Don't move, it's a robbery!

I drew back the curtains, letting the two vampire women, whose hearts had been ripped out, bask in the sun. I then wrapped the unconscious Ronaldo tightly in the curtains before carrying him out the window.

The study was already on fire. Both the paper books and the wooden bookshelves were excellent fuel, and soon others would notice the thick smoke and flames.

It's okay if they don't notice; I'll remind them.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Mr. Ronaldo is still in his study! Someone, hurry and rescue him!"

"What are you all standing there for! Go fetch some water!"

Several guards who had intended to stop me panicked and rushed towards the study, but one stubborn young man refused to run and stood firmly in my way.

"What are you carrying?"

"Of course, it was Mr. Ronaldo who asked me to rescue these supplies. He said they were his most important possessions."

"Bullshit! You clearly stole something and were trying to run away! This piece of cloth even has the Kadir family crest on it!"

Oh? Really?

I knocked the guy unconscious with a stick, then flipped the curtain over to reveal the part with the noble emblem, only to find it on the reverse side as well, so I had to tear that piece of fabric off.

"Thanks for reminding me."

I thanked the unconscious mercenary, then carried the rolled-up curtains to the mansion's stable, picked out a horse that looked good, and rode off.

At first, the horse was a little reluctant, but after I kicked it, it became much more obedient.

I'm very good at getting along with animals because I've loved them since I was a child. I can't live without pheasants and rabbits. I've only eaten horses a few times because there aren't many bandits who can afford to keep horses.

Because I don't have much experience with horseback riding, I'm not very good at it. But the techniques for communicating with animals are all pretty much the same. You can't make them feel too threatened, and at the same time, you have to make them understand that you are of a higher status than them. That way, they will obey and won't care who you are.

Especially these domesticated horses are the easiest to deal with.

The same applies to people. You only need to wear an expensive outfit and go to people who have been servants or attendants. The moment they see the clothes, they will subconsciously lower their heads and not dare to look at your face.

Thanks to the chaos in Linde City, after leaving Ronaldo's mansion, even though I rode my horse recklessly through the city, no one came to stop me, and I was able to leave the city gates smoothly.

When I returned to the stable, I found that the little mercenary girl I had knocked unconscious earlier was still there.

More importantly, there was a small stack of gold coins in front of her.

"You've come all this way, no need to bring any gifts, you're too kind."

I chuckled and took the gold coins back. I counted them quickly and returned half of them. The little girl stared at me with wide eyes, looking at me in disbelief, before her expression turned to surprise and delight.

"Why are you back? Did you change your mind?"

"I don't understand what you're saying. By the way, why haven't you left yet? Aren't you afraid that the people who captured your companions will come and capture you?"

"My head is still spinning! You were way too rough with me!"

Oh, right. Even if a normal person gets hit on the head, they won't be able to move immediately. And it seems like only a short time has passed since I left until I came back, probably less than an hour. Most of the time was spent on the road.

As expected of me, I acted quickly!

"What did you go doing? Did you go to the inn to get money? I heard that the Robin Hood only takes half the money each time. Did you come to return the rest to me?"

The little girl happily ran to the horses and began examining the goods on their backs. But as soon as she untied the curtain, her expression changed.

"Why did you arrest someone? And why are his clothes so fancy?"

"Oh, I just went to the city and captured a nobleman."

"What?"

"It's that family, what's it called? Oh, the Kadir family, yes, the old city lord's family."

"ah?!"

"Didn't you say someone sent someone to attack your companion? It was him who sent them. Because there's a secret about him in that villa you're investigating. He's hooked up with a group of vampires. When I went there just now, he was playing with vampires in his study!"

"ha?!"

"That's why he attacked you. Your companion is either dead or has been captured by his men and taken to some secret hideout. If your companion is still alive, you can ask him to find out where he was captured, and rescuing him won't be difficult; if he's dead, you can stab him a few times to vent your anger."

The little girl's mouth was still agape. She looked at me, then turned to look at Ronaldo, who was shrouded in the curtains, then looked at me again, and then turned to look at the sky.

"You, him, how on earth did that?! That was so fast!"

I was a little smug. Although I found it unbelievable how smoothly the operation went, I still had to put on a show, so I put on an arrogant expression that said, "Who do you think I am?"

Fortunately, it's still early, so I can quickly start the interrogation.

"Can I borrow your...thing?"

"Hey? What are you doing! Don't touch me like that! Hey! What are you doing with my lock-picking tools?"

"Of course, we have to pry his mouth open."

I took out the lock-picking kit from the little girl, took out a few of the sharper tools, walked up to Ronaldo, untied one of his hands from its restraints, and then directly stuck the needles into his fingernails.

"Ooooooo!!!"

This whole thing not only woke Ronaldo up, but even the little girl was so startled she gasped.

"Hiss~ What are you doing?!"

"Interrogation, huh? Don't you want to know where your partner was taken?"

The little girl immediately shut up, but Ronaldo seemed to recognize her at that moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Damn it! You audacious mercenaries! How dare you attack me... Ohhhhhh!"

"You bastard, how dare you... Aaaaaaah!"

"Stop! Stop! You stop right there... Ohhhhhh!!"

Ronaldo was very stubborn; even though I had practically worn out his left hand, he still maintained his aristocratic demeanor.

I admire that; I like tough guys like that.

My left hand is useless, but I still have my right hand!

And so, after crippling Ronaldo's hands and feet, he finally gave in and began to beg for mercy.

However, this guy is still not honest. Although he said a lot, it was all useless nonsense. He still refuses to tell me what I want to know.

Are you trying to play dumb with me?

I immediately intensified the interrogation. Before using the tool, I heated it over a candle and sprinkled some salt on it while heating it. Then I aimed it at the wound and inserted it again.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!"

The pain was much worse than before, and Ronaldo quickly broke down. If I hadn't tied him up so tightly, he would have knelt down. Even the little girl couldn't bear to watch his miserable state.

"What are you doing! Why are you torturing him?"

Seeing how kind the little girl is, I feel a bit disappointed in her.

"Nonsense! What do you think interrogation is, child's play? Besides, your companion is suffering dozens of times more than this. You still have the nerve to sympathize with him?"

"No, what I mean is, why are you just doing things without asking any questions?"

Huh? Didn't I ask a question?

I turned to look at Ronaldo and found him questioning me with tears streaming down his face.

"Just ask me what you want to know!"

...........

Seeing that the interrogator's hand was about to grope her breasts, Eve quickly spoke up to stop him.

"I advise you not to attack me. I am an elf, and elves have a curse. Those who taint the elven bloodline will be marked with a unique elven mark and will become the eternal targets of the elven kingdom."

"What did you say?"

"The bloodline of elves cannot be allowed to be contaminated. You must understand that, given our elven pride, even the sin of killing an elf is not comparable to the sin of contaminating the elven bloodline. If you attack me, even if you hide in the deep mountains and forests for the rest of your life, you will not escape the pursuit of the elves."

The interrogator's initially smug expression instantly turned as if he had swallowed a fly.

There's a beautiful woman right in front of them, and they've already captured her, but they can only look and not touch her. It's so painful.

Seeing that the interrogator actually believed the nonsense she had just made up, Eve breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, before she could figure out what to do next, she heard March's voice.

"Let go of me! Take your dirty hands off me!"

Eve turned her head and saw another interrogator licking March's face.

Ugh~ That's disgusting!

These guys actually dared to eat someone like March! Ugh! I feel like throwing up!

"If I were treated like that, I would rather die."

Eve thought to herself, and then she made up her mind.

There's still a little magic left in my body. Although I don't have a magic wand to cast spells and my hands are bound, my mouth isn't gagged, so I can still quietly chant spells. But I need to find a way to distract them first.

Moreover, with his current magical power, he probably can't cast any spells other than self-destruct magic that consumes his life force.

If she did that, she would definitely be doomed, but March, who was locked in the same cell as her, might be able to find a chance to escape, although her leg was injured and she might not be able to get away.

But if I don't use it now, I'll never have the chance to use it again once torture is inflicted.

Although Eve was thinking intensely, her expression remained unchanged, a mixture of fear and disgust that prevented others from noticing anything amiss.

At this moment, the interrogator in charge of interrogating March looked very smug. He was clearly satisfied with the licking he had just received. The man was ready to go further and started taking off his pants. He even invited the other interrogators to join him.

"This lady is human, right? Humans don't have these kinds of curses. I can touch her however I want. Hey buddy, wanna try my thing?"

Upon hearing his companion's invitation, the interrogator in charge of questioning Eve was immediately tempted.

The beautiful woman in front of him was even better, but he could only look at her and not touch her, which was making him feel suffocated. He might as well enjoy himself on the inferior woman next to him who he could touch first.

Although March was manly enough in terms of personality, she was still a woman after all, and she turned green with fear at the impending insult.

Even men can't stand this.

She quickly looked at Eve, hoping to get help from her friend.

"Hey, wait a minute! Actually, I'm an elf just like Eve, except my bloodline is a little diluted, which is why my ears are a bit rounder, right, Eve?"

Eve ignored her teammates' expectant expressions and turned to look at the two interrogators.

"No, she's just a human being. You can touch her as much as you want."

"Eve!!! You little brat!!"

The two interrogators immediately grinned wickedly, rubbing their hands together as they reached for March. In the instant their gazes shifted, Eve's expression changed, becoming either calm or indifferent, but her eyes were filled with determination.

There's no need to think about so much anymore; just do your best.

Goodbye, my friends.

Although it's called a self-destruct spell, it doesn't actually make the user explode. In essence, it's just a ranged attack spell that consumes life force, allowing a caster who's on the verge of death to use it for a counterattack in their final moments.

It is called a self-destruct spell because it is difficult to cast. Not only can it be used when one's mana is almost depleted, but if one is not careful, the caster will also be engulfed in the explosion. In most cases, the caster will die in the explosion.

However, if it can be perfectly released, the caster can survive, or even be injured. It's just that its activation principle is contrary to the requirements of casting a spell, making perfect casting almost impossible.

To cast a spell perfectly, the caster needs to remain calm. But how many people can remain calm when facing death or even self-sacrifice?

Eve didn't think she could do it before, but now it seems like it's not impossible.

"Offer everything in full;"

"A yearning for life, an anticipation for the future;"

"Affection for family and friends, hatred for enemies;"

"Hope for the good, fear of death;"

"A rejection of pain, an indulgence in pleasure;"

"To abandon, to forsake, to forget;"

"To fuel the will to die;"

"Light up the stars with the fire of your soul!"

The two interrogators clearly had little experience interrogating mages; they were unaware that even a mage who had exhausted their magic power could still cast spells, even at the cost of their life force, if the other party wished.

At this moment, the two of them had already reached their hands onto March's collar when they suddenly saw a dazzling light beside them, and then they knew nothing more.

A huge explosion was heard from the prison cell, alarming many people.

March was also freed from her shackles due to the explosion, but she also suffered extremely serious injuries. Combined with her previous injuries, she even had difficulty standing up.

"Cough cough cough, damn it! Eve, you bastard! Are you trying to blow me up too?"

"Cough cough, phew, the shackles are off too. How's it going on your end?"

"Eve?"

March looked toward the center of the explosion and realized that Eve was now a bloody mess, her once beautiful face barely recognizable.

Clearly, even if one is prepared, it is difficult to remain completely calm. Eve ultimately failed to execute the move perfectly, but her composure saved her from being blown up on the spot.

"What's going on? Hey! Eve!"

March struggled to her feet and staggered to Eve's side, trying to lift her up to leave together. But she could barely stand herself, let alone carry someone.

"Idiot...run away..."

Upon hearing Eve's barely audible voice, March felt a jolt in her heart, and an unknown force compelled her to stand up while carrying the person.

But just as she was about to leave with her teammates, the footsteps coming from outside the cell filled her with despair.

"Tch, it's all in vain."

March sighed, then picked up a piece of rubble from the ground. Even if she were to die, she would die like a warrior.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Huh? Who are you? What happened to the others?"

"Thump!"

With a series of muffled thuds, the footsteps disappeared completely.