Raised in Dungeon

"AAAAGAAGAHGHGGAAA!!!"

The black sword appeared out of nowhere and stabbed her in the chest.

"STUPET! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

Illska looked at Harald. He was standing some distance away from Illska, stabbing his left palm with his sword. But the blade was nowhere to be seen; only the sword's hilt was attached to his hand.

"Poor thing, that's why I don't like this job."

As he pulled his sword out of his hand, the sword that was stabbing Illska also came out. It was like a portal connecting Harald's palm and Illska's chest.

Illska fell in pain; his body was also shaking, and blood was coming out of his chest.

Harald then walked over to Illska. But the moment he got close, Illska immediately got up, jumped at Harald, and tried to claw his head, but Harald seemed to have known the attack; he blocked it with his left hand. Harald was somehow not surprised by Illska's action. Instead, he seemed to be intentionally getting a little attacked. Harald splashed the blood on his hand, and the blood spread over Illska's body.

"You should have just died earlier; I can't bear to see others tormented like this."

Harald then advanced and slashed at Illska's body. Illska's body did not split but was thrown back.

"I have to finish this immediately. It will be very dangerous if Norttish does a mana explosion."

'Though I have stabbed her heart, how is she still alive?' Harald thought.

'Illska is lucky to move Illska's heart to the stomach. "Or else Illska would have died,' Illska thought.

Blood oozed profusely from Illska's belly, but after a while, the wound glowed, and the glow slowly covered the wound on her belly and chest.

That is Illska's god blessing; she can regenerate her own body with her mana.

"Of the many types of god blessings, why does it have to be that? You're making my job even harder," Harald complained.

Harald, once again, thrust his sword into his palm.

'HE'S GOING TO DO IT AGAIN! ILLSKA HAS TO STOP HIM!'

Illska immediately ran over to him.

But it was too late. After Harald started stabbing his palm, Harald's sword stabbed her chest again.

'This is my god blessing; break the gap. I can attack everything I've marked.'

Break the gap; Harald's god blessing can shorten the distance. He marks his target with mana-filled blood. If he thrusts his sword into the blood on his palm, the sword will appear where he marked it. Simply put, he could use his blood to create a portal between his palm and Illska's chest. When Illska went berserk, Harald had already marked her with his blood.

"AAAAAAAARGHAAA!!!" Illska immediately fell in pain. But she didn't give up; she gripped Harald's sword with both hands and tried to push it out again.

"What?!" Harald was shocked; no one would do that.

Harald held his sword against Illska's grasp, but Illska's strength was stronger, and Harald's sword was slowly being drawn into his palm.

"So strong. Not only are you enduring the pain of grasping my sword, but you're also trying to grab it."

"UGHAAAAAAA!!!!"

"I don't want to do this, but what can I do?"

Harald closed his eyes and muttered,

"Dai abare, Celare."

As he muttered that, his sword doubled over, spreading like thorns suddenly sticking out all over the sword.

"AAAARGH!!!"

Illska's entire body was pierced by the sword from inside and outside his body. That was the ability of Harald's armacar, Celare.

Now Illska's body was completely motionless, in pain from having his entire body pierced, but Harald wasn't done there. Harald walked closer to Illska. Because Illska's god's blessing was regeneration, and because Harald had seen she hadn't died even after Harald stabbed her heart, he needed to do the other way to defeat Illska. So he approached Illska and started drawing air symbols near Illska.

"Wind Paralyze"

He implanted an amnis to paralyze Illska.

It turned out that Harald's suspicions were correct; Illska was not dead; her wounded body was glowing again, covering his wounds. But even though he was healed, Illska was still unable to move due to the paralyzing effect.

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Harald approached Allen and Theobauld, who seemed to be about to kill Ottar. Once there, he was forced to show his face because Theobauld asked him to.

"Nice to meet your former party, my brother, Eldritch. I've always wanted to meet those who have been adventuring together with him, but it looks like I have to kill you here."

Prince Harald wasn't very well-known because he didn't show his face to the public very often. He only showed up at official royal family events, and most people only saw his face in paintings. People say that Prince Harald is lazy and lacks self-confidence. He was called "the prince without pride" by others.

"Mr. Theobauld, you said that, as fellow swordsmen, we should respect our opponents, right? Because I've risked showing my face, and we might kill each other. At least, can I shake your hand? I want to shake the hand of the person I respect for the first and last time," Harald said.

"O-of course, your highness."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" shouted Allen.

There was nothing more stupid than being caught off guard. It was like he was eating the trap that Harald had prepared. Harald had repeatedly said he disliked his job and was even willing to risk his honor by not showing his face. So he could have lied about the handshake and killed Theobauld instead.

But that would only happen if Theobauld still had some pride.

He would throw away his pride if it were for Isabelle's safety. Harald's invitation to shake hands was an excellent opportunity for Theobauld.

Theobauld's body was already battered, while Allen seemed unable to fight like before. So Theobauld planned to stab Harald as they shook hands.

'My god blessing is that, taking an object from afar, I will take the sword of one of the soldiers and kill Prince Harald,' Theobauld thought.

"!!!" they began to shake hands.

As they shook hands, there was a strange sensation in Theobauld's hand. It was rubbery and thick.

Theobauld immediately withdrew his hand and looked at it.

Harald's right hand was bleeding, and now Harald's blood was on his hand.

"Goodbye, Mr. Theobauld,"

Theobauld immediately looked at Harald. Harald stabbed his left arm, which was also bleeding, with his sword.

Harald's sword came out of Theobauld's right hand. And quickly, pierced his neck.

"THEO!!!" shouted Allen, who immediately jumped to attack Harald with his blade.

But Allen was so emotional that he attacked Harald without thinking. He didn't realize that Ottar was coming from the side and pushing with all his strength on Allen's body. As a result, Allen was thrown to the side.

Allen, who was thrown, immediately sat up, looking at Theobauld, still standing, with a sword piercing his neck.

Theobauld turned her face, looked at Allen with tears in his eyes, and then muttered.

"Allen, please take care of Lady Isabelle,"

"D a i A b a r e : C e l a r e" as Harald muttered it, just like he did to Illska, with his sword that pierced Theobauld's neck, the blade spreading and sticking out from all parts of the blade, like thorns.

[ILLUSTRATION]

Theobauld's head shattered, separating into five pieces.

"MASTER THEOOO!!!"

...

In the basement storage room, Felicia was punched by her maid, Rachel.

"Ra-chel! How dare you!"

"I'm sorry, Lady, it's all for your safety."

Felicia refused to leave Isabelle. Therefore, Rachel was forced to make her faint.

"Can you go alone?" asked Isabelle.

Rachel nodded

"Thank you for worrying about me, lady. My god blessing, hide yourself, can make others ignore me for a few seconds. I will bring Lady Felicia home. I want to express my gratitude on behalf of the Boldenville family for helping Lady Felicia all these days; thank you very much," Rachel said as she bent her body while holding Felicia.

"May we meet again," Isabelle said.

At that moment, Rachel immediately left the hole.

Isabelle and Iskaria were now alone in the hole. As she watched Rachel leave, Isabelle was already thinking of an escape plan.

"Hey Iskaria, how long are you going to cry for?" Get up!"

There was a pain in Iskaria's body, and it was because she tried to resist Isabelle's words. Iskaria immediately stood up because of the pain.

"Y... yes, my lady?"

"Follow me; let's go to Thurstan's room."

In Thurstan's basement, many maids were huddled there, looking panicked and confused by the situation. They were all Isabelle's maids and slaves, whom Isabelle had ordered to take refuge in Thurstan's room.

Isabelle went inside and was immediately bombarded with many questions.

"What happened, Lady?!"

"Why did the royal soldiers come to attack us?!"

"Are there other nobles who framed you?!"

"What's your next move?!"

Isabelle smiled. Isabelle was asked a variety of questions, but none of them doubted or blamed her; instead, they suspected she was being framed.

"Iskaria, did you bring it?"

"Y... yes, my lady."

Iskaria took Isabelle's cigar out of her pocket and gave it to Isabelle.

While closing her eyes, Isabelle inhaled the cigar with a face that looked like she was enjoying it very much, and with that, the maids stopped talking, as if their panic was lifted from their bodies just by seeing Isabelle's face.

"Listen, everyone… no one is framing me. I have betrayed the kingdom by hiding a Norttish."

They were shocked, but none of them tried to interrupt Isabelle to continue her words.

"Because I hid Norttish, I will be killed by the royal envoy."

Everyone fell silent, bowing their heads. It was very sad to hear that.

Isabelle took another sip of her cigarette, then said

"But I don't want that! Who wants to die anyway?! After finishing the mess outside, I will run to Amberfraw region!"

"Amberfraw?! Isn't that where the criminals were assembling?!" the maids panicked again.

The Amberfraw region is the westernmost territory of the Wildenhall kingdom. It was located next to the destroyed Carleon region.

A hundred years ago, the Norttish caused a mana explosion in the Carleon region. As a result, the region became barren and poisonous; mana was not there, and spirits did not want to approach the area.

The Amberfraw region is next to the Carleon region, isolated alone because of the mana explosion in the Carleon region. Because their way to the outside was poisonous, people could no longer come to Amberfraw, and people who entered it could not go from there either.

But that didn't mean there was no way people could come to that area over the ocean, which was why it was called a criminal territory, because an escaped criminal would gather there. Isabelle knew someone who could take her to that region. She could still be alive, away from the kingdom, if they went there.

"If you follow me, you will be considered a criminal by the kingdom, and you will also be put to death. But if you don't want to come, I will release the slave seal. Now you can escape from this shackle. Those who want to release the slave seal, please come forward."

1 minute has passed

3 minutes passed.

5 minutes passed

And still no one came forward.

"Fufufu, are you all stupid?" Isabelle said with a smile.

"Don't say that, lady"

"I think it's lady who's not smart enough to think that we consider this seal a shackle."

"Hey! Don't call lady stupid! You're just a maid, you know?!"

"I didn't say stupid! I just said not smart enough!"

The situation outside was chaotic; Isabelle was asking questions about their lives and deaths. They could have been free right then and there—no longer slaves, just ordinary people with no one shackling them. But on that occasion, they laughed with her, together.

There was no way we could leave her

There was no way we could live without her

This mark on our chest is not a shackle

It's a form of lady's love for us

That's how they thought; none of them intended to leave. They would follow Isabelle wherever she went, serve her, and were willing to risk their lives to protect her.

Isabelle laughed along with them, but tears came to her eyes even as she laughed. She thought,

__Oh no, right now I am delighted. My slaves surround me from beginning to end, I won't let them go, won't give them to anyone else.

I wonder about Allen; will he come too? I hope so.

Then Theobauld, my knight, whom I trusted most. He's always been strict with me about the rules, so that's why I can't tell him about Norttish. His angry face irritates me, and I don't want to let her bear any more burden.

Hey, Theobauld. Let's be energetic, kill all our enemies, and solve all my problems like you always do. After that, let's escape with me to Amberfraw. Once again, together with the slaves, we will make a big house. A cozy home for everyone.

I can't wait to see Theobauld again. What will his face look like? Will he scold me again? Or will he smile while listening to my plan?

Either way, I hope everything goes smoothly__

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