adjutants and soldiers looked at Eren with dumbfounded expressions. They had no idea that such great power would come from his small body.

But soon they began to approach, radiating their deadly spirit. They believed in their numbers.

Eren slowly picked up the fallen shortsword without taking his eyes off them.