There were crowds of people on both sides of the street. Everyone either crowded around the street or opened their windows, curiously looking at this grand and grand wedding and the two wedding protagonists standing on the gorgeous carriage.
Music was played and salutes were fired to clear the way ahead, and the warm atmosphere continued to spread into the distance.
In order to hold this wedding, a large part of the royal city's security team and the soldiers in charge of the kingdom's castle were deployed to maintain order. Even the jailers responsible for managing the dungeon had to be deployed to monitor emergencies that might occur at any time.
Buggy stood on the carriage, looking at the crowd below, pointing and whispering at him in secret, but he had to smile on his face, but it was just a little stiff.
He didn't like the feeling of being constrained, being constrained by the white dress on his body and the eyes of the people underneath. This kind of scene did make people feel unaccustomed to it, but now, the scene should be more complete. He reached out and took Qixilu's big hand that felt like a ball of dough, and raised it high.
The people on both sides of the street immediately clapped their hands in cooperation. They were more or less envious of Buggy's luck. Although Qixilu's appearance was not good-looking, they couldn't stand the fact that she was a princess of a country, and her identity was power. It is a symbol of power and wealth. Moreover, Xilo only has a daughter. If nothing unexpected happens, the Red Nose in front of her may inherit the throne of the king in the future, and her children and grandchildren will all be members of the royal family who are high and have no worries about food and clothing.
This is not the first time that Qixilu has been exposed to the public's view. In fact, all the people are used to having such an out-of-shape princess under the king's knees, so they don't think there is anything wrong with Qixilu's clothes at this time, and Qixilu doesn't care at all about the eyes of those people below. At this time, Buggy held his hand, and his mind went blank.
And this wedding has just begun.
Outside the king's castle, in the barracks leading to the dungeon.
The whole room was filled with the mellow smell of wine, and wine bottles were piled all over the table. Four or five drunken guards were sitting on the chairs, snoring again and again.
The door of the barracks was quietly pushed open, and the candle on the table that was about to bottom out was suddenly blown out by the breeze brought by the door. The stone wall that was originally dimly reflecting in the candlelight suddenly became dim.
A guard who was sleeping with his neck tilted back suddenly shivered and looked around vaguely. He still didn't know what had happened. He only felt a huge force hit the back of his head. There was another wave of dizziness in his head, and then he lowered his head unconsciously.
Several figures who had filed in long ago also gave several other soldiers a heavy blow on the back of their heads, making sure that all the soldiers in the barracks fell asleep before looking at the leader.
"Get all the keys from them."
Daoer looked at these guards. Yesterday, he tried to pass some money to a hotel cook who was responsible for the soldiers' meals, and sent baskets of high-alcohol, fragrant rice wine with the food.
Sure enough, as expected, the guards drank all the uninvited rice wine with great interest, and the result was that the guards in the barracks became like a piece of tissue paper that could be torn with a poke.
However, some of the guards were mobilized to maintain the order of the wedding. Otherwise, even if Daoer could successfully break in, it would definitely not be such a peaceful situation, but would most likely cause a strong commotion, which would become very troublesome.
The current time can be said to be just right.
"Captain." Daoer's capable officers searched for a ring of keys on the guards and surrounded them again.
"Very good, let's go down." Daoer had a smile on his face.
After trying all the keys in the key ring, I found the right key and finally opened the iron door of the underground passage.
Daoer The group of people walked slowly towards the dark and damp underground.
There were not many prisoners in the cells, and each cell contained almost only one prisoner wearing prison uniform. However, the faces and spirits of these prisoners were not very good, and their bodies were all scarred. It seemed that they had received a lot of abuse and punishment.
There were not many guards patrolling the dungeon, only a few of them. Before these people could make a sound, they were knocked to the ground by the quick-sighted and quick-handed Silver Wing Pirates cadres.
Daoer walked forward and looked around. The dungeon was not as tight as he imagined, and there was no Surveillance Den Den Mushi in the corner that could convey real-time information. This made Daoer breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.
If there was no Surveillance Den Den Mushi, things would not be so troublesome.
"Hey, help me!!"
At first, the prisoners looked at Daoer and his group with numb expressions. After several cadres from Silver Wing Pirates took action and subdued the guards, they finally felt something was wrong and quickly got up. Their hands full of veins like crawling earthworms rested on the grille and kept shaking. The chains on their wrists kept making a "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding" sound.
Poof!
Daoer's silver cane spun around in the air like a magic trick. There was only a flash of silver light, and a cold light fell impartially on the neck of the prisoner closest to him who was leaning against the grille. Then his palm turned ninety degrees, and a head flew out of the neck in an instant. The body with blood spraying out like spring water collapsed weakly on the ground, with only one finger still twitching instinctively.
Daoer He didn't know when he had put the silver-white rapier back into his cane, and there was no trace of blood on his body. He turned his head and glanced at the stunned prisoners in the other cells who dared not make any more noise, and said with an approachable SMILE on his face, "Don't cause me any trouble."
The prisoners' expressions changed greatly as they swallowed and carefully held the chains in their hands, not daring to make any big noise. Although they would be abused by the jailers from time to time, they could at least survive. However, if they angered the man in front of them who drew a knife to kill someone because of a disagreement, it would cost them their own lives!!
Daoer needed this effect. He took steps and continued walking deeper into the dungeon.
Even after walking deep into the dungeon, Tink and Jass and their men were not seen. Daoer went down the stairs and walked to the next level of the dungeon.
After walking to the next level of the dungeon, the surrounding environment became noticeably quieter. The weak candlelight illuminated the empty cell. After walking a few steps further, I finally saw some figures... and Tink and Jass in the water prison.