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Chapter 71 Escape is Not a Crime

Chapter 71 Escape is Not a Crime

Hu Huiying had already landed beside her, its wolf claws, reeking of blood, raised in mid-air, their sharp nails gleaming coldly in the dim light, about to tear open her back.

Milan felt as if the blood in her body had frozen instantly. Although she was aware of the danger, her body couldn't react at all, and she could only let the other party get closer.

call out--

Just at this critical moment, a sharp gust of wind whistled past her ear!

"Aww!"

The sharp howls of wolves and the voices of children rang out together, echoing in the empty cave and making one's eardrums ache.

Milan felt the dark figure beside her suddenly sway, staggering and crashing into a pile of stones, sending pebbles tumbling to the ground.

"Huff—huff—" She gasped for breath, leaning on her staff. The back of her robe was soaked with cold sweat, which clung to her skin and made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

When she came to her senses, she saw clearly that an iron arrow was stuck diagonally into the rock wall beside her, the fletching of which was still humming and vibrating, and the tip of the arrow was stained with fresh, dark blood.

Looking at the owner of the arrow, Rhodes stood still, his left hand still holding the bow, the vibration of the bowstring not yet completely subsided.

The gray shadow had already darted into the shadows on the other side, and eerie black blood dripped down its gray fur, only to quickly heal.

"Big brother, you're so mean!" the girl's innocent voice rang out, complaining in a spoiled tone, "I just wanted to play with that older sister—"

Before it could finish speaking, another green streak flashed through the darkness, heading towards the source of the sound.

"you!"

It glared fiercely in Rhodes' direction, its ferocity fully revealed, and let out a threatening growl from its throat, but it did not dare to rush forward again, instead hiding in a position where they could not attack.

"That was fast," Rod muttered, then, facing Lily who had once again vanished into the darkness, he directed the two stunned people beside him, "Don Quixote, go and guard Milan. Don't let her get flanked and ambushed."

"clear!"

Don Quixote, realizing what was happening, immediately retreated, sword in hand, and stood like a small iron tower in front of Milan, the greatsword held horizontally across his chest. "Miss Milan, rest assured! With me here, I will not let this monster touch a single hair on your head!"

"Hmm—" Milan pursed her lips, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, but her gaze did not fall on Don Quixote in front of her, but instead looked at the tall figure not far away.

The arrow came too fast; she didn't even see when Rhodes made his move.

If it had been half a second later, she would probably be no different from those mutilated corpses on the ground by now.

Thanks.

She whispered something, not caring whether Rhodes heard her or not, and gripped her staff tightly again, beginning to condense a pale purple magical shield in front of her.

"Tsk—"

Seeing the three of them huddled together, and realizing that she would have difficulty making a move, Lily's right wolf eye darted around and she immediately switched to harassment tactics to torment them and expose their weaknesses.

"Whoosh—"

The howls in the shadows were faint, accompanied by the soft scraping of claws against the gravel, as if a gray shadow would come and take their lives at any moment.

"whee----"

"Lily" was like a leech, constantly circling around the three of them, occasionally peeking out half of her face from a corner, staring at them and letting out a few childlike laughs, before turning to attack and immediately retreating back into the darkness.

Especially Don Quixote, who had to protect the two of them, had to move around from time to time according to Lily's position. The heavy armor would occasionally make clanging sounds due to the other party's harassment, leaving claw marks and dents on the surface.

After several attempts, he hadn't caught the culprit and had only gotten dizzy from spinning around, which greatly annoyed Don Quixote: "Are you a rat? Hiding in the shadows, playing tricks, and plotting ambushes—what kind of skill is that!"

"If you've got the guts, come out here and we'll have a fair one-on-one duel! If you win, you can do whatever you want with me; if you lose, you'll obediently surrender."

"A fair fight?"

A childlike voice, filled with undisguised mockery, drifted across the empty stone platform, its exact location impossible to discern.

"I'm not some kind of knight, why should I have a fair fight with you?"

From the shadows came the screeching sound of claws scratching against the rock wall, accompanied by a few soft, playful laughs. "What do your human rules have to do with me? I can secretly bite you to death, why should I stand up and take your heavy sword?"

"In the end, you're just using this excuse because you can't hit me."

She paused, her tone becoming even more mocking: "Besides, who was it that I almost killed with a single claw strike just now?"

"If it weren't for that big brother meddling, that mage sister would be like this corpse on the ground by now."

Upon hearing this, Milan's face darkened, and he suppressed his anger and remained silent.

"You—!" Don Quixote was speechless, his face turning bright red.

"Ignore it, it's draining our energy," Milan said, her shield having been maintained for a long time, her magic power depleted and her breathing slightly labored. "If this drags on, we'll be in trouble once the nearby monsters are attracted."

In this dimly lit, spacious, and complex environment, the other side has the advantage of terrain, and a stalemate will only make them more and more passive.

"This can't go on any longer." Rhodes suddenly put down his bow and arrow and drew a dagger for self-defense.

"You've come up with a solution?" Milan subconsciously looked at him, curious about what method this man would use to deal with the current situation.

"Hmm," Rhodes nodded, then said calmly, "Shall we just run away?"

"ah?

'

"Eh?"

Upon hearing this simple and straightforward plan, the two were immediately speechless with surprise.

Besides Milan and Don Quixote, even Alina in the consciousness space was stunned.

"You bastard—" She opened her mouth as if to complain, but then realized that Rhodes's arrangement seemed to be fine.

Retreating now is indeed the safest option. If other enemies appear and launch a surprise attack, they are very likely to be wiped out here. It is better to wait for reinforcements to arrive before completely eradicating the lair.

But, but————

The thought of that tiny body that had been completely altered made Alina feel a tightness in her chest.

The real Lily is most likely long gone, leaving only this tattered shell, possessed by monsters and stitched to pieces.

But to just turn away like that, watching helplessly as your child is denied even peace in death, is never a pleasant thought.

"What about Lily? Aren't we going to save her?" Don Quixote couldn't help but ask.

Milan couldn't help but look at Rode, as if asking for his opinion with his eyes.

"We have found Lily and the other villagers. The objective of this operation has been achieved." Rhodes paused, looking at the two of them, as he said this.

"And—running away is not a crime."