I'm The King Of Technology Chapter 562
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Yes, they had to escape immediately..... or else, wouldn't It be their own turn to die later on?
The bandits panicked all the more when they thought about their futures, and hastily went down on their knees before the men that were sent here to guard them.
'Plup!'
"Please have mercy on us noble ones."
"If you free us now, we promise to give you all our belongings."
"Yes!
We also promise not to be in your way again, so please let us go!!"
"Noble ones... I... I know where all the treasure in this lair is.
So if you don't let me go, then you'll never find it!"
"Hmph!
Are you the only one that knows its location?
Sirs, don't listen to him!
I have been here way longer than him, so I definitely know the place better than he does!"
"Please noble ones, I have a contagious illness that might affect you all if you let me stay here.
So for the safety of everyone else, please let me go!"
(*-_-)
The soldiers continued guarding the place in silence amidst the chaos that these bandits were creating.
Several bandits crowded around the prison bars and begged for their lives nonstop.
For many, they had never been captured, tortured or even locked up in a dungeon..... so how could they not panic?
"Please let us out!"
"Let us out I yell yah!"
"Let us out!!!!"
They screamed and begged at the top of their lungs, but all of it was for naught because the guards there remained unmoved no matter what they did.
Of course while they were pleading for their lives, Landon and some of the soldiers were busy raiding the lair instead.
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"Your majesty!
We found 79 sacs of grain and 157 other sacs that are filled with up different food items in them.
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And in addition to that, we also found 9 bags of gold coins, 29 bags of silver coins and 64 bags of cooler coins." Said Warrant officer Basil.
[1 Gold coin=100 silver coins... And 1 silver coins= 100 Copper coins.]
"In addition to that, we also found several parchment papers that documented what was taken from the surrounding villages and towns as well."
"Hmmmmmmmmm
Alright!
It's now 5:41 P.M
So follow the amount written in the document, and quickly fill up the trucks with both good and money." Landon said, while briefly glancing over the papers in his hands.
All that was taken from the people, would be returned back to them before the end of the day.
And whatever was leftover, would be taken by them instead.
Of course, any leftover grain would be given back to the people... But any leftover money would definitely get into their pockets instead.
After all, they were currently on a mission... And one never knows whether they would soon get short on money, or might need to buy some extra things on their trip.
So having more money was definitely make things easier for them.
And so just like that, the soldiers swiftly slotted up into several groups and headed towards the villages and small towns.
Of course when everyone heard about today's matter, they all danced and jubilated in song.
"Hurray!
The Wolfhound bandits are no more!"
"We're free!!"
The poor villagers took their rations and money back happily, while dancing and singing merrily.
For them, today marked the start of a new beginning.
.
As for the prisoners in the dungeon, they had given the task of feeding them to the village chiefs of the neighbouring villages.
'System... I need something that can keep the prisoners in their cells unto I personally release them.'
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'Not a problem host.
The system had several spiritual locks that can do the trick.
Here are the following options.....'
Landon listened to the system attentively, and quickly decided on one of the locks shown to him.
One should know that he had decided to get these locks only for additional protection.
Because one thing he definitely wanted to avoid, was one of the village chiefs freeing the prisoners due to fear.
If the bandits threatened these simple-minded people a lot, some of them might actually succumb to the threats and open the cells instead.
The bandits might even promise to let the people from their village go if they freed them, which might make some of the village chiefs tempted to let them go.
Anyway, these locks from the system could never be broken or open up without Landon the keys from the system.
Additionally, the lock could also strengthen the iron bars as well.
So no blacksmith would be able to destroy it if the lock was still hanging on the prison cells.
With that, only Landon would be able I free these prisoners from these cells.
Of course, he would only do so when he came back from his mission.
One should know that since he was planning to pass along this route on his way back, picking up the prisoners by then wouldn't be of any inconvenience to him whatsoever.
So he decided to take them to Baymard when he passed back.
This only meant that the Baymardian prison would welcome a few new members again.
And judging by the way they behaved, many of them might be out in sector B or C within the prison.
Only their boss who had been a wanted man in Deiferus would get placed into sector A.
.
Nevertheless, since everything was finally over... It was finally time for them to set out towards the Northern Territory again.
Now, they could finally focus on their mission..... Saving Mr. or Miss Unknown.
'Vrrrrmmmmmmm!'
They drove away hastily, with one goal in mind... and that was to be in time.
But of course, they weren't the only ones who were in a haste as well.
'Gallop!' Gallop!' Gallop!' Gallop!' Gallop!'
Somewhere within the western region of Arcadina, several men on horseback were carefully making their way towards a particular city.
The men ride in complete silence while keenly observing their surroundings.
And all that could be heard, was the sounds of their horse's footsteps.... as well as that of nature.
Their bodies were boiling with rage and their minds were only filled with bloodshed.
Yes!
By nightfall, several heads will roll!
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