Flillian, I want to live.

"No, you have indeed fulfilled your advisor's responsibilities, but there is one thing I'm curious about. Have you ever considered where to locate the tunnel's exit?"

Fulilian, who had been looking up at something, now looked at Andy, who was very excited because he had regained his freedom.

"Hmm? If my calculations are correct, this should be the garden outside the Earl's castle. We can escape by climbing over a low wall..."

Andy blinked, not knowing why Fulilian suddenly asked her such a question.

"If you say these are low walls around us..."

Fulilian stretched out her hand and pointed to the side. As another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, in the brief moment of light, everyone finally saw what only Fulilian, an elf with extraordinary vision, had noticed just now.

It was a tall and thick city wall.

"Wait a minute, you mean the Earl's garden? A few years ago, it was fenced off for entertaining guests and expanded into part of the castle..."

Sophia on the side seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said to Andy.

"Uh……"

Andy put his hands on his face. Although he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, he probably realized the current situation.

This place is no longer an open garden, but the interior of the Earl's castle.

Click click click.

Along with the sound of armor moving, a knight wearing bright silver plate armor and a closed helmet on his head, with only a gap left for observation, slowly appeared in front of several people from the rain.

"Well, Mr. Knight, we can explain..."

Sophia raised her hand and slowly approached the knights who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. She tried to justify their presence in a humble tone.

bass--

With the sound of a sword being unsheathed, the knight appeared in the rain and slashed the sword at Sophia's neck without saying a word.

At this critical moment, Andy suddenly stretched out his right hand towards the knight.

"Binding magic."

As blood gushed out of Andy's nostrils, the knight's sword stopped just inches away from Sophia, and the knight's body seemed to be paused, keeping the swinging action fixed in place.

"Quick, do you have a rope? Tie him up quickly, I can't hold on for much longer..."

Andy turned around and shouted to the few people who were frightened by the sudden situation.

"oh oh……"

Hugh Tark hurriedly took out the rope used to tie the luggage, ran up quickly, pressed the knight who was restrained by magic to the ground, and tied him up.

"Want to fly out?"

Philen stretched out his hand and summoned a staff. One advantage of having more magicians in the team was that he could use flying magic to cross terrain that was difficult for ordinary adventurers to cross.

"I'm afraid not. There's a barrier inside the castle that prohibits flying, and flying with people in this weather is too dangerous."

However, Fulilian looked up and observed the fluctuations of magic power above the castle, then shook her head and rejected Philen's proposal.

"I just saw that there seems to be a door over here."

Sophia, who was rescued by Andy, seemed to have thought of something and pointed in a direction.

"Anyway, staying in a place like this and getting wet in the rain isn't a good idea. Let's go inside the castle to take shelter while we think of a solution."

Goutal suggested.

"That's all."

Fulilian touched her chin and nodded.

After tying up the restrained knight, several people hurried into the castle.

"I've just escaped from the wolf's mouth and walked right into the tiger's den... I might as well just knock out the guards and escape from the dungeon."

In an empty storeroom in the castle, Hugh Tark was wringing out his coat, which was completely soaked by the rain, while speaking in a complaining tone.

"Sorry, I'm too obsessed..."

Andy, who had used a powerful restraining magic while being extremely weak, now had to rely on Sophia's support to barely stand up. He looked at Hugh Tark and apologized weakly.

"Okay, okay, I know it's not your fault, but what should I do now?"

Looking at Andy's miserable appearance, Xu Turk couldn't blame him for anything and could only ask a few people helplessly.

"Breaking through by force probably won't work, but if we can find a room with defenses and destroy the barrier that prohibits flight, escaping will be much easier."

Fulilian analyzed the current situation and came to a conclusion.

Chapter 82: If Soft Measures Don’t Work, Use Hard Measures

"A room where the defensive barrier is set?"

Hearing Fleury's thoughts, Andy's pupils dilated a little, as if he remembered something.

"Any questions?"

Guter noticed Andy's abnormality and turned his head to ask back.

"Nothing, except that if I'm not mistaken, all the defensive barriers of this castle should be in that room."

Andy shook his head and then began to explain.

"That room?"

Guter tilted his head and asked.

"The room where I worked ten years ago, where the defensive barrier left by the great magician Volame a thousand years ago was set up."

Andy looked into Guter's eyes and answered seriously.

"Oh?"

Guter touched her chin with her hand. After hearing the information provided by Andy, a bold idea suddenly emerged in her heart.

"What's wrong, Master Guter?"

Philen noticed Gutel's expression at this moment, which was the expression he would show when he came up with some weird idea.

"Since that Earl Nat isn't willing to listen to our advice, why don't we just take the initiative and reactivate the city's defensive barrier?"

Gutel turned her head to look at everyone present and expressed what was in her mind.

"Sounds like a good idea? We have to go there anyway, right?"

Hugh Tark blinked, and knowing nothing about magic, he naively agreed to Gutel's suggestion.

"How could it be that simple? The barrier that maintains the entire city can't be activated casually. To recreate the barrier from back then, only someone with magical power comparable to that of the great magician Volame can inject magic power into the formation. Where are you going to find such a legendary magician now?"

Andy glanced at Hugh Turk with disdain and asked the outsider in a lecturing tone.

"Uh……"

As Andy finished speaking, everyone in the team turned to look at Fulilian on the side.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean..."

Realizing that she was about to get into trouble, Frielian showed a resistance expression on her face.

"The one standing before you is the great magician, Furlin, who once followed the brave Sinmel to defeat the Demon King."

Guter extended his hand to Frillian and loudly introduced Frillian's identity to Andy and Sophia.

"Flillian, are you the legendary last great magician!?"

Andy rubbed his eyes with his hands and exclaimed at Fulilian in an incredible tone.

"A great magician who has lived for a thousand years, if it were you, you would surely be able to restart Lord Volame's magic circle!"

Sophia also covered her mouth and cast a hopeful look at Fulilian.

"Charging the magic circle is a physically demanding job. Your body will be drained of magic power in an instant, and you'll be too weak to move for days..."

Fulilian complained to the others with a bitter face.

"This is for everyone in the city, Lady Fulilian. I will take good care of you from now on."

Philen stretched out his hand and soothed Fulilian as if rewarding a child for doing housework.

"All right……"

Fulilian nodded reluctantly.

"Then let's set off without further delay!"

Sophia urged everyone impatiently.

"That's right. Hiding here isn't necessarily safe."

Hugh Tark, who had the best physical strength, also stood up and echoed.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Andy also squinted his eyes and tried to cheer himself up.

After finalizing the plan, the group took action again and, led by Andy, began to head towards the room on the top floor of the castle.

Although the best case scenario would of course be to be able to sneak in without anyone noticing.

But things obviously can't always go according to the best scenario.

"I've been told rats have escaped from the dungeons."

On the stairs leading to the top floor of the castle, the group's path was blocked by a man holding a broadsword.

He was wearing an open-necked shirt and an officer's coat with epaulettes. His short brown hair was a little messy, but it actually highlighted his vicissitudes of life.

"Gulanath..."

However, when Andy, who was at the front of the team, saw the man standing at the end of the stairs, hatred appeared in his eyes.

Because that man was none other than Count Guranath himself, who had imprisoned him in the dungeon for ten years.

"Guards, send these rats back to where they belong."

Count Gulanat didn't care about Andy's anger. He was as arrogant as when he met Fulilian and others before, and gave orders to the fully armed knight beside him in a calm manner.

"Yes!"

The guards holding long swords received the order from the Earl, and immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards the people on the stairs from a high position.

Bang Bang~

"Humph~"

Although he was unarmed at the time, Hugh Turk easily knocked down the guard who rushed over, and even had time to touch his nose with his fingers and pose coolly.

"Oh?"

Seeing Shutark's skills, Count Gulanat showed an expression of surprise on his face.

"What are you still standing there for? Come on!"

The guard beside Earl Gulanat saw his companion being easily knocked down by Shutalk, and he felt ashamed and hurriedly called out to the remaining companions.

"Wait a minute."

However, Count Gulanat stretched out his hand and stopped his men from continuing to deliver their heads.

"You are no match for him. Go inform Lord Liuguna and ask him to come to your aid."

As Count Gulnat spoke, he raised the broadsword in his hand and pointed it at Shutalk.

"Come, I'll be your opponent."

Count Guranath smiled and challenged Hugh Tark.

"Eh?"

Xuturk, who had been feeling somewhat proud just now, was suddenly stunned.

"Don't worry, I won't bully unarmed enemies."

The Earl looked at the confused Hugh Tark, turned around, drew the sword from the waist of the guard beside him with his left hand, and then threw it to Hugh Tark at the bottom of the stairs.

"Ahh, ah?"

Xutark caught the sword thrown by the Earl in a somewhat awkward manner.