Chapter 67 If I Die, I Maybe Go To Heaven

Faced with Lucifer's question, Agravain had already answered it, and he had even acted.

"I just sent knights to search every house, but found nothing. I suspect that those people are not people in this small town. The blockade of the town will definitely make them on guard, and they may not come back again."

"Will he not come back? Maybe. Since they can do this kind of thing, they will naturally have their own retreat. Agravain, wait a minute to figure out a way to get that...Farfar to escape."

At this time, Lucifer had read the documents in his hand, and he put down the stack of papers and said a certain decision.

"Escape"

"Yes, make it more realistic. Let him think that he escaped with his own strength. In this way, he who escaped from birth will definitely contact the people behind him. When I showed up to stop him before, he obviously knew that my identity was not simple, but he was still: insisting on the plan. I don't think he has left himself a retreat."

"my king, you meant to send people to follow him and use him as a pointer to find the people behind him?"

Agravain quickly understood Lucifer's meaning.

"Yes! This is called throwing stones to ask for directions. Interrogating the unobtainable information may be able to think of other ways."

"this knight will follow the king's teachings."

After speaking, the black knight had retired, and he was about to start arranging traps to catch mice.

At night, the knights who had been busy all day seemed to relax.

In a prison temporarily converted from a private warehouse, several figures are slowly moving.

With the blade hidden in his boots, Farfarr cut the rope tied to his body.

Under the gaze of other companions, he untied the ropes of these people one by one.

At this time, they faced two choices, one was to find a way to sneak away, and the other was to kill the guards outside the door and escape from the front.

"Ruhr, aren't you a magician? There are only four knights out there. Can you find a way to kill them secretly, and then we can escape?"

Farfar whispered to his companions around him.

The brown-haired bearded who was asked has the look that you are teasing me.

"Farfar, your jokes are not funny at all. The knights out there are all regular troops, they are still the most elite knights under the king's command, and incompetent magicians like me, they can hit ten with one hand."

Although he is also a magician, he belongs to the kind of...magician by tricks...

The knights of the regular army have very high magic resistance physically instinctively, not to mention that the magic flow or magic burst on their bodies can blow out many spells with low magic power.

Coupled with the equipment of the regular army, the charge of such a group of knights is... a nightmare for the magician.

Of course, that...top master can ignore it.

However, it is definitely not in his ability to reach.

Another drunkard like a barbarian spoke up nearby, and he tried to keep his voice down, for fear of being heard.

"Farfar, you bastard, didn't you say everything went well? Why did the king suddenly come to the town? I shouldn't have listened to your nonsense."

"Correct!"

Another person came out to agree.

"How do I know that he is here!"

They were still there thinking the plan to escape when they were in doubt, a young man named Hitt stood up.

He secretly said to everyone.

"Everyone, I know how to sneak out"

"Really"

"Say it!"

"Say no problem. But shall we talk about the price first?"

"Money at this time you still want money, you are blackmailing!"

Farfar has the urge to strangle the kid in front of him.

But this man is obviously a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"You still have the face to say, if it weren't for you, how could we be locked here. Maybe it will be our turn to be burned to death when the king investigates and understands what happened tomorrow. I only want money now, and I will live somewhere else outside of my life."

That's right, people like them may be going to die soon.

He doesn't care what's going on.

Since he might die anyway, he might as well take a gamble.

If they dare to kill people here, he will die a little earlier at best. If they dare not, then maybe he can still get the money.

"Hey I did hear that the people over the city like to use the guillotine."

Another person whispered.

"What! That's even more terrible"

"I don't want to go to the guillotine even if I sentence to die."

... Panic filled them all for a while.

Seeing the other people's appearance, Farfar still chose to give the money.

He knows very well that if he doesn't give it, he is likely to encounter one of the most painful things in life.

People are dead, and the money is not spent.

"Say, how much is it!"

He spoke.

"you give me one gold coin per person, thank you for your patronage."

Hitt's words were only finished, and a thin man next to him spoke.

"I have no money!"

He had already spent all his money before, and now he really has no money.

"Then he won't let you pay for him, it's all this guy's fault, he takes the most, and now he still wants us to go to the guillotine."

Hitt's word drew everyone's approval.

"Yes! It should be paid by him."

Everyone spoke.

This time, it was Farfar's turn to face the majority vote.

"you guys..."

"If you give it or not, we will kill you now, anyway...we are dying."

Ruhr threatened immediately.

Facing everyone's approaching step by step, Farfar regretted untying the ropes of these people so early.

But it was obviously not the time for a conflict, and he resisted the urge to die.

"Okay! You have the money! But I don't have that much money with me. I have to wait until I escape and go to my house to get it."

A dozen gold coins are not a small number, enough to make an ordinary family a full year.

These people also know that ordinary people will not bring this huge sum of money.

"no problem. Let's go together."

After negotiating the conditions, Hitt led everyone to a pile of weeds at the corner of the warehouse.

He slowly pulled away the large pile of hay, and then removed a few stones on the ground in the corner, and finally saw a special small door.

This is the escape route he said before.

"this is!"

Farfar froze in place.

"This is my former warehouse, and my big dog often enters and exits through this small door. After the big dog disappeared, I sealed it up, but I didn't expect it to be usable now."

Hitt said the truth with a smug look.

"This is your good idea to drill a dog hole"

Forfar pointed to the dog hole on the ground, with an expression of constipation on his face.

"I also wronged you"

Hit looked at Forfar with contempt.

Before that, they were all peasants here, not nobles, or even knights, and no one was more noble than anyone.

This guy has been the leader for a few days, and he really made himself king.

It's just you, we can't be treated like that.

Not to mention that the king of the Britain is outside, that is the real king, not the smell of scorpion like the one in front of him.

"I'm telling you, even if I Forfar died today, I was sentenced to death by a knight outside, kicked to death by a horse, or burned to death by fire, I would not give up in here..."

Forfar is now firmly expressing his position.

That's right, he still imagined that he was a king before, and he was discover a dog hole in less than a day. The huge gap made him completely happy.