Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 33: Bai Song: I'm Free!

After hearing the explosion behind him, Bai Song didn't pause. He unlocked the back door and kicked it open with a loud "bang!" It was clear that the door had been neglected for years. Initially, Bai Song had intended to push it open gently, but unfortunately, the hinges were rusted. It would require a forceful kick to open it.

Fortunately, there were no police officers waiting in the backyard to intercept him. The credit for that goes to the fact that nobody had lived in this house for at least twenty years, except for a stray cat named Piao. The overgrown weeds made it slower to traverse the backyard than running through the living room.

However, it wasn't significantly slower. Just as Bai Song stepped out and glanced around, several police officers appeared at both ends of the house. Despite the large number of police officers, Bai Song remained calm.

"Props!" Bai Song didn't hesitate and immediately rushed towards the backyard's perimeter wall, leaving Tom and Jerry to handle the task of intercepting the police officers. Upon hearing Bai Song's command, Tom and Jerry, the cat and mouse duo, wasted no time. Each of them reached into their respective four-dimensional spaces and pulled out a large pile of caltrops, scattering them to both sides. Tom and Jerry took charge of one side each, with clear division of labor.

"Police, don't move..." The police officers on both sides, upon circling around, immediately spotted Bai Song fleeing and were about to shout loudly when they happened to step on the caltrops.

"Ahhh!!!"

Instantly, the police officers on both sides clutched their legs, howling in pain, hopping in place, and repeatedly stepping on new caltrops.

Listening to the successive cries of agony from both sides of the house, Bai Song couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine. Just listening to it was enough to imagine the pain they were experiencing. Now, the only thing Bai Song could do was to escape as quickly as possible, allowing them to get out of this painful situation sooner.

In the instant before reaching the perimeter wall, Bai Song leaped into the air, placed both hands on top of the wall, and... ended up perfectly short by thirty centimeters, with his face directly colliding with the wall.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Why did they build the wall so high?!" Bai Song couldn't help but rub his self-proclaimed handsome face. If he had hit the wall any harder, he might have bid farewell to his own face forever.

Bai Song had originally planned to stylishly grasp the edge of the perimeter wall with his hands and effortlessly flip over it. However, he had clearly overestimated his physical abilities. The wall was as high as a basketball hoop, and Bai Song definitely didn't possess the vertical leap required for a slam dunk.

Humans have limitations, and it's quite challenging for an average person to climb over a wall of this height. Bai Song reluctantly decided to climb over it the traditional way.

Luckily, the caltrops thrown by Tom and Jerry were highly effective. Even if a police officer was about to escape the caltrop zone, either Tom or Jerry would promptly throw another projectile to push them back. The police officers had no chance of crossing the caltrop barrier in the short term. This gave Bai Song enough time to attempt climbing over the wall at an excruciatingly slow pace.

Bai Song observed the wooden wall, which had the typical protruding stakes every meter. If he had a rope to loop over them, he could easily climb over. The only requirement was finding a suitable rope.

"...Tom, can I borrow your tail?" Bai Song asked.

Upon hearing this, Tom slowed down his rate of throwing caltrops, turned to look at Bai Song, not knowing what he was about to say. Since Bai Song ended his sentence with "how about it," Tom figured he was being asked about something. After hesitating for a moment, Tom tentatively nodded.

At that moment, Tom hadn't realized what kind of request he had just agreed to, but he didn't have the time to react anymore.

Seeing Tom's immediate agreement without hesitation, Bai Song became excited. He first tossed a plastic bag to the other side of the wall.

"Perfect!" With these words, Bai Song, in Tom's perplexed gaze, swiftly tied the end of his tail into a loop and tossed it upward, perfectly hooking it onto one of the stakes.

It wasn't until that moment that Tom finally realized what he had just agreed to, but it was already too late.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!" Bai Song, with an apologetic expression, began to climb while holding onto Tom's tail. Tom's face instantly turned crimson, struggling to contain his screams, but eventually, a thunderous roar erupted from his mouth, echoing as if Stuka dive-bombing.

The sound was incredibly loud, causing the firefighters in the front yard to wonder, "What on earth is happening?!"

With Tom's tail serving as a rope, Bai Song quickly crossed over to the other side of the wall from the backyard. The speed was impressive, mainly thanks to Tom's momentary levitation caused by his screaming against gravity.

Bai Song specifically chose to use Tom's tail as a rope because it allowed him to effortlessly float over the wall with a little added force. He didn't need to exert much physical effort himself, making it a very user-friendly method. If Bai Song had relied solely on his own strength, by the time he managed to climb over, the police reinforcements would likely have been waiting for him on the other side of the wall.

So, it was purely for efficiency reasons and not due to any lingering resentment from being woken up by Tom in the morning. Definitely not due to any lingering resentment from being woken up by Tom in the morning. Definitely not due to any lingering resentment from being woken up by Tom in the morning! Important matters need to be said three times.

After crossing the wooden perimeter wall, Bai Song first rubbed Tom's head apologetically and then casually picked up the plastic bag from the ground, sprinting away into the distance.

While climbing over, he had overheard the police officers instructing their colleagues to intercept him on the other side of the wall. He had no choice but to put on an extra burst of speed and evade the pursuing officers as soon as possible.

Unbeknownst to Bai Song, on the rooftop of a distant building, a man dressed in a black windbreaker with a slightly weathered expression observed the situation through a telescope. He eventually set the telescope down and reached for a walkie-talkie, saying, "Follow him."

Meanwhile, deep within the dense forest on a nearby hill, a man dressed as a priest also observed the situation through a telescope. After setting down the telescope, he used magical communication to relay to his servant, "Follow him."

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