The most shameless alchemist in history

842 A Clumsy Trap

Just as the new recruits and veterans were talking in hushed tones to pass the time, a sudden gust of cold wind blew by. The two instinctively turned around to look, but behind them, at the entrance of Prison Number Four, there was nothing at all.

"That's really strange. Just now, it felt like someone had passed by," the veteran said, frowning with deep doubt.

"You must be joking. It's only been a blink of an eye. We've all been watching, and it's not just us. There are sentries nearby too. Even if we're mistaken, do you think they'd be mistaken? It's just a gust of wind. Don't think about anything crazy," the recruit waved his hand and said.

"Just a passing breeze... Well, it won't be long before we can change shifts and go home. We're too lazy to bother with all that stuff. As long as nothing happens while we're on duty, that's fine," the veteran said after thinking for a moment, though he still had some doubts, even though he hadn't seen anything.

But after so many years of being a police officer, I still have the most basic instincts and premonitions.

However, considering that they had only half an hour left before they could go back and be replaced by another group of people, he didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"By the way, tell me about something else, about His Highness William and His Highness Henry," the recruit said enthusiastically.

"It's better not to be too curious. Knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing; it might even bring disaster."

The veteran solemnly reminded the young man, though he knew the young man wouldn't take his few words to heart.

After all, he went through the same thing back then!

Unbeknownst to the two guards on duty, this seemingly insignificant gust of wind suddenly reached the deepest part of Prison Number Four. During this time, many other guards were on their routine patrols, but they only felt a slight chill around them for a fleeting moment.

But there was nothing around except the sleeping prisoners, so they could only attribute it to their own imagination.

As the true form of this gust of wind, Du Lei easily infiltrated the interior of Prison Number Four. If it were a few years ago, it would have been very difficult for him to do this, but now that he has reached the King rank, it is just a piece of cake for him.

He traveled without any obstacles and arrived smoothly at the deepest cell.

Before coming, he specifically found the design map of Prison No. 4 to know the internal structure of the prison.

On his way here, he had already observed all the cells, but he didn't find the person he was looking for until he arrived at the last cell.

At the end of the corridor, in the most secure solitary cell, someone was facing away from Dure.

This is the back view of a young woman. In the dim candlelight, she is sitting in a daze, looking listless.

“Found you, Messiah, is that you?” Dure quickly went over, broke the lock, and went to ask the young woman.

"Hehehehe, it's me, of course it's me, you've finally come? The one who saved me..." The young woman with her back to Dure suddenly let out a hoarse and obscure laugh. Her voice sent chills down one's spine, and it was quite different from the Messiah's voice that Dure remembered.

You see, Messiah was a very lively person, and her voice was full of spirit, but this woman was different. There was only madness in her eyes. This immediately alerted Dure because he realized that if this person was not Messiah, then he must have been fooled!

"You're not the Messiah?" Dure sensed something was wrong and immediately left the cell.

But at that moment, the young woman who had her back to him suddenly turned around. She held a dagger in her hand and stabbed him repeatedly in the chest. She was very fast, and in the dim light, the dagger was greenish, obviously poisoned.

If an ordinary person were attacked by her in such a sudden situation, they would most likely end up being stabbed.

The dagger was infused with a potent poison, and if someone was stabbed by it, even if it only broke the skin, the consequences would be extremely serious.

It's clear that the other party had no intention of leaving him alive from the start; they were aiming to kill him!

"Didn't you hit me? You're quite good at dodging, but next... can you still dodge so easily?" She was a little disappointed that she hadn't hit Dure, but she quickly launched a series of fierce attacks.

With the help of the light, Du Lei could tell that she was a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had a pretty face, but her hair was disheveled and her eyes were dull and fierce, which made her look rather frightening.

"He's there! Block all the exits! We can't let him get away! Hurry!" At that moment, a commotion came from behind Du Lei. It was clear that the guards had arrived, and they were prepared for this.

Their goal was to capture all those who tried to rescue the Messiah; they had laid a trap in Prison Number Four long ago!

"Oh no, it looks like I'm in a really bad situation..." Dure saw the torches that lit up behind him.

His escape route was completely blocked, since, according to the prison's layout, this was a straight road.

He was currently underground, and the only way to return to the surface was through the single passage leading out of the prison.

However, this passage has been completely blocked, which has put him in an extremely unfavorable situation.

"Hehehehehe, they'll kill you anyway, so you might as well die by my hand. At least that way you won't die so painfully. How about that? Doesn't it seem like a good deal?" She laughed maniacally.

She walked with a swaying gait, which looked quite eerie.

"She was such a lovely girl, how did she end up like this? It's truly pathetic." Du Lei looked at her with pity.

"Who are you calling pathetic? You're clearly in a desperate situation, yet you're completely unaware of it, and you still dare to laugh at others?" she screamed, extremely dissatisfied with Du Lei's assessment of her.

"I'm not laughing at others, I'm only laughing at myself. How could I not have seen through such a clumsy scheme? And such a clumsy trap. I was too careless, or rather, too confident," Du Lei said slowly.

Although he was surrounded, he was not panicked at all.

"Being too confident isn't a good thing, because you'll die because of it," she said through gritted teeth.

“Maybe that’s true, but one thing is certain,” Du Lei said earnestly.

"Which point?"

"That means the person who killed me could not possibly be you, nor could it be any of you."

vertex

843 was not caught.

Although Dure was surrounded at this time, the enemy had gone to great lengths to capture the person who was rescuing Messiah.

They must have made very thorough preparations for this; it's no exaggeration to say that they laid a trap here.

If Messiah's subordinates were to risk their lives to rescue him, they would likely face arrest.

However, the person who came here was not Messiah's subordinate, but Dure, a king-level magic user.

"Kid, stop talking big and take him down right now..." a leading officer shouted at Du Lei.

Although he didn't know the kid's identity, he believed that as long as he captured him, there would be no questions left unanswered.

Moreover, once he takes down this kid, he will have accomplished a great feat and will definitely get a promotion opportunity.

He went to great lengths to secure command of the operation tonight.

To ensure everything went perfectly, he even borrowed two Battle-rank magic users to oversee the operation.

This can be described as a very generous investment.

However, at that moment, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, and not only him, but everyone else did as well.

Suddenly, the surroundings became extremely cold, and an unprecedented chill spread out, making everyone shiver.

"What's going on? I feel so cold, like my whole body is frozen..."

"I can't move my hands and feet. I've never encountered anything like this before. Wait, look what's that?"

"Is it cold air? How is that possible? It never snows here in winter, how could there be cold air?"

"It's him! The chill is coming from the soles of his feet!"

Just as the soldiers were puzzled, someone shouted, and everyone looked over at the sound.

They could clearly see white icy vapor spreading out from beneath the feet of the unknown young man.

Under the influence of the icy air, everyone was unable to move, and the icy air spread rapidly.

Anyone who touches the icy aura will find their feet begin to freeze, and that's not all; the icy aura spreads very quickly.

It quickly spread all over people's bodies, freezing them all into ice before the soldiers could escape!

Not only people, but even the prison cells were transformed into a white world.

In just a moment, the entire prison was transformed into a world covered in silver.

"What, what exactly happened? What did you do to them?" The leading officer saw that all his men had turned into ice pops, but he himself was unharmed. However, affected by the cold and fear, he trembled and accidentally fell to the ground.

“I think what I just said is true, there are indeed people who killed me, but it could never be you. So, please answer me, where is Messiah, who should be imprisoned here?” Dure asked softly.

The reason this officer wasn't frozen wasn't because he had antibodies or anything like that, but because Dure needed to detain him for questioning.

"This... I don't know, I have absolutely no idea..." the officer said anxiously.

He had never encountered anything so terrible before.

Although the young man in front of them spoke slowly and deliberately, he did not look fierce at all.

But the feeling of fear had already taken hold of him; he didn't want to become like his subordinates, reduced to popsicles.

"What? You don't want to talk about it? In that case..." Dure took a step forward, his words carrying a strong sense of threat.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, I really don't know. If I knew, I would definitely tell you, right... Oh, right! I just remembered something." The officer was terrified. He knew this young man was serious, and if he didn't say something soon, he might never have another chance!

"What is it?" Du Lei asked.

"It's because Lady Messiah escaped from Shadow Harbor and we didn't catch her. The reason we announced that Lady Messiah had been captured was twofold: one, to stabilize the situation and prevent the spread of negative rumors; and two, to lure Lady Messiah's subordinates into a trap. Lady Messiah escaped in a hurry, and she still has many subordinates left behind in Ze City," the officer explained in detail.

"Is that so? Are you sure you're not lying to me?" Dure warned.

"No, absolutely not, I promise I didn't!" The other person was almost crying.

If it were any other opponent, he might consider struggling and fighting back, but he was facing an opponent he could not defeat no matter what.

Indeed, compromise is the most direct and effective solution.

"In that case, you can rest here for a while." After thinking for a moment, Du Lei decided to leave first.

Just as he was leaving, the officer felt the icy air rising from beneath his feet, and he struggled desperately, seemingly trying to escape being frozen.

However, no matter how much he struggled, he remained unmoved.

"I...I've told you everything I know, please don't treat me like this," the officer pleaded, watching Du Lei's retreating figure.

"Don't worry, no one will die. It's just a temporary rest for you. The frozen state will be lifted soon." Du Lei said without turning his head, and soon his figure disappeared into Prison Number Four.

“Shadow Harbor? It seems that the only place we can go now is there to find out about the Messiah.” After leaving Prison Number Four, Dure looked at the moonlight in the sky and said after thinking for a moment.

He knew the location of Shadow Harbor, which was about half a day's journey from Ze City. It was marked on the map, and he remembered it clearly.

Having made up his mind, he stopped looking for Glock. Firstly, because of time constraints—he needed to get to Shadow Harbor as soon as possible and couldn't afford to waste any more time here—and secondly, even if he found Glock, there probably wouldn't be much he could do.

Just after Dure left, the two guards who were still on duty turned around and glanced at the entrance.

"What were all those people doing going in just now?" the young guard asked curiously.

“Those are matters for big shots, how would I know? Don’t interfere too much,” the veteran advised him.

"I just feel like it's been so long, and they haven't made a sound at all. Isn't it a bit too quiet? Also, don't you feel particularly cold?" The young guard was still a little puzzled.

"I'll be off duty soon, so let's not worry about anything else. Getting home safely is the most important thing."

"That makes sense." The young guard thought for a moment and then stopped asking questions.