Mefzar and Old mike were waiting for leader to come outside at the Gate of the 'Gang of Red Dragons'. It wasn't long before the man who went to inform their leader had gone inside. The other members of the team and the mark were already around the Building and in their agreed positions. If they started a fight, everyone knew what to do.

Finally, the tall, black-clad Dragon man walked out the door.

“It means you are the one threatening to demolish this building,” he said.

"We're not here to talk nonsense, hand over our teammate and we will leave," he said.

"What if I don't," he said.

“Then you start talking to me,” said old Mike. These events had stripped him of the repetitive days, returning him to the years in which his blood was boiling.

“Well, who are you?” he said.

“I own the inn where the goblin you kidnapped is staying at,” he said rather emotionlessly.

“Are you fucking kidding me!” shouted, and he drew his sword and started running towards Old Mike.

Old mike pulled out the two knives resting on his back.

“Hah, like old times,” he said and parried the coming blow.

As Old Mike and the gang leader began to fight, Mefzar took off his bow, inserted an arrow, and stepped back to better aim.

Mefzar aimed at the people standing at the door with his arrow and shot the first arrow.

Not expecting events to develop so quickly, the Gang members focused on watching the old man fighting head-to-head with their Leader. But the arrow that flew towards them cut through this distraction like a knife and knocked someone down. Others Just took cover behind the door.

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Hearing the clashes, the other team members also took action without wasting any time.

Arthur and mark headed towards the rear structure. While making the plan, Arthur had learned that Mark was a sword wielder. Mark had smashed the back door with a kick. He put his sword in the Enchanted pouch and took out a knife instead. Using a sword indoors and in narrow corridors was a real pain in the ass. Arthur was also ready to do the Fire manipulation and the earth manipulation in case someone might show up at any moment.

When the door slammed backwards, they saw the gang member in charge of guarding the back door.

The man did not expect such a thing.

"We're under attack," he shouted as he charged towards Mark.

Mark parried the blow without leaving the man much of a chance, then delivering a fatal blow to his neck. When the man was late in meeting, blood started gushing from his neck like a waterfall.

“Let's move on, the others are in the Building,” said Mark, and he leaped over the struggling Dragon-human whose throat he had just slit.

Arthur was amazed by Mark's composure. He followed Mark, saying, 'This man has definitely seen war before.'

They would continue on down the narrow corridor. A door through which the mark passed opened, and a man from inside attacked the mark's back.

Without thinking, Arthur sent a fireball towards the gang member.

“Aaaah!” she screamed as the fireball hit her back.

Hearing this, Mark turned around. And he struck a stab at the man who ate the fireball and writhed in pain.

“Thanks,” said Mark.

Realizing that there was no need for further quarrels between them, they began to continue down the corridor. When they reached the end of the corridor, they encountered the other members of the Team. They also looked like they had passed a few minor hurdles on their way here.

"Let's search every room," said Darkis.

“Let's search every room, we'll look upstairs,” said Darkis.

“Okay, we'll look at the ground floor,” said Arthur.

"We are on this floor, then," said elda

The team quickly began to search for the places they had determined.

Arthur and mark found the stairs leading down and began their slow descent into the basement.

Arthur summoned a flame to his hand, lighting it up.

The basement consisted of a corridor surrounded by doors left and right. There were about a dozen doors. From above still came the sound of the blades hitting each other.

“I think we need to check them all one by one,” said Arthur.

Mark nodded and kicked the first door to his right. Arthur watched in admiration, not understanding how Mark had kicked in huge doors.

The first door was knocked back. Behind the destroyed door, it was like some kind of warehouse with shelves on the wall. And on these shelves were bottles of Elixir of different colors and sizes. It looked like the place where the gang kept the potions.

When they realized that what they were looking for was not in that room, they went out and tried the room opposite. When the door was broken, the scene behind surprised Arthur.

“What the fuck is this?”

In front of them was a prison surrounded by iron bars. Behind the iron bars 20 prisoners, mostly Goblins, were cramped.

"The tactic of the gangs is that they usually kidnap goblins and snatch money from their families," he said, seeing that Arthur couldn't understand.

“Fuck this” By walking towards the cell where the prisoners are being held.

The prisoners also seemed to be trying to understand what had happened. As Arthur came towards the Door, his eyes were filled with hope for a moment.

Arthur picked up a small stone from the ground and placed it where the Key would come from. When he expanded the stone with soil manipulation, the Iron lock shattered and fell to the ground.

"You're free, get out of this shithole as soon as possible"

When the prisoners stared at Arthur and stood still

“Fast!” he shouted.

Arthur's shout woke them all at once.

“Use the back door,” he said after them, just as they were all about to go out the door.

Mark watching events from the corner

"We have to be fast," he said

Arthur nodded in agreement. While checking all the doors, they found 2 more such places, and after Arthur quickly liberated them, there was only one door left.

Mark smashed the door and it slowly fell over.

The scene behind him was a sight that both Arthur wanted to see and was shocked to see.

Rook with his hands and feet tied to a chair, his face and clothes covered in blood

Arthur hurried to the rook. He seemed unconscious.

“Roook!” he shouted, waving at his collar.

Rook's eyes opened, albeit slowly.

“Arthur,” Rook whispered.

“Thank God,” he said, seeing that he was well.

Arthur quickly took a healing potion from his enchanted pouch and poured it into Rook's mouth. When he finished the whole bottle, he cut the ropes connecting his hands and feet with a knife. It could take 2-3 minutes for the healing potion to take effect.

“We can't wait any longer, we have to get you to a safe place. I'll take you on my back now.” Arthur said.

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Another dagger strike had left its mark on the Gang leader's back. His body was full of cuts.

“Who are you really, old man,” said the Gang leader.

“Don't you have any manners, you should introduce yourself first before asking someone who they are,” said old Mike.

“I am Gartun, the leader of the Red dragons,” he said, panting.

“Oh Gartun, okey I guess, I can give you my name They call me lone wolf back in the days”

“Wait you are the lone wolf” Gartun's eyes widened. The youth may have forgotten, but He was remembered. One-man team lone wolf, who goes to the most dangerous places of the north without a team

“We only got one goblin, why so much backlash?” Gartun asked, his hopes of victory completely gone. He already knew that his opponent was playing with him.

They had been fighting for 10 minutes, but he had failed to strike the old man a single blow. He could also hear the sounds of clashes from the gang building.

“One goblin, Look, you're wrong here. The goblin You Kidnapped was no ordinary goblin. He was part of a team and they didn't let go of those team members that easily”

Finally, the goblin's words came to mind, and the goblin had indeed spoken the truth. A goblin had joined an adventurers team.

He put down the sword in his hand

“Fuck my luck”

“Go ahead old man Finish it . I know I have no chance against you.”

Just then, a group that Ratless Street had not seen for a long time began to surround the street,

City guards.