Breaking out of prison was never easy, especially when Zhao Si was taking Eleonora straight out through the front entrance without a care in the world. The difficulty lay not in the soldiers guarding the prison, but in the prisoners locked up there.
The sight of someone escaping filled them with envy. They banged on their cell doors, shouting, "Someone's escaping!"
They used every ounce of their strength to alert the soldiers. The prisoners would never allow someone to gain "freedom" right before their eyes. In other words, they would not allow anyone to live better or be happier than they were.
They resented those who had things, mocked those who had nothing, despised the poor, and feared others becoming rich.
The prisoners embodied all of this to the fullest. It was not that Volcano Manor never convicted anyone unjustly, but most of those brought here really were guilty. Could they be decent people, then? No.
Zhao Si was not in the least hurry. He turned and asked Eleonora, "How good are you in a fight?"
The question was actually somewhat unnecessary. In the original game, Eleonora, the Pureblood Bloody Finger, was quite a formidable fighter and had mastered Dragon Communion incantations. Her twinblade was a very good weapon, too, especially with its beautifully designed skill animations.
Right now, though, Eleonora was probably just an ordinary female warrior. After all, Mohg had yet to establish his Mohgwyn Dynasty, and Eleonora had yet to become a Bloody Finger. It was hard to say how strong she actually was.
"If I can find my blade, cutting down these soldiers shouldn't be a problem," Eleonora said.
"Where's your blade?" Zhao Si asked.
Eleonora thought for a moment. "They put it in the evidence room. It's here in this dungeon."
Zhao Si pressed himself