Chapter 405 – The Hope of Getting Out of the Trap
Chapter 405 – Hope of Getting Out of the Trap
As soon as the thumping sound on the door rang out, Lister was able to tell who was coming from the frequency and strength.
“Come on come on.” He opened the door and a thin figure flashed in from outside.
The visitor took off his cloak hood, revealing gray hair, but underneath the hair was a childish face that looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, with eyes full of agitation and cunning, though his red nose gave him a few comical flavors.
He raised his hand, “Hey Lister, the guys have asked me to say hello.”
“You too, Ruskin.”
Lister smiled in response, he knew the other man.
Ruskin, one of the wizards rescued by Sevia, was the youngest one. Since the last successful prison hijacking, the wizards had set up shelters in the vast forests outside the city of Nisborough and settled down temporarily. While Sevia continued to stay in the city to observe the situation, Ruskin was one of the most frequent contacts who came over; the world’s impression of a spellcaster was either a bearded old grandfather or an old woman with a face full of folds, so a teenage brat could significantly reduce suspicion of him.
Ruskin inquired, “Is big sister Sevia in? I have something to ask her ……”
“What happened at the camp?”
A cold female voice rang out with worry embedded in it. Sevia Asitini hurriedly came down from the second floor.
“Hey, hey, take it easy.” Ruskin waved his hand playfully, “It’s nothing dangerous.”
Both Sevia and Lister breathed a sigh of relief.
“Then you’re here to ……”
Ruskin restrained his smile, “The Secret Society contacted us.”
“What?” Sevia was shocked, her pretty face lost color, “How did they contact us?”
“An arrow shot into the camp was found early yesterday morning with a letter tied to it.”
“And that’s not even dangerous?” Sevia’s face was instantly covered in frost, “It means that your hiding place has been exposed.”
“We’re all spell casters, there’s no reason for them to harm us, right?”
“Hmph, thanks to the fact that you’ve been eating for more than ten years, you don’t have the slightest sense of defense, haven’t you heard of the Secret Spell Society’s previous reputation? Besides, you guys believe the other party when they say they are the Secret Spell Society?”
On the side, Liszt recalled the name of this organization, during this period of time he also learned a lot of things about the world of spellcasters from Servia, according to her description, this organization, the Secret Spell Society, belongs to a rather radical kind, taking a very hostile attitude towards ordinary people, the most excessive is that, for the casters of other factions who have different philosophies they are also not lenient, in a word, it’s an existence that makes people change in fear of what it’s going to be like.
Ah, these legendary things were actually living and happening around him, Liszt couldn’t help but feel emotional.
Just to hear Ruskin continue to say: “Alas, we are miserable like this, if it is the church, it would have quietly mobilized soldiers and horses to surround our nest, so it is unlikely that it is the church’s people. There is no threatening content in the letter, instead, it says that it will provide us with help, but only to meet with our leader first. Discussions in the camp agreed that only you were the most qualified.”
“Me?” Sevia was surprised.
“It was you, Big Sister, who saved us from the fate of being burned to death. Anyone else would not have been convinced.”
Rose said rightfully.
Servia was silent for a long time before saying, “Alright, then I’ll go for everyone. You rush back right now to get everyone ready in case something untoward happens, and send someone else to find a new resting place.”
“Yes, Chief!” Ruskin gave a naughty salute, looking like a loyal little brother.
“Goodbye, big brother Lister! I’ll go back first.”
He waved his hand to Lister before heading out.
“Ugh, slow down! Tell me where and how the joint is.”
……
After Ruskin left, Lister said without any concern, “I object to you going to meet that what’s-his-name Secret Law Society. Ruskin the brat is even, but the others …… how I feel that they are afraid of falling into the middle of the trap, that’s why they pushed you out.”
Servia was a little touched in her heart, but shook her head and said, “It is not a long term solution for my companions to continue to hide around Fort Ness, the Secret Law Society is powerful, and it would be great if we could get their help.”
She glanced at Liszt, “Don’t worry, if it’s really a trap and I’m caught, I definitely won’t tell you about it.”
“Am I worried about that?”
Lister felt insulted. ……
Noisy, dimly lit, this was an ordinary tavern in Nisborough.
Sailors gathered in twos and threes to tell dirty jokes, and waitresses carried wine back and forth among them, occasionally knocking down salty hands that quietly reached out.
Wrapped in a cloak common among adventurers, Servia went to the innermost corner of the tavern, where a man and a woman were already seated.
The man looked young, not very tall, and seemed to be less than twenty, while the woman could not tell her actual age.
She asked, “Excuse me, may I sit here? In return, I will treat you to sugarcane wine.”
The female glanced at Servia and smiled, “Of course, beautiful young lady. But two drinks for each of us.”
“No problem.”
Sevia’s lifted heart relaxed a little and sat on the stool across from the two.
The female across from her looked at her with interest.
“If I’m not mistaken, you were the one who did that big thing at the church, weren’t you?”
For her part, Servia said, “Let’s get right down to business. What would it cost us to help us out of this mess?”
“Oh, what a rush.” The female across the table hid a laugh.
While the two of them were talking, the youth on the side was seemingly scatterbrained but actually on guard, watching the surroundings for anyone approaching.
“Couldn’t it be that it’s out of righteous indignation at the oppression of one’s own kind that one lends a helping hand? Just like what happened at the cathedral the other day.”
“That doesn’t seem to be the way your organization acts.”
“Hmph…… everything in this world is not set in stone. Well, since you asked, I would like you to join us.”
“My personal answer is – never, however, I won’t stop the others from deciding.”
The female shook her head, “What a stubborn little girl. I appreciate the second half of your statement though. I hope you take my words to your companions truthfully.”
Sevia asked with some skepticism, “Can you really help us out of this? Since the incident at the …… cathedral, the roads, the harbor, there are Church sentries everywhere.”
The female on the other side smiled mysteriously, “You can rest assured of that, but exactly how we’ll do that can’t be told to you right now. But we have far more power here than you can imagine.”
“Really? Then I thank you for those of my companions who were able to walk away.”
“Those?”
“Didn’t you just say you wanted to join your organization?”
“Haha, but I also said it was out of righteous anger at the oppression of my kind. Why is it that you don’t believe this one.”
“This ……”
“Don’t worry, as long as we can, we will help you out one by one. Going and staying will be voluntary when the time comes.”
Servia was a bit incredulous, was this really the Secret Society?
“May I ask what your name is.” She used honorifics.
“You may call me Mrs. Red for now.”
Sevia noted that the other woman did have red hair, so it seemed like she was still wary.
“And you, little girl?”
“You guessed it, Ashitini.”
“Sure enough, it’s you.”
(End of chapter)