Chapter 42 (1/2)

Chapter 42: Expensive Treatment

Rustling sounds echoed in the wood. Betta was carrying a girl, but he was running even faster than Roland, who was empty-handed.

If Roland weren’t trying his best, he would’ve been left far behind.

Even so, by the time they were out of the woods, Betta was already a hundred meters ahead of him.

However, Betta stopped and breathed hard when he reached the city. Because of curfew, he could not enter the city.

Roland soon caught up. Having no time to wipe his sweat, he touched the girl’s nose and sensed her faint breath. Relieved, he frowned at the closed city gate.

“The gate… is not open!” Betta breathed heavily and said, “What should we do?”

He too could tell that the girl was dying, and the sooner she was treated, the more likely she could survive.

The soldiers on the city wall looked at Roland and Betta nervously.

There were travelers who failed to enter the city on time every day. But they watched the two young men who appeared to be big shots in surprise, wondering why one of them was carrying a naked girl.

They had a theory, but n.o.body stood out and served justice. Instead, they moved their eyes away, as if they had seen nothing.

“Open the gate,” Roland shouted at the soldiers. “We have a dying girl who’s in dire need of medical treatment!”

The guards did see the girl in Betta’s arms, but they looked at each other and shook their heads without saying anything.

“She’s truly in fatal danger. I know that you have rules, but can you make an exception? At least, you can open a gap and let one of us send the girl in.”

Roland’s shout echoed in the wind, but the soldiers were unmoved.

The merchants and travelers who were outside of the city were relieved.

Two n.o.bles who were trying to save a girl shouldn’t be bad guys.

Receiving no response from the soldiers up above, Roland couldn’t help but clench his fists.

Betta looked at the girl in his arms and proposed, “Why don’t we break in?”

His voice was not loud, but it was clear in the quiet night.

The soldiers immediately changed their expressions and reached for their weapon.

However, since the talker appeared to be a n.o.ble, they did not take any real action.

If a merchant or a regular traveler had made the statement, the result would’ve been quite different.

Chances were that they would’ve been drowned in arrows.

“Let me try again,” said Roland. He suddenly remembered what Gru said. So, he shouted, “We’re Golden Sons, and we’re trying to save people now. You must know what two Golden Sons did a while ago, don’t you? If you don’t want us to hate you, open the gate. If you can’t make the decision, inform your officer. I’m sure your officer is with you.”

Golden Sons!

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. As soldiers, they naturally knew of the conflict that occurred between two Golden Sons and a powerful n.o.ble a month ago.

They certainly dare not p.i.s.s off such monsters who could resurrect after they died.

“I’ll give you five minutes. We’ll break in if there isn’t a reply in five minutes, and don’t blame us for being too brutal.”

Four light b.a.l.l.s were flying around Roland, but to be more persuasive, he summoned his mental power and threw a blue fireball at the empty area behind him.

Under everyone’s gazes, the fireball flew a hundred meters and exploded.