"Then let's hurry up and go." Unas set fire to the several bags of grain he had thrown out. If these spoils were investigated, they might lead back to the Argent Dawn, so it was better to destroy them.
"Wait," Natasha called out after a long silence, "There's a safe underground, but we don't have the key. Let's dig it out and take it with us."
Tonight's haul was already huge, but I never expected this surprise. Anyone with a brain knows that what Todd hid in the safe must be the most valuable item.
Unas quickly lifted the floorboard that Natasha had indicated, pried open a few loose bricks, and a metal box the size of a bedside table appeared before him.
He carefully tried to cut the safe lock with Firekiss, but the thickness of the safe made it difficult for him. He was afraid that being too rough would damage the contents. He decided to take it back and deal with it slowly.
Having no choice but to throw out a few more bags of corn, Unas packed the entire safe into his backpack, wondering to himself, "Surely nothing else has been forgotten?"
"Hurry up, I feel someone following us from behind. It's probably those prisoners you kicked out of the hut."
Unas carrying a woman into the hut for so long was very conspicuous. Most people would speculate that it was "that" thing. Whether the prisoners wanted a share of the spoils or revenge for his expulsion, they would definitely spread the word and gather some people to get back at him.
Unas didn't deliberately conceal the entrance when Unas went down the secret passage, so it's normal that these people followed him down. This is exactly what he wanted; more prisoners escaping from the underground passage would create enough chaos for him to take advantage of the confusion.
If he had hidden the entrance when he came down, and after the investigation, it would have been too conspicuous for him and Natasha to be the only ones to have successfully escaped from the Fifth Floor. They would have been easily identified as the masterminds of the riot, and Whitemane, who sent him to the dungeon, would have been severely investigated. Their flawed plan to imprison fake prisoners would likely have been exposed.
Now all he had to do was be the first to run back to Gordon's cabin before the rest of the Monastery could react, and pretend to be a harmless, heartbroken man suffering from insomnia due to a broken heart.
The Gnomes woman had been tied up for several days, her hands and feet severely bruised. Even after being untied, she couldn't move for a while. Unas carried her on his back, saying, "Hold on tight to my collar, don't slip off."
"Oh, Emily's never been carried by a man before," the Gnomes woman said shyly as she lay on his back.
Unas felt a chill run down her spine. "Stop pretending to be a little girl and acting cute, you old lady. It'll only make other people feel nauseous."
He hoisted Natasha he had left by the door, back onto his shoulder, so now he had two women clinging to him. Unas instantly felt a great sense of responsibility.
Todd's secret passage connects to the Monastery's sewer system. Unas sprints at full speed to shake off the prisoners behind him, only slowing down when the distance between them exceeds Natasha's perception.
Although neither woman was heavy, running at full speed felt like being weighed down by two mountains, leaving Unas panting heavily. Fortunately, he had already run out of the cave and arrived at an abandoned sewer.
"We'll be back on Earth soon. Have you decided where you want to settle us?"
The Shadow Priest's problem is very real. It's foreseeable that there will be city-wide searches and similar operations. Where can Gordon hide in his cabin in the Military District?
However, Unas already had an answer in mind, "Go to the old spot in the cemetery you used to be. Very few people know about that tomb, so it should be safe."
Todd is dead, and only the two of them and the Mograine family know about the tomb; it's unlikely anyone will find it.
"And then?"
"You guys hide for a few days. Once things calm down, I'll figure out a way to get you out. Don't worry, I have friends in Venomspider Gorge. You can stay there together. After that, you're free to go wherever you want."
Natasha didn't have any particularly good solutions, so she could only agree, "I hope you will keep your promise."
With Todd's memory, Natasha knew the sewers like the back of her hand, Unas moved through them without hindrance, quickly finding an exit near the cemetery.
Finally back on the ground, the sky was just beginning to lighten. The night had passed just like that. Leaving behind the murky air of the sewer, I immediately felt refreshed. Looking around, I realized this was a great spot, a secluded little corner.
There was no time to rest. It looked like dawn was just around the corner. Fortunately, no one would be at the cemetery so early. He arrived at the designated location without anyone noticing.
They lifted the stone slab and went directly down to the third level. There was no bed here, so Natasha still had to be placed in the sarcophagus. This was considered very unlucky, but the Priest did not protest.
Unas laid the Gnomes woman down against the stone coffin, tossed her some food and wine, Unas instructed, "Emily, I'm entrusting my unconscious friend to your care. Don't go outside unless it's an emergency. I'll come back to check on you as the situation develops. As for how to escape the Monastery, we'll discuss that later. I have urgent business to attend to now."
"You must come back!" the Gnomes woman cried out with deep affection.
Unas felt another chill, but still gave her a thumbs up, and the Terminator's line slipped out. "I will be back!"
He had said those words to another girl named Lulu not long ago, but unfortunately, the girl who lent him the Iceweb Spider Silk robe never returned.
Unas's reputation is already quite high. Logically speaking, whether it's retrieving that valuable robe or seeking his help, the girl should come to him on her own initiative. He has never forgotten those lifeless and helpless big eyes.
It seems I need to further enhance my presence and make my image and reputation more prominent, but for now, having just committed a major crime, it's best to keep a low profile.
He washed the blood off his face and head with alcohol, then turned his clothes, which were covered in dust and blood, inside out and put them on. He ran to the Residential District, pretending to be a drunkard who had been drinking all night, and stumbled toward the Military District.
Along the way, they encountered several early risers and exhausted soldiers who had been on duty since late at night. Unas reeked of alcohol and kept them at a distance. No one wanted to deal with a drunkard, and they returned to Gordon's cabin without incident.
After taking a quick shower in just one minute and stuffing all his dirty clothes into his Spatial Bag, Unas collapsed onto the bed. After a busy night, he could finally take a nap.
But before his head had even hit the pillow for a few seconds, a huge booming sound came from afar. This kind of sound could only be produced by the bells at the top of the Cathedral, and they usually only ring on important days. The bells would ring at different rhythms for festivals or the death of important people. The frequency and timing of this sound could only be a warning.
The sounding of the alarm bells signified the start of martial law. It seemed the prison break from the Inquisition dungeon had finally alerted the higher-ups. This was bound to happen. Unas ignored it, burying his head under the covers, covering his ears, and, exhausted from the night, quickly drifted into a half-dreaming state.