^_^Tread!

Footsteps came straight to the door of Qin Ran's cell.

Click!

As the key rotated, the heavy prison door was opened from outside with a creaking sound.

The light of the torch shone in instantly, making Qin Ran narrow his eyes.

There are three people in total.

The person holding the torch looked respectful and held the key in his hand. He should be from the prison, but his face was neat and his clothes were clean.

"Prison? Warden?"

Qin Ran guessed the other party's identity.

The two people standing next to each other have much easier identification of identities.

One person had a blue and black armor, a long sword on his waist, a solemn face, with a hint of murderous aura.

The identity of the guard is unquestionable.

The other person was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a tucked waist, black silk satin on his cuffs, white wigs, brown fake eyebrows, and a handkerchief blocking his mouth and nose. He could not carefully identify the other person's appearance, and could only see a thick layer of powder.

This person is naturally the target of the soldier and guards.

"Damn the place!"

"If it weren't for the serious matter, I wouldn't have stepped in here!"

The gorgeously dressed other person complained.

The sound that should have been heavy became a little sharp because of pinching his throat, making it very uncomfortable to hear it and feel pretentious.

"Sir, you are here for the honor of your family. Your Highness will definitely understand your efforts!"

The man who was speculated by Qin Ran to be the warden smiled with a bowed smile.

But when the other party turned around and looked at Qin Ran, he looked fierce.

"This master is the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck, the eagle of the Principality of Merck, and the swordsman Ridrell!"

"Hurry up and tell this lord the whereabouts of the 'inheritance thing' you had hidden before!"

The other party said as he kicked and hit Qin Ran hard.

With the shackles, the other party was not worried about Qin Ran's resistance at all.

Even in order to show more heroism in front of the so-called "Eagle of the Principality of Merck", the opponent kicked and beat Qin Ran in an increasingly fierce posture.

This is completely painless for Qin Ran.

Even though the other party was very fierce.

However, that force was still pitiful to Qin Ran.

Moreover, as the three of them entered, Qin Ran's attention was always on the so-called "Eagle of the Principality of Merck".

The idea of ​​"kidding and taking the other party as a hostage" appeared in his mind.

Especially when I learned about the other party’s identity, this idea became more and more intense.

The youngest son of Grand Duke Merck.

It is undoubtedly an identity that is enough to make people afraid of others.

However, it is not easy to do this.

The opponent has a good guard, and he must succeed in one blow.

He didn't have a second chance.

Therefore, Qin Ran was secretly moving.

As for the other party’s evaluation of “sword master”?

That's totally flattering.

Whoever takes it seriously is a fool.

Qin Ran had never seen any "sword master" without a sword.

What's more, when the other party entered the cell, his whole body was loose and there was no trace of exercise at all.

If such a person is a "sword master", Qin Ran can call himself a "sword saint", although he cannot use a long sword.

"Speak quickly! Say quickly!"

"Speak quickly, where did you hide the 'inheritance'?"

The warden repeatedly urged, of course, the kicking and hitting Qin Ran never stopped.

Even though I was already a little panting.

And Ridrell, the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck, was still covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, looking at Qin Ran proudly.

He was waiting for Qin Ran's answer.

He seemed very confident that if he continued like this, Qin Ran would explain everything truthfully.

So, when the accident happened, the youngest son of Grand Duke Merck was extremely surprised and unbelievable.

Ridrell lowered his head and looked at the sword passing through his back and the handkerchief that had been covering his mouth and nose fell to the ground, revealing his wide mouth.

“Uhhh…”

The Eagle of the Principality of Merck wanted to say something, but in the end nothing was said.

The whole person was silenced and there was no sound.

It's exactly the same as the little chicken that was pinched to death.

"ah!"

The warden was stunned by the scene in front of him and subconsciously exclaimed.

But the guard blocked his mouth, and the head in the guard's hand pierced directly into the warden's chest, shattering his heart.

puff!

The first one was pulled out and brought a handful of blood.

The guard did not dodge and let blood splatter on him.

He turned around, pulled out the sword inserted into Ridrell, and looked at Qin Ran with murderous intent.

There is no meaning of speaking.

The other party stabbed Qin Ran's throat with a sword.

Looking at the long sword that stabbed his throat, Qin Ran was a little confused.

It's not because of the attack in front of you.

It's because of the killing of rabbits and falcons just now.

In fact, Qin Ran is ready to take Ridrell hostage.

But before he could take action, Ridrell was assassinated by his guard with a sword.

"what happened?"

Qin Ran asked himself.

Although he had questions in his heart, Qin Ran's movements were definitely not slow.

The shackles that had been wearing on their hands instantly collapsed and blocked the tip of the sword.

clang!

The sword tip was thorned on the shackles, and sparks flew everywhere.

The sword was blocked, and the guard with murderous intent was stunned, just like Ridrell who could not understand until death. The guard in front of him didn't understand why Qin Ran was able to escape from the shackles.

But unlike Ridrell's incompetence, the guard in front of him did not work with one blow. He immediately flipped his wrist and stabbed Qin Ran's chest as soon as the sword tilted.

The guards showed considerable sword skills.

But this did not change the final result.

Bang!

Qin Ran dodged the other party's stab, raised his feet and kicked the other party's palm holding the sword, followed by another kick, kicking the other party in the chest.

Bang!

The other party hit the wall behind him hard.

Qin Ran raised his hand and grabbed the falling sword, pointing directly at the other party.

"Don't move!"

"Who are you……"
To be continued...