Slime Immortal.

Chapter 218 Rescue Operation
Reed spoke slowly: "Generally speaking, I never allow the enemy to strike first, but you, Calvin, you and Arthur are exceptions."

"Hmph, that's quite an honor."

Calvin pressed down hard on his arm, which was trembling slightly from instinctive fear.

Fear? No, succumbing to instinct only makes one a slave to the body.

If you can't even overcome your basic instincts, how can you talk about surpassing Arthur or stepping into the extraordinary?

He drew his sword.

Gray Eagle Slash

The knight's sword hummed, its blade instantly enveloped in a howling gale. Before it even fell, the sharp sword wind caused the surrounding knights to feel a stinging sensation on their skin, and they instinctively took a half-step back.

However, even faster than the wind is Lid!

No one could see his movements clearly, nor did they see the flash of the sword. All they saw was a blur before their eyes, followed by a loud bang. Calvin was sent flying backward as if he had been hit by a giant bear, even faster than his attack.

He crashed through the stone wall at the edge of the courtyard, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't help but cough violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Only Lid's calm, towering figure remained in the spot.

Instantly, the entire courtyard fell silent.

A renowned elite knight was sent flying without any resistance in front of a true superhuman, unable to withstand even a single blow.

This power is so overwhelming that it inspires despair.

While everyone was still in a daze, only Arthur moved.

He seemed unaffected by the duel, walking straight to the collapsed stone wall and silently helping the injured Calvin to his feet.

Grann was stunned for a while before he managed to suppress his shock and rushed over to help.

Calvin coughed a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Arthur beside him, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face:
“Arthur, there are still things you are not as good as me in. I dare to challenge you… in the things you dare not challenge.”

Arthur paused for a moment after hearing this.

In fact, he was still trying to recall who this Commander Lid was, his mind was a little foggy, and just as he came to his senses, he saw Calvin fly out.

So is he praising his quick reflexes, or his stubbornness?
Grann, on the other hand, was extremely anxious.

"Calvin, you muscle-headed bastard, don't you know who's up against?"

"Cough cough..."

Calvin coughed up another mouthful of blood and slowly said, "I know...it is precisely because I know that I want to see with my own eyes just how big the gap is between myself and a true superhuman."

At this moment, Lid slowly walked over. His footsteps were very light, but they seemed to be stepping on everyone's heartbeat.

"So, what is your conclusion?"

Calvin raised his head, his face pale but his eyes no longer as lost as before. He coughed lightly and said, "Perhaps... unattainable."

Upon hearing this, Lid was not angry at all; instead, he smiled.

"Looks like I didn't choose the wrong person."

"Since you are unwilling to reveal the whereabouts of the crown and the princess, then come back to Shield River City with this little fellow from the Snow Wolf family."

“Until Princess Louisa and the stolen relics are found, all three of you will be criminals and imprisoned in the Legion’s encampment.”

……

Soon, tall warhorses were ridden out of the baron's territory by knights, and Arthur, Calvin, and Grann were put into prison wagons with iron bars.

This knightly corps, led by Reed himself and escorted closely by other knights, will return towards Shield River City.

Although these prison wagons and the surrounding knights could not hold elite professionals like Arthur and Calvin.

But they all understood that as long as Reed, this extraordinary being, remained in the group, they had no chance of escaping.

Inside the prison van, Grann sat opposite Arthur and Calvin, his hands bound by specially made handcuffs.

He let out a long sigh of relief, a look of relief on his face. "Thank goodness, at least I'm alive. As long as I'm alive, there's always hope..."

Calvin leaned against the cold iron bars and said in a low voice, "But the situation isn't much better. Once we're escorted back to the Border Guard Legion's headquarters in Shield River City, where the defenses are tight, it will be almost impossible for us to get out again."

Upon hearing this, Grann sighed deeply and said bitterly, "Although we knew long ago that these demonic forces lurking in the shadows would be very powerful, we never expected them to be this powerful. Even Her Highness the Princess was framed and persecuted by them."

"I don't know what her condition is now. I just hope she can escape as far away as possible and never come back here."

Arthur looked at him and asked, "So the 'Your Highness' you've been referring to all this time is actually Princess Louisa?"

Grann nodded slightly: "Although Princess Louisa is His Majesty the King's seventh child, she has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood. She has unique insights into politics and military affairs, and her magical talent is astonishing. She has always been considered a strong contender for the Crown Prince."

"I think that besides the fact that the princess was framed, it is very likely that a prince was also secretly stirring things up."

"Now that the princess is missing and we've been taken to Shield River City, all our previous plans have been scrapped."

Grann leaned against the carriage wall, clenching his fists. "We can only watch helplessly as they push this kingdom step by step into the abyss... Damn it!"

He became increasingly indignant as he spoke, and with a sudden burst of strength, he tried to break free of the seemingly inconspicuous handcuffs, the veins on his face even bulging from the excessive force.

However, embarrassingly, the handcuffs didn't budge, and didn't even make a sound.

"All right……"

Grann deflated like a punctured balloon, hanging his head dejectedly. "Anger won't solve anything."

Arthur looked at him seriously, then at the handcuffs, and asked, "Do you need any help?"

"Forget it, forget it!" Grann quickly waved his hand in refusal, a hint of lingering fear showing on his face.

joke!

If Arthur manages to unlock these handcuffs and the knights outside see him, wouldn't he get a beating for nothing?

No, you still have to admit defeat when it's time to back down.

Calvin lay down on the iron bars to rest, and after feeling some relief in his chest, he whispered to the slime inside the breastplate, "Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

Chen Yu was also very worried at this moment.

What can he do? He can't beat this guy for now.

Moreover, this place is too far from the Slime Kingdom, and reinforcements won't be able to arrive in time.

"Ask that guy over there if you can find Princess Louisa; maybe she can save you."

“She’s been operating in the kingdom for many years; she must have some backup plans.” Calvin repeated Chen Yu’s meaning.

Grann's eyes lit up immediately, and he became much more alert: "You can even contact forces outside the arena?"

He glanced warily at the patrolling knights outside the carriage, then quietly cast a spell, using his mental power to speak to the two men:
"Her Highness did indeed establish a secret society called the Iris."

"On the surface, it is just a pure magical exchange organization with only witches as members. It never gets involved in military or political matters, and only explores the mysteries of magic."

"Moreover, it exists in an extremely secretive manner, with members mostly communicating through single-line contact, and very few people know about it."

"If we can find the core members of the Iris Flower in Shield River City, there might be hope of contacting Her Highness the Princess. With the Princess's wisdom and the resources she controls, she might really have a way to rescue us."

Calvin crossed his arms and said calmly, "That princess you mentioned is even on the run herself. Are you sure she'd be willing to save you?"

Grann shrugged. "There's no other way anyway, and besides, I'm much more important than you think."

"No matter what, let's get the message out first. Her Highness probably doesn't know what's going on here yet."

He then lowered his voice and used his mental power to say the key information: "As far as I know, the member of the society in Shield River City lives in the Gardenia District, where land is extremely valuable. If you ask around in the city, you should be able to find out her exact address."

After saying this, he looked at Arthur and Calvin: "So what do you plan to do?"

Calvin did not answer him directly, but instead broke free of his handcuffs and carefully took out a lump of slime from inside his breastplate.

This time, he didn't shy away from Grann and said directly, "Your Majesty, we can only rely on you from now on."

Chen Yu shook the gel up and down to indicate that he understood. In order not to appear too big, he actively secreted a large amount of gel, and his body shrank rapidly until it became a ball smaller than a fist.

Then, under Calvin's watchful eye, he jumped directly out of the prison wagon's iron bars and landed with a "thud" on the muddy ground where the wagon had passed.

The sound of the gel falling was so slight that it went unnoticed by any of the knights.

Through the gap, Calvin watched the prison van procession gradually disappear into the distance, leaving the tiny slime far behind, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Grann looked at Arthur and Calvin thoughtfully, and murmured, "So that's how it is, I understand now..."

Calvin ignored the guy who was pretending to be profound again, and instead looked at Arthur, asking thoughtfully, "If the two of us disregard everything and try to break through, what do you think our chances of success are?"

Arthur thought for a moment, "Twenty percent."

Calvin raised an eyebrow: "So how much do you and I each take?"

“I’m nineteen, you’re one,” Arthur said.

Calvin: "..."

He fell into a long silence.

He knew Arthur's personality well; he knew that the guy never joked and what he said was probably true.

Arthur, like him, was stuck at the final threshold to transcendence, but it seemed this guy had gone much further than him…

……

Standing beside the muddy road, watching the knights escorting Arthur and his companions gradually disappear at the end of the road, Chen Yu hopped around and turned around.

To avoid being crushed into slime by a passing carriage, he quickly hopped out of the muddy road and hid in the roadside bushes.

When he had time to carefully observe his surroundings, he embarrassingly discovered that he didn't know the way to Shield River City at all!

Moreover, this clone doesn't have "bat wings" or "shadow movement" abilities; relying solely on hopping, it would probably take several months to reach that border city.

Just as he was feeling worried, an excited crow cawed from the sky.

"Hahaha! Your Majesty, your loyal and wise minister has arrived!"

The long-lost Earl Bran appeared. It flew through the woods, swooped down from the sky, and landed on the grass in front of Chen Yu.

Before Chen Yu could speak, it proudly flapped its wings and began to boast incessantly:

"It's thanks to my intelligence that I sensed something was amiss and wisely hid myself."

"Otherwise, I, the Earl, would be just like that stubborn Arthur, locked up in a cage."

"But it's not too late now. With me, the Earl, and Your Majesty here, let's charge into the border garrison together and rescue these two idiots. That'll be easy."

Chen Yu hopped onto Count Bran's head and patted its beak with his gel hands.

"Alright, let's go. Destination: Shield River City."

"It will take time for the swamp army to infiltrate the White Horse Kingdom. To rescue them, we need to find Princess Louisa as soon as possible."

Earl Bran flapped his wings and took flight again, heading in the direction the knights had gone. He tilted his head curiously and asked, "A princess? Like Princess Flower?"

"more or less."

"You might be a little overweight."

Earl Bran instinctively made a sarcastic remark, then suddenly realized he had misspoke and nervously explained, "Ahem, no, I didn't mean to criticize Princess Flower."

"What I mean is, slimes... slimes are supposed to look like this, round and chubby, it makes perfect sense!"

So you mean I've gained weight too?

Count Bran froze, exclaiming, "Gah! No! Absolutely not! Your Majesty, you are agile and perfectly proportioned, the slime among slimes..."

"Just pretend I never said anything!"

They chatted as they traversed forests and fields, catching up with the knights escorting Arthur and his companions just before reaching the border city.

However, Arthur and his companions don't seem to be in a good situation right now.

On the road leading to Shield River City, a large number of people who had heard the news gathered.

They stood on both sides of the road, their emotions running high, pointing at the prison van and shouting hostile words like "Traitors!" "Get out of the kingdom!" and "Execute them!"

Some people even threw rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and clods of mud at the prison van, which slammed against the iron bars, making a "crashing" sound.

Grann sat in the bumpy prison van, head down, without saying a word.

Of the three, his feelings were undoubtedly the most complex and humiliating.

Arthur was a ghost, and Calvin had never cared about the fate of the White Horse Kingdom. Faced with these indignant people, he showed no emotion whatsoever and even gave a cold laugh.

If it weren't for Li Dede watching over them, he would have come down and beaten them all up.

Grann, who appears to be the most frivolous among them, is actually a true patriot who is genuinely concerned about the future of the kingdom.

(End of this chapter)