Brendel then took out some money from the noble’s relic from The Forbidden Garden, and split it into half and passed to them: “The things that you are about to do might require some money. Here is thirty silver coins, each person with half of it should be more than enough. And if it is possible, purchase some food as well, Romaine.”
The merchant girl nodded earnestly.
“Then what about you, Brendel?” Freya asked.
“Your independent actions might be too difficult as the White-Mane army might be able to spot the two of you anytime. Ciel and I will visit a few ‘Old Friends’, and draw the attention of the Fortress guards.” Brendel said unhurriedly.
Only the Gods know how much determination Brendel had when he spoke. He was used to danger, just like leading the girls and himself out of Zevail’s pathway, but he had never thought himself as a hero or a messiah.
‘A detailed plan might fail, not to mention a desperate one.’ This was his guild leader’s advice to Brendel in the game, and became his proud motto.
This time, even he did not know how much risk was involved. But he had promised Romaine in his old home, and there times that he had to keep his promise as a man. He felt that his desire to fulfill his promise calmed him down. He would definitely succeed.
“Are you crazy, Brendel!” Freya understood there was something wrong in his words, and her eyes went wide with shock: “Y-you’re going be sentenced to death by hanging, what are we going to do?”
She suddenly realized her words were a little ambiguous and she blushed, trying to explain: “I mean, I don’t want to be like you and become a bandit……”
Brendel felt the tsundere girl was a little cute: “Don’t worry, I’ll invite you to join me when there’s a chance.”
There was definitely a chance, but he did not know how much of a chance he had to persuade the future Goddess of War to join him.
“None at all,” Freya said with spite: “You should stay with Romaine, I’m worried for her.”
“There’s no need to, I trust little Romaine.”
The merchant girl’s eyebrows went up, and she was secretly delighted.
Freya was grinding her teeth with anger. She knew that this bastard knew that she was worried about him, but he wanted to force her to say it out loud. And the more infuriating thing was, he might not listen to her even when she said it.
“Fine. I can’t be bothered.” She lowered her head and flung her ponytail backwards with her hand: “B-be careful.” (TL: Classic tsundere never dies!)
The merchant girl gave him a small gesture of ‘Everything’s okay’, and this was learned from Brendel two days ago: “I’ll wait for you at the north gate, Brendel! The future great merchant’s horse carriage will move only when Brendel’s in it~”
Brendel felt his heart skip a beat, and he smiled at her.
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In the White-Mane army’s camp after ten minutes of the breakout—
“You said you did not hear anything at all?”
Luc Beson picked up a broken piece of wood and pointed at a section and asked: “From the damage, this looks like it’s at a Rank 1 strength. A blacksteel swordsman broke down our prison’s door, and you are telling me that none of you heard it?”