Flillian, I want to live.

"Eh……"

Seeing that Frelian and Sophia were taken to the dungeon by tall guards, one holding the other's waist, Xutal looked at Gutel at a loss.

"It seems that the Earl will not listen to our advice."

Philen looked at Count Gulanat who was leaving while continuing to chat and laugh with Liuguna, and also looked at Gutel with some trouble.

"Anyway, let's find a way to get these two guys out first."

Guter slapped his forehead and answered helplessly.

In the basement of the castle.

"Hehehe, just a small token of my appreciation, please..."

Under the painful gaze of Philen, Gutel, who bribed the guards with the snack money of the group, finally got the opportunity to enter the dungeon to visit the prisoner.

In the dungeon lit only by a dim oil lamp, Freelan, handcuffed together with Sophia, was sitting leisurely beside the simple wooden bed in the cell, looking up boredly to count the spider webs on the ceiling.

"They said they'd lock you up for two or three years to let you reflect on your actions, Fleury."

Standing outside the iron railings, Gutel looked at Furlin, who seemed to be enjoying herself, and leisurely told him the information he had just learned from the guards.

"Really? It's much shorter than I expected. Remember to bring your magic book next time you visit~"

Fulilian replied calmly.

"That won't do!"

Sophia, who was handcuffed to Fulilian, stood up excitedly.

"Don't even mention three years. In just three days, Aura's army might be at the gates of the city!"

Chapter 80: Drinking Ice for Ten Years, Finally, Brain Congestion

"That being said, the Earl doesn't seem like someone who would listen to our opinions."

Although Sophia beside her looked very anxious, Fulilian, who was handcuffed to her, calmly pointed out the real problem.

"That's right."

Gutel touched his chin and nodded. Even if they forcibly took Sophia to see Count Gulanat now, the other party's attitude would probably not change at all.

"But if this continues, this city might not last long. We should find a way to escape prison."

Fulilian lowered her swinging legs, and a serious look appeared on her originally relaxed face.

"B-But what should everyone in the city do? If Aura attacks here, won't they all..."

Looking at Fulilian who seemed to want to stay out of trouble, Sophia grabbed her hand and asked loudly.

"I had no choice but to give up..."

Fulilian glanced at Sophia and replied coldly.

"Lord Frilian."

Philen shouted at Fulilian in dissatisfaction through the iron railings.

"Is it really impossible..." Fulilian turned to look at Feilun helplessly, "But even I can't interfere with the Earl's decision."

"What if I simply tell you my name? If it's the opinion of a companion of the hero who saved this city, even the Earl would be forced to take it seriously."

Hugh Tark, who was squatting on the side, seemed to remember something and said with his index finger raised.

"Do you think anyone would believe an escaped prisoner who broke into the Earl's mansion armed with weapons and claimed to be the hero who saved this place eighty years ago?"

Gutel rolled his eyes at Hughtalk. In this era of poor information flow, proving Fulilian's identity was no easier than convincing the Earl that Aura had betrayed the alliance.

"No matter what, it's always right to escape from here first."

Philen said helplessly as he looked at Fulilian, who was obviously imprisoned but felt as comfortable as if she were at home.

"Having said that, are we going to use offensive magic in a dungeon? That would make a lot of noise."

Gutel pinched the iron railing in front of him with his hand. Trying to use magic to destroy such thick metal was basically equivalent to detonating a bomb in the dungeon. If it attracted a large number of guards, there would be no way to end it.

"Um...let me try?"

Hugh Tark, who was squatting on the side, stood up and volunteered.

"Hmm? Weren't your weapons confiscated outside the dungeon?"

Gutel looked at Hugh Tark who was moving his shoulders with some confusion.

"Master once said that a warrior's hands are his strongest weapons."

After warming up, Hugh Turk held an adjacent iron railing with each hand, and then he took a deep breath.

"Uh-"

As Hugh Tark's cheeks flushed red with a roar, the two thick iron railings slowly deformed and twisted under the action of brute force, and then formed a gap that allowed people to pass sideways.

"Hu-hu-"

After doing all this, Xutark was sweating profusely and sat on the ground panting.

"Oh, it really is like a monster."

Looking at Hugh Tark who bent the iron bars with force, Gutel raised his eyebrows.

"Uh, I always feel a little sick..."

Philen looked at Hugh Tark with an expression of surprise and fear.

"Eh……"

Hugh Tark, who expected to be praised but instead received subtle comments from the two, said with a bitter face.

"Haita used to say the same thing about Aize."

Fulilian smiled and said as if she was used to it.

"Anyway, the task of knocking out the guards and helping us escape is now yours."

Guter placed his hand on Hugh Turk's shoulder, smiled wickedly, and gave the most dangerous task to him.

"Ah? Assaulting a guard is a serious crime..."

Hugh Tark muttered reluctantly.

"Give me a moment!"

Just as the bars were bent and Philen was about to reach out to take Fulilian out of the cell, a hoarse and angry voice suddenly rang out from the darkness deep in the cell.

"What do you guys want to do?!"

Under the surprised and puzzled gazes of the crowd, a middle-aged man in shackles slowly walked out of the darkness, roaring.

He was wearing tattered prison uniform, his hair was unkempt, and his body was skinny due to long-term malnutrition. Only his pair of black eyes were bright and focused as he stared at Fulilian who was trying to escape from prison.

"Huh? So you two have cellmates?"

Gutel looked at the man who witnessed their prison break, and asked awkwardly to Fulilian who had just stepped out of the cell.

"I don't know?"

Fulilian blinked. She was just as confused as Guter about this matter.

“You…you guys…”

The man limped to Fulilian's side and glared at them angrily.

"Ah... well, I see you've been locked up here for quite a while..."

Guter forced a smile on his face and spoke to the man.

"Ten years! A full ten years! Ah~"

However, the man seemed to be stimulated by something, and he raised his head and let out a hysterical roar.

"Ten years? That's a long time for humans... Um, if you don't mind, could you join us in a prison break or something?"

Guter rubbed his hands and said with a smile like a waiter who had been complained by a customer.

"Prison break! Yes! How could you break out of prison like this!"

Although Guter's original intention was to bribe the man to be their accomplice, after hearing Guter mention the word jailbreak, the anger on his face obviously increased several points, and his eyes became as big and round as copper bells.

Has this guy been reformed and become so conscious? Not only does he not want to jailbreak, but he can't stand watching others jailbreak?

Two drops of cold sweat fell on Gutel's forehead, but since he had realized it, he could try another way to fool him.

"Well, you just heard us. We broke out of prison to save the people of this city. Aura's army is about to attack. If this place falls, you won't be able to escape in the dungeon either, right?"

"What do you mean by rescue or not? I'm saying how could you escape from prison so easily!?"

However, Guter clearly guessed the man's true meaning wrong again.

He stretched out his hand and tremblingly took out a soup spoon from his pocket, which had been worn down to the point where only half of the handle was left. He held it in his hand and showed it to the people present.

"Ten years... I've been digging for ten whole years, and tonight I'm finally going to break through the tunnel and escape from prison... You, you bastards, are trampling on my efforts like this..."

The man tearfully accused the others of their shameless behavior of speedrunning the dungeon.

"that……"

Gutel wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at Fulilian who was silently retracting her legs into the cell.

"Anyway, I'm terribly sorry."

Like a child who had done something wrong, Fulilian lowered her head and apologized to the man who was leaning dejectedly against the railing.

Chapter 81: The version from ten years ago has been updated

At night, accompanied by rumbling thunder, heavy rain fell on this northern city.

Bean-sized raindrops poured down on the lush lawn, causing the flowers that had just bloomed the day before to wither and fall into the mud.

This sudden change in weather seemed to foreshadow the future of this thriving city.

Click~

Another flash of lightning fell from the sky, illuminating the dark night covered by dark clouds.

In the brief moment of light, a skinny hand broke out of the ground, as if it felt that freedom was just around the corner. The hand clenched into a fist, and the next moment, its owner pushed away the grass that had become soft due to the heavy rain, and struggled to crawl out of the underground passage.

"Huh...huh..."

The man, who was having difficulty breathing due to the turbid air in the tunnel, wiped the dirt off his face with his hands and breathed in big gulps of fresh air.

Ten years, ten years!

As the man thought about it, he tore off his patched prison uniform with his hands as if to vent his anger. His upper body was naked in the storm. He tilted his head back and let the raindrops pour down on his cheeks.

"free--"

The man opened his mouth and expressed his feelings from the bottom of his heart.

"Ahh, congratulations~"

Fulilian, who crawled out of the tunnel after the man, reached out and pulled Sophia, who was following behind her, out of the narrow tunnel, and said perfunctorily to the man.

"Finally, I'm going to say goodbye to this damn place."

The man turned his head and looked at Gutel and others who crawled out of the tunnel one after another. Perhaps because his ten years of hard work had finally paid off, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"My name is Andy, I'm a magician by profession, and I used to be a consultant employed by Count Gulanat."

The man extended his hand to Fulilian, who was looking up at something, and introduced himself with a smile.

"Is that so?" Upon hearing the man's self-introduction, Fulilian didn't lower her head. Instead, she slowly turned around and continued to observe her surroundings. "Why were you captured and imprisoned for ten years?"

"Alas, it was because I firmly opposed the Earl's acceptance of the alliance with Aura and strongly recommended that he not close the defensive magic circle protecting this place that he imprisoned me..."

When Andy heard Fulilian mention this, he sighed and told the others about the events of ten years ago with a helpless look on his face.

"Now it seems that what you said was not wrong."

Guter looked at the depressed man and spoke in a comforting tone.

"Anyway, the alliance did last ten years. Ultimately, I shouldn't have meddled in other people's business..."

Andy stroked his forehead with his hand. No matter what, he had wasted the most precious ten years of his life in the dungeon and now he deeply regretted his foolish behavior.