Chapter 196 Escape and Reward
Using dark vision to approach the terrified girl, Angel bent down and gave her a hug. Feeling the trembling body in his arms gradually calm down, he whispered:
"Don't be afraid, the Dominican Commonwealth is here to rescue you."
"Thank you, thank you..." The girl who had just bravely saved herself now spoke with tears in her voice, "I thought he was also captured. I, I was so scared..."
Taking out a dagger and cutting the ropes that bound Sonya's hands and feet, Angel helped the girl to stand up and walked from the dark room to the corridor where there was still dim light.
Sonya, who had regained her sight, looked at the woman who had saved her with some curiosity and couldn't help asking:
"I don't think I've seen you before. Are you the one asked by the Dominican Federation to help? Where is he now?"
Actually, I am the Dominican Republic - Angel wanted to make a joke like this, but looking at Sonya with tears on her face, he couldn't bear to bully her.
"He's attracting the attention of the gangsters down there. The quicker we leave, the safer he'll be."
Taking Sonia, Angel walked through the empty corridor and came to the stairs leading to the first-floor lobby. The boy named Ian, who she had just rescued, was peeking out from the stairs. When he heard the footsteps of the two people, he shuddered in fear.
"It's you... Is that the girl you wanted to save? Congratulations on finding her," said Ian, who was young but looked very mature. "There's a lot of gunfire outside. It seems like two groups are fighting. We need to find another way out."
"That's my companion trying to attract attention. Let's go to the back door. I just came from there..."
"boom--"
Before Angel finished speaking, there was a loud explosion at the main entrance, followed by a shaking sensation. Even the flame of the gas lamp hanging on the wall became dim, as if someone had used several pounds of explosives to blow down half of the house.
The door leading to the front hall was knocked open, and dust from the explosion overflowed from the other side. An agile figure passed through the smoke and came to the stairs. Angel quickly drew his gun and aimed.
"It's me, don't shoot!" A figure blew away the smoke in front of them, revealing the dusty face of the Dominican Federation. "Have you found Sonia? They'll be here soon..."
Sonya rushed over crying and hugged him, silencing the provocateur.
"Wait until we escape before crying. What's going on at the front door? Why are there more gunshots?"
Angel ignored the reunited couple and frowned as he looked towards the front door. Instead of calming down due to the absence of the Dominican Federation, there was an even more intense burst of gunfire, as if, as Ian had just said, "two groups were fighting."
"Alright, Sonya, let's get out of here right now." The gray-faced provocateur turned around after stroking the girl's messy brown hair. "MI9 is here. They used explosives and blew half of the lobby down. There's a fierce battle going on right now, and I slipped in during the chaos."
"Also for the manuscript?"
"Why else? To rescue the captured boys and girls?"
After taking a look at Ian, who still had traces of rope binding on his wrists, the Dominican Federation grabbed Sonia and walked towards the back door.
"The Zmangers have the advantage of terrain, but they're outnumbered, and without a Beyonder in command, they probably won't hold out for more than a few minutes. Let's run! Once MI9 discovers there's no manuscript here, they'll probably target us again."
Arriving at the back door that Angel had just entered by climbing over the wall, two extraordinary people used wooden boxes as stepping stones to help Sonya and Ian climb over the low wall. The four of them quickly left this dangerous place along the alley behind the Red Brick Lane.
The faint sound of gunfire and shouting from behind lingered for a long time. It was obvious that the Zmanger Party did not collapse as quickly as the Dominican Federation had guessed, but continued to resist.
The faint sound of gunfire did not disappear from their ears until the four of them crossed several streets and arrived at the Tussock River, which borders the East District and the dock area.
"Sir, it's time to leave. It might be dangerous if you continue to follow us."
Once out of danger, the Dominican Federation turned to Ian, the only "outsider" among the four, who was also kidnapped by the Zmanger Party.
The latter nodded, understanding the situation, and looked at Angel and said, "Thank you for your help, beautiful lady. I believe you were also involved because of the manuscript. I suggest you find a place to hide for a while. Don't call the police or seek official help, especially MI9. They..."
"I know, they've been infiltrated like a sieve long ago, what a bunch of losers!"
The Dominican Federation, a former member of MI9, interjected unceremoniously.
"...Well, I'm glad you understand. I'm planning to disappear for a while, but I owe you a favor," Ian nodded at Angel. "If you need any information, you can go to the Brave Bar and ask for the old man. They can contact me."
After saying this, the thin young man walked westward along the Tussock River and soon disappeared into the night and thick fog.
"What about you guys? Are you still going back to your residence?"
Angel withdrew his gaze from Ian's back and looked at the Dominican Federation and Sonia. The former was covered in dust and dirt from the explosion and blood from someone unknown. Although the latter's dress was still intact, her face was also filled with fatigue that could not be concealed.
"How is that possible? We'll definitely be caught if we go back now," the Dominican Federation shook its head. "I'm going to go straight to the docks and find someone who dares to sail out at night. I'll head to Pritz Harbor downstream overnight and put out to sea tomorrow morning. I'll never go back to this damn place again."
Since the electrical system was not yet popular, there were no steam trains running at night, and most steamships did not dare to operate at night. However, there were still brave boatmen who dared to go downstream at night, risking their lives to earn a little living.
"That kid named Ian is right. You'd better stay out of the spotlight. If these intelligence agencies can't find the manuscript, they will definitely expand their search and eventually find you."
"Don't worry about that. I have other things to do and can't leave Backlund. Furthermore, I can avoid being tracked by Beyonders through counter-divination."
The Dominican Federation scoffed after hearing Angel's words and retorted, "Counter-divination? You rely too much on those methods. Do I look like a fortune teller? Didn't I track you to your safe house?"
That's not what you said a few hours ago when you begged me to use the magic mirror to divine and save your Sonya...
The provocateur continued to talk to himself, not even noticing Sonya's constant glances beside him.
"I suggest you replace both safe houses and clean out the contents. Don't leave any traces. This isn't a matter of divination. An experienced hunter could track you down pretty quickly based on where you've lived."
Is he caring about me?
Angel chuckled to himself.
The Dominican Federation continued to babble about some anti-tracking methods until a carriage rumbled past him over loose paving stones. Then he seemed to remember that he was preparing to escape and shut up.
Then he took out a small envelope from his pocket and handed it to Angel.
"This is your reward. Anyway, thank you for your help this time..."
"If you ever go to Bayam, you can find me at the 'Sea and Flame' bar on Pelican Street. Of course, don't use your real name, just ask for 'Lucky Nick'..." The Dominican Federation said at the end, suddenly pausing, "I hope you won't use it. I don't want to have any contact with Backlund or any of you witches anymore."
"Even a kind witch would be the same."
After watching the Dominican Federation's monologue in a daze, Angel pulled Sonia towards the dock area east of the Tussock River. He squeezed the envelope in his hand and found that it was thin and contained almost nothing.
This guy wouldn't just give me an empty envelope to fool me, right? That's why he ran away so fast...
Looking down at the envelope in her hand, she tore open a piece of paper and pulled out the only piece of letter inside. With the help of moonlight and dark vision, she read the contents on it.
"Sequence 8, Master of Magic. Main ingredients: Soul Eater's stomach, 20ml of deep-sea marlin blood. Supplementary ingredients: 5ml of hornbeam essential oil, 10g of sedge powder, one blooming red chestnut flower, 80ml of pure water."
This is... this is the potion recipe?
Angel suppressed his surprise and looked at the backs of the two people.
He said he would give me a satisfactory reward. So he meant the potion formula? Indeed, in the world of Beyonders, a formula is roughly equivalent to a gold pound, and sometimes it can even achieve things that gold pounds cannot...
Continuing to look down, Angel discovered that there was more than one potion recipe on the paper, belonging to the "Master of Magic".
"Sequence 8, Savage."
"Sequence 9, Fortune Teller."
There are three potion recipes recorded on this piece of paper!
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