*Warning: Violence and Graphic Scenes/Curses*
The rest of the local nights could not react on time as they just witnessed the Prince literally disappear in their midsts.
"Move!" A member of the blades jolted the knights awake from their daze.
"Otherwise our operation would not get the best results."
The mage, who was doing the surveillance, saw that the warden was already approaching the female knight's cage.
"Let's go!" The captain of the local knights ordered.
Although they have a lot of questions to ask about Leon's abilities, time is of the essence. Any second of delay would cause the lives of the innocent civilians and captives.
They rushed briefly yet stealthily through the rooftops and positioned themselves around the casino. They waited for Leon's signal patiently.
Happening underground, the Warden was greatly annoyed by the snooping spell released earlier. He was in the middle of having fun with his selected captive when he detected a strong presence mana scanning the whole area.
"D*mn! Who could it be!" He violently threw away the young woman's soulless body in the cold and moldy floor.
Hastily wearing his clothing, he scanned around the large dark room filled with around fifty steel cages of young pregnant women. His gaze stopped at the cage where the female knight was placed.
He chuckled as he stepped torward the cage which was located in the far end of the underground dungeon, conjuring a fire spell in his hands. "Haha, how brave of you to sneak into this place and try to spy on me!"
The female knight took away her disguise, she readied herself for a fight to stall time. She even tore her dress so that she could freely move, revealing a common knight's uniform underneath.
She had scanned the whole area. It was not good to engage in a fight near the cages, although the women were in an abnormal state, they were still pregnant women. The shock of fighting would affect the unborn babies in their womb.
Also, her opponent is a C class fire mage, which would really be troublesome for her.
Brandishing her concealed blunt weapon, she gathered all of the strength in her arms to hit the chain locks in the cage. As a devourer, she was pretty confident that she would be able to destroy it in three hits.
Clank! Clank! Clank! A loud sound rang in the dungeon followed by the sound of heavy metal chains falling on the floor.
The female knight used her mana to enhance her speed, swiftly getting out of the cage and blending in the dark. Her plan was to stealthily move until she reach the open area near the entrance of the dungeon.
"B**ch!!!" As soon as the warden heard the sound, he shouted curses and stopped moving towards the cage. He scanned the area trying to figure out where the spy was hiding as he stealthily stepped back towards the entrance.
"No matter where you hide, there is only one entrance in this dungeon. Sooner or later you'll be dead." The warden announced.
He smiled with lecherous excitement in his eyes upon remembering that the spy was not a true pregnant woman, "Your body will also be mine!"
"Hmm.. Too bad, you'll be toasted in the gates of hell before you would be able to do that." A low, cold and murderous voice sounded from the back of the smug looking warden.
As soon as the warden heard this voice, a cold flush of air drowned his body, letting him perspire with cold sweats.
But since he was still a C class mage, he was able to quickly conjure a fire spell, throw it towards whoever was on his back and keep a safe distance from his original position.
Boom! The sound of collision made the whole dungeon vibrate and rain down countless amounts of dust. The captives were also jolted awake as they felt an extreme sense of danger around. They looked at the battle scene in fear.
"Who???!!!" He shouted full of uneasiness and dread. With how audible the man's voice was, the warden shuddered upon realizing how close he was to death earlier.
"The one who loves to execute divine judgement to vile people like you." The voice sounded so eerily calm, as his steady steps echoed in the room. From the smoke, a silhouette of a man, tall and valiant looking was slowly emerging.
Every step and every word he uttered became like a knife attacking the warden's state of mind, throwing it into utter chaos. The warden was already shaking in fear, the person didn't do anything to him yet but why did he feel so scared that his knees could barely hold his weight to remain standing?!
It was only a few words yet, why does it bring extreme sense of fear and danger?
"Some say I love wearing the scent of blood on a daily basis."
"Well, that's no longer true. I prefer baby powder these days."
"Some say I am a battle maniac too.."
"Oh, You might know me as well…"
"They call me the Empire's mad dog."
"You can also call me the Barbaric Blood Prince!"
Finally, Leon's image was completely visible to the crowd. His appearance was extremely cold, his red blood hair intensified the bloodlust he was emanating.
However, the bloodlust was only targeted to the warden, not the rest of the people in the dungeon. For if they receive such, they would surely break their minds and fall into the endless abyss of darkness, just like what was happening to the warden.
"D-demon!" The warden's knees finally gave up as he pathetically fell to the ground. He was no longer able to think straight as in his mind, he saw Leon as an extremely devious creature.
"How insulting! My abilities directly came from the heavens... In this room, who is the real demon among us?" Leon's crystal blue eyes became much colder upon hearing the warden's remarks.
He unsheathed his sword and casually pointed it towards the warden's neck, creating a thin line of wound as if it was nothing.
"Death is a mercy for people like you…" Leon announced, he scanned the whole room looking at the faces of the captives.
Some of them became sober, some of them still lifeless. He also saw the poor woman who was casted aside earlier by the warden, she was already attended to by the female knight as soon as he entered the dungeon. These women were young. As he remembered that Eli was once subjected to this danger as well, intense fury appeared in his heart.
"But you do not deserve that mercy!!!!" He announced with an extremely ferocious manner. He took a pale green elixir in his space pouch and forcefully fed it on the warden.
"This is an elixir made specially for the traitors of the Empire. With the power bestowed on me as a member of the Imperial Family, I bestow you the punishment of a thousand deaths!"
"Arrrrgh!!!!" The warden's body immediately convulsed in pain. Soul crushing screams could be heard in the dungeon jolting the captives awake. For every cry of agony from the warden, a drop of life was slowly coming back on the captives eyes.
"Aarrrhhhh! Third Prince, kill me instead!" The warden pleaded as his face was already stricken with tears, mucus and sweat.
He felt like the bones of his body were slowly being broken inch by inch, slow and steady. His five senses were gradually fading and he wished that he could just faint from the extreme pain to escape.
Leon put on a glove and effortlessly crushed his jaw, preventing him from commiting suicide. He looked towards the knight and asked, "I have released the signal earlier, any updates?"
The knight respectfully nodded and reported, "Reporting to Your Highness! I just received a notification that they had already cleared the casino and barricaded the whole area."
The knight had many questions towards Leon however, she held back. In fact, she was baffled by how fast the Third Prince corresponded to her situation. Did he barge hastily from the casino to the dungeon entrance? If so, how did he deal with the guards around that fast.
But the answer was immediately revealed when she saw the scene outside the dungeon. The Prince had directly descended from the kitchen down to the pathway of the dungeon, as if he knew the underground layout very well.
"Then let's cleanup from here!" Leon said as he brandished his sword on his right hand and pulled the tormented warden like a carcass from a hunting session.
"You start to free the captives, I'll take care of the rest outside." He walked outside the entrance and proceeded to hunt the remaining minions mercilessly.
Swosh!! The Spectre couldn't even tell how they died in Leon's hands. As soon as Leon swings his sword using only one hand, blood will splatter in his face and clothes, lifeless bodies would surely fall to the ground.
He dragged the warden out and cleared his minions along the way. Soon, he reached the area where the knights already engaged in fighting.
Swiftly, he eliminated the remaining enemies and advanced forward like the angel of death. The local knights felt a mix of fear and awe upon seeing Leon's image. The blades looking at him with extreme pride in their hearts.
Blood stained sword, face and body painted with crimson blood, cold and ferocious aura, effortless strength, decisive and merciless to the evil ones!
This is their Master!
The Wielder of the Crimson Blade, the sharpest blade of the Empire!
Leon Andrae de Seirende,
The Barbaric Blood Prince!
