1167 In The City

In the still of night, several men pulled themselves up the ropes with their sheer strength alone.

The walls were all slippery, and they dared not rest their legs on them.

Very quickly, Killian reached the top and poked his head by just a little bit before sleeping his eyes left, right, and down severally.

The ancient stone corridor-top was empty and wet.

The rain was still falling hard.

So probably, with the confidence these people had about the walls and the history of the walls being unavailable, no one would waste time standing guard around these parts during the heavy Rainstorm.

The center of attention might be focused on the very front walls, about 2 and a half-hour run on horseback far away from where they were currently at.

Good.

~Plop.

Killian and several others stealthily stepped onto the open floor and stooped low.

From there, they waited for the first line of Arcadinians to get on before detaching their safety roads around their waists.

The first line of Arcadinians felt their bodies tremble in disbelief when they realized that they made history.

F***!

How many people have ever scaled the unscalable wall?

They weren't dreaming, were they?

The eyes they used to look at these calm Baymardians changed greatly.

Saying something and doing it were of course 2 different things.

It was like saying one would go to the air beyond the stars and actually doing it.

This was incredible!

(°0°)

The Arcadinians briefly immersed themselves in their current feelings before coming back to reality fast.

Yes. They were still on a mission.

So now wasn't the time for this.

.

~Plop.

Death wasted no time in rolling onto the open floor towards the other end facing the city.

And Killian also joined them as well.

Like so, the next line of Baymardians came up, followed by the following sequence of Arcadinians, and so on.

Everyone stayed low and safe, crawling like lizards across the long stretched floors.

The enemy couldn't see it now.

But if they were there, they would realize that for as far as the eyes could see above the city walls, there were hundreds and hundreds of men crawling underneath the rain, moving towards different locations.

Yes. There were several teams crowded here who had different responsibilities.

Thus, they would undoubtedly ascend at different points across the city walls.

But no matter what point they chose to descend, it was typically the regions where ordinary people live, or even the places one could say were dumped with feces and had countless unsanitary conditions.

With a cold face, Killian glanced through his infrared thermal imaging goggles but didn't find any sign of life around the bottom where they wanted to descend to.

Safe.

In fact, not even a single person outside this smelly region.

Killian was very shocked.

Weren't these people here too lax?

Even if this place is an undesirable region, standing guard here shouldn't be that bad, right?

Well, he couldn't deny that the rain hyped the smell even more.

And no one would like to stand guard here under the heavy rain as if guarding treasure when the place was... Well, awful.

The Arcadinians also took note of these things and secretly planned to report with his majesty William concerning how lax several regions around Arcadina were in general.

Before today, since this part was unavailable, they would've probably thought just like the enemy by sending on fewer to no guards here.

After all, if a place had a track record of millions of deaths for centuries and millenniums during winter and Spring, then no one would think it possible to scale the wall.

So they would've also thought the same as the enemy and focused their attention on the other regions around the walls too.

Look! Even those mysterious strangers hadn't even bothered too much when it came to the walls as well.

They only placed scouts outside the walls, and that was it.

It seemed that everyone had accepted that it was impossible.

But now, the Arcadinians understood that change was a constant thing.

And just because several people couldn't do it doesn't mean it couldn't be done.

They had to assess a lot of things differently now.

.

Very quickly, Killian and several others did several hand signals to each other.

'Safe.'

'Safe.'

'Safe.'

'Safe.'

Good.

Like lightning, several Baymardians tied ropes around themselves, laid down and firmly planted their legs against the walls.

They then looked at everyone else as if saying: "We're ready."

Hmmm...

Rain dropped and slid across Death's face as he calmly held the rope firmly

~Shrrieeee!

He slid down the ropes in a flash, rolled onto the ground and remained on a crawling-stance behind a bush that had grown to an extent.

Death looked at Killian who was by his side: "The secret passageway should be over there, just across the Peasant execution stand. This is our safest bet for now!"

Listening to Death, Killian and those close by nodded in agreement.

One should know that before William revealed himself to the world, he and his men could easily pass through the city, moving through several underground points that they discovered and sometimes created in the dead of night while everyone was asleep.

One could imagine it as a prison breakout too.

Hey had sometimes attained residences and started digging deep at night, creating connecting tunnels within several major parts of many cities and towns.

Of course, all the tunnels they knew of that left major cities and stopped deep in the forests weren't created by them.

Yes. Those were created by the ancient and several people before them.

One shouldn't forget that William's father used to be the crown prince before Alec took over.

So during his younger days and time training, his father had taken only him showing or sometimes sending him to several regions around Arcadina to see these secret tunnels leaving or entering major cities.

This was so that if one day, an enemy took claim of these regions, they would know how to infiltrate and seize them back.

This was all information stored away in the secret chambers of the Royal vaults.

Only the ruler and those he trusted could know about them.

That said, many major cities had secret tunnels leaving the cities.

But Profus city didn't.

It just had tunnels within the city, connecting several places to another.

Thus, Death knew that from the peasant execution stand, they should be able to avoid unnecessary delays and exit through another building relatively close to Baron Cain's estate.

Death's eyes flickered dangerously.

He just needed them to get him into Baron Cain's estate.

And the rest would be history.