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Episode 340 Let's just start now. (1)

The guard who was hit by Giselle's kick immediately fell down. Then, the expressions of the guards around him became fierce.

"What the hell is this crazy kid!"

There were quite a few guards in front of the mansion. They all ran and started beating Giselle.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Jiselle fell to the ground and cried out as she was trampled.

"This dirty world! Some people live in such a big mansion and play all day long! Some people don't even have enough bread to eat in a day! It's not fair!"

"What the hell is this kid talking about? Are you crazy!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The soldiers' kicks grew louder. Even as she was being hit, Giselle continued to talk.

"Hey! You fucking dog world! All the noble bastards should be stabbed to death with spears! We need a revolution! Freedom and equality! We are all brothers!"

When the word revolution came out, the soldiers stopped beating him and were shocked.

"Hey, are you crazy? What are you talking about?"

"Is this kid a revolutionary?"

"He just seems like a drunk… … . But he's definitely a guy with dangerous thoughts, right?"

The Revolutionary Group is a group that seeks to turn the world upside down. Claude was once falsely accused of them.

From then on, if you even mention the word revolution anywhere, you will be dragged out and tortured. The soldiers stopped beating and grabbed the fallen Giselle.

"First, lock this kid up. Lock him up and report him to his superiors. He mentioned the Revolutionary Group."

If he was just a drunk, you could beat him up, let him vent his anger, and then send him away. You could also throw him in jail because he was a vagrant. That's the soldier's mindset.

But once the word revolution came out of his mouth, I couldn't just let him go.

This guy could be a real revolutionary spy, and even if he has no ties to the revolutionary group, someone who thinks like that can cause trouble.

So, Giselle was dragged into the dungeon, tied up with rope.

There were many criminals locked up in the prison. Most of them were petty criminals or people who had been wrongfully arrested.

"Well, the room is full."

The soldier looked around, frowning.

The prison was full. Not only were there many people already detained, but there were also about 50 dwarves who had been captured at once.

The dwarves who had been lying around were surprised when Giselle was brought in.

The thoughts that came to their minds were the same.

'That guy isn't the type of person who would just be caught and brought in on his own?'

The dwarves were convinced by their years of experience that if the lord was captured, it meant that he had been captured on purpose.

Galvarik and the dwarves snickered. With the lord's incredible skills, it wouldn't be difficult to escape from here.

Coincidentally, Giselle entered the room opposite Galvarik. There were already other prisoners locked in the room.

Originally, dangerous elements like revolutionaries were supposed to be locked up separately, but coincidentally, the prisons were full, so they were put anywhere for the time being.

The warden spoke to the soldiers.

"I will report separately about that strange man. And keep a close eye on the dwarves, as they will be moved to a special prison tomorrow."

Special prisons are places where knights or people of high status, such as nobles, are imprisoned.

Dwarves are expensive slaves. Martin will not leave them alone. He will either persuade or threaten them.

For now, I thought persuasion would be the priority, so I planned to move the dwarves to a good place.

This is why Giselle moved right away. Even if it wasn't immediately obvious, she wouldn't keep the expensive dwarves locked up in regular prisons.

As the soldiers retreated, Galvarik held onto the iron bars and whispered so that only Giselle could hear.

"As expected, Youngju! You came to save us!"

"No, I got caught too."

"… … ."

Galvarik averted his eyes at Giselle who spoke with a sullen expression.

'That kid is crazy.'

Galvarik clicked his tongue inwardly. After all, it was their fault for failing at the task.

But he also felt wronged. It wasn't a difficult task, but he just got caught up in it by bad luck.

The dwarves overheard the soldiers' conversation while being dragged to prison and learned why they had been imprisoned.

Galvarik urgently expressed his grievance. He was so resentful that his tone of voice was different from his usual tone.

"My lord! Listen to me. Our plan was perfect, right? But of all people, there was a soldier who was hiding and sleeping there. Of all days! Of all times! This was really heaven forcing us to do this!"

At those words, Giselle snickered. The sight of Galvari desperately making excuses was cute.

Unexpected problems can always arise. No matter how much information you have and how well you plan, unexpected things can happen.

Whether it was a mistake, bad luck, or the enemy's ability.

But even when such problems arose, Jiselle eventually solved them. This is still the case today.

"Well, come to think of it, I don't think there's anything that's been done quietly."

Even if I always tried to do things quietly, they ended up being noisy. Most of the time, it was something that went against common sense or was done recklessly.

If it's unavoidable, we have no choice but to make things a little noisy this time too.

"I'll move at night, so rest well. When I move, go straight to the tunnel. The knights will be waiting. Got it?"

"Can we not fight too?"

Dwarves are also pretty good at fighting. Honestly, if they really put their mind to it, they could easily beat up a few soldiers.

But Giselle had no intention of including the dwarves.

"Okay. If you guys get hurt or caught, it'll be even more of a headache. Get moving right now."

"Okay, okay. I'll do that."

Honestly, if you have the skills of a permanent resident, it shouldn't be a problem for you to get out of here on your own. The problem is the hostages.

Martin's private soldiers, guards, and city garrison number over a thousand. Even for a lord, it would not be easy to rescue the hostages safely with that number of people.

Considering that, they thought it would be better for them to avoid the place.

Just when we decided to wait until night, trouble broke out somewhere else.

"Hey, newbie. Since you're new here, you should say hello first. Are you curious about the dwarves? They're going to go somewhere else anyway. Why do you keep talking to them?"

Jiselle looked back. The hairy giant was lying there, scratching his belly. He was naked and not even wearing any clothes, and he looked extremely ugly.

As Jiselle watched without saying anything, the giant waved his hand.

"I don't know what crime you were arrested for, but your face is white and you seem to have grown up nicely. Come here. I'll make you pretty."

I looked around and saw that the others were huddled in the corners with frightened faces. It seemed that the big man was the leader of this room.

No, one middle-aged man was looking at the giant with eyes full of venom.

The middle-aged man was covered in bruises and blood all over his body. He looked like he had been beaten up pretty badly.

As Jiselle looked back and forth between the two sides, the giant smiled and said.

"You want to know why he's like that? He got beat up by me here. He didn't even know what he was doing and tried to kill me. I'm going to catch him and kill him secretly."

Jiselle became a little curious at the giant's nonchalant words and asked.

"What is your crime?"

"Robbery, rape, and murder. Hehehe."

He proudly talks about the sins he committed. But what happened next was even more shocking.

"That was my daughter. That idiot got caught here after arguing with a knight. Oh, these guys have bad taste too. They put their father and their enemy in the same room. It was fun for me though. Hehe."

"You son of a bitch!"

As the giant laughed and laughed, the middle-aged man, unable to control his body properly, rushed at him. Then the giant suddenly got up and kicked the middle-aged man with his foot.

Phew!

"Ugh!"

The middle-aged man fell down with one kick. The giant approached him, staggering, and stomped on the middle-aged man.

"야, 이 병신아! 네까짓 게 나한테 될 거 같아? 어딜 주제도 모르고 덤벼들어! 이 개새끼야!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The middle-aged man was trampled so mercilessly that the others pressed closer to the wall and looked fearful.

Galvarik and the dwarves, who had been watching with amusement, frowned deeply after hearing the story.

The giant who had been trampling on middle-aged people glared at Jiselle and said.

"See? I'm the kind of guy who just walks out when I turn my back. When I say something nice, take off your clothes and come over here."

"Aren't you going?"

"Then you'll be killed by me here. By the way, I've killed five people. Hehe. I was unlucky enough to get caught after messing with that little girl. It could be six today."

Galvarik and the dwarves looked dumbfounded at the giant's words. He boasted about killing five people right now, with the murder weapon in front of him. Those who die quickly are different.

Jiselle opened her mouth with a cold, hard expression.

"I don't have a hobby of bullying the weak."

"what?"

"But I'm pretty good at cleaning up trash."

"What are you dead?

The giant approached Giselle with a serious expression on his face. No, he tried to approach her.

Bam!

"uh?"

As Jiselle slowly reached out her hand, the giant suddenly stopped in his tracks. He couldn't move his body as if he was tied tightly to something.

"What, what? What is it?"

As the giant gritted his teeth and strained to move, Jiselle's hand turned slightly.

Knock knock!

"Kkaaaak!"

One of the giant's arms twisted and bent in a direction that it could not move normally. Soon after, the other arm and both legs changed into the same shape.

dump.

In the end, the giant fell to the floor without even being able to control his body properly.

"Ugh, ugh… … ."

The giant couldn't come to his senses. He was a wizard... ... Why would a wizard come to this ordinary prison!

All that came to mind was regret for having chosen the wrong opponent.

Jiselle looked at the fallen giant with cold eyes and then swung her hand at the iron bars.

Squat.

A section of the iron bars were cut off. Jiselle grabbed one of the bars and blasted mana into it, sharpening the end.

Enough to easily kill a person if stabbed.

Thud, thud.

As Jiselle approached, the giant begged, drooling.

"Please, spare my life. I, I didn't recognize you."

Unable to move my body, I just lay there, wiggling and opening my mouth.

Jiselle, who had been looking at the giant for a moment, said as she placed the skewer in the middle-aged man's hand.

"Only those who have experienced it know the taste of revenge."

The middle-aged man who received the skewer with a bewildered expression immediately gritted his teeth and stood up.

The daughter's enemy is now lying on the ground, struggling with broken limbs.

And he has a sharp weapon in his hand.

What a long-awaited moment this is!

The middle-aged man staggered toward the giant. Everyone around him held their breath as they watched him.

Galvarik and the dwarves, as well as the prisoners in the other room who were visible.

"Kuuuuu… … Ah, no… … . S, save me."

The middle-aged man, hearing the man's pitiful voice, looked down at him with lifeless eyes.

"I bet my daughter would say the same thing."

"S, save me… … ."

"Go to hell and apologize to my daughter."

The middle-aged man climbed onto the fallen body of the giant. The giant tried to avoid it somehow, but his body could only barely move.

Phew!

The middle-aged man firmly drove the skewer he was holding into the giant's neck.

"Ugh!"

The giant screamed, spewing out foam. The middle-aged man continued to stab the skewer without stopping.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

The resentment was so deep that there was no hesitation in the middle-aged man's hands.

The giant's neck, stabbed repeatedly by spears, soon became tattered like a rag.

"Ugh… … Ugh… … ."

Not long afterwards, the giant died with a final scream, unable to even close his eyes properly.

A middle-aged man who had been watching the scene for a while stood up and bowed his head to Jiselle.

"Thank you. How can I… … ."

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, screams erupted from the mouths of the onlookers. These were mostly people who were watching from other rooms.

"A, a person is dead!"

As the noise grew louder, soldiers came running.

"What the heck! What is going on!"

"How did you kill him!"

"Weren't you just fighting?"

The soldiers were resting, dozing or chattering in front of the prison gates as usual. They didn't pay any attention to the prisoners fighting each other.

But you can't kill someone in prison. No, you can die. Sometimes, a bad guy beats someone to death.

In that case, you can just get rid of the body. That's easier.

But this was the first time they had used weapons like this. In this case, they had to take responsibility. They missed the weapons they had hidden.

"Get those bastards out now! Everybody get on the ground!"

At the shout of one soldier, everyone fell against the wall. In such a case, if you are unlucky enough to be caught, you will be beaten mercilessly, so you must listen to him immediately.

Jiselle paid no attention to the commotion and rolled up her sleeves as she asked the middle-aged man.

"Do you have a family?"

"No. My daughter died and I am alone."

"Yes, if you have nowhere to go, come to the Fenris Estate in the North. You'll have no problem making a living there. There won't be many people like that either."

"Yes? I, I'm a prisoner. How… … ."

Then Jiselle smiled and said.

"I'll let you go. A lot of kids will die here today, so they won't be able to catch you easily."

Clank!

The iron bars opened and soldiers came in with an angry air.

Galvarik muttered at the sight.

"Well, weren't you supposed to wait until night?"

Looking at the way he was returning, it seemed wrong to wait until night.

The soldier swung his club straight at Giselle and shouted.

"Get down, you little punk!"

chin.

"… … ?"

The club was blocked in Giselle's hand. Giselle shook her head and muttered.

"Anyway, it never proceeds quietly."

Plans are bound to go wrong sometimes. All I want is for the results to turn out the way I want.

Even though the process is very noisy.

Boom!

The soldier was thrown out the door at once. No one saw how Giselle moved.

"What, what is it… … ."

Everyone, both soldiers and prisoners, froze in shock. Jiselle smiled and looked at the soldiers.

"Let's just start now."

Now it was time to rescue the hostages and escape