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the inn (log 064.1)

  Well, I never expected that this is what I would be doing in an active combat zone. Then again I have rarely ever worked with the guard corps. At the moment I am thankful that I do not have a mirror.

  Otherwise I would have felt quite embarrassed. You see, right now I am wearing the guise of a beggar. It must be pretty realistic, the way that the people have been ignoring looking at me. (That is another reason that I don't like the disguise of a beggar.)

  Well, the rags that I am wearing seem to fit me like I have been wearing them for years now. I have a staff at hand, to act as my support. Inside the staff is my sword, hidden in a fake compartment. If need be I can shatter the staff to get my sword.

  Meanwhile, the man has managed to age my face using makeup. Right now, anybody looking at me would think that I am a middle aged man, instead of a teen. Don't ask me how the man managed to do it, but this is not even the most convincing part of my disguise.

  The honour of that would go to the false hump on my back. The man has managed to craft a false hunchback for me in such a convincing manner, that I am inclined to believe it myself and I haven't even seen myself in a mirror.

  Just like everything else though I can get rid of it in a moment to get ready for a fight. (Don't ask me how he did it, because I seriously don't know.)

  Well, I would say that the worst part of this is that the best part of my disguise is not any of this, but the card that shows me as a part of the beggars guild.

  Turns out this fort has a beggars guild. I mean most forts have one. They are tasked with managing all the beggars in the fort after all, making sure that they are evenly spaced and not being too much of a bother to everybody.

  In places such as this, they also have the duty of making sure that nobody can roam about in the disguise of a beggar. That is why groups like the organisation are so useful to have. If you were to bribe the correct person in the beggars guild, you can get a few of their cards, to be used in situations like this.

  As for what the plan is, well I am going to enter into the inn through the kitchen. The people working at that inn, give out all their excess food to the beggars of the beggars guild. They usually do this by letting the beggars into the kitchen. It is not allowed, but not everybody has a heart of stone. It gives the beggars a place to escape from the heat.

  Even under new management, the people there are the same. I don't even need to do much, just get into the fucking place. Even if I do not manage to save the people, I will be able to execute my backup plan at least.

  Right now I am standing outside the inn. It is an old and strong building, made of stone. I can see why the bloodfire gang has made this place their prison. With a bit of reinforcing they would be able to hold the place even if they are attacked from the inside or the outside.

  The place that we are standing in is a hidden corner of the inn, where people are not willing to look at. I can see why such a disguise is useful. Nobody has looked at my face ever since I have worn this disguise. Right now the threat is going to be the other beggars

  They are already giving me odd looks, as if they are trying to place where I am from. A few have already asked for my card. For now though nobody has caused me any problems. Right now everybody here is more worried about food rather than the odd guy that they can't remember.

  As I am thinking this, the door finally opens leading into the kitchen. The instant it happens, I can feel all the beggars surge towards that area. I make myself a part of the crowd as I enter into the building.

  The kitchen is a simple place, with two gates. One is the one that I have just entered from and the other the one that leads into the inn. At the gate here is a single soldier, holding guard.

  The man is half asleep, clearly given the duty after a heavy lunch. More importantly his back is to me. Time to get into action. Channeling as much vital mana as I dare to crush the staff in my hand. As I do so, the fake hunch on my back falls away.

  Within a few moments I am back to normal. There are two cooks in the place, each looking at me with shock that makes me want to chuckle. So careless, I would have cut them into ten pieces before they squealed. I don't do so as I sneak towards the guard.

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  The man is not even able to fully open his eyes before my sword enters into his throat. One benefit of my sword is that it absorbs all blood it is in contact with, so there is no blood as the man grunts losing his life. Before leaving the kitchen though.

  "I am sorry but I have to knock you all out.", I speak to them all, the cooks and the beggars. "They will end up killing you if I were to just leave you alone."

  This is more a declaration than a conversation, as I charge towards the people. Before they can react I have hit them all with the butt of my sword, knocking them all out. I didn't really need to speak with them, but it can be useful once in a while.

  Well, that was a bit of an unnecessary risk, but I can't have them alerting everybody now can I. Time to return to the task. If the map that trevor has given me holds the kitchen will open into a tavern.

  From the tavern, I have to take a right and there will be a set of stairs that will lead to the second floor. That is one of the two stairs that go up, and should put me in the vicinity of the captured people.

  These people do not have a proper jail here. so they are using a storage room in the second floor to act as their prison. The remaining rooms hold the members of the gang stationed here. Well, if this was the legion, they would have cordoned of the entire floor.

  Living quarters and prisons should never go together like this. If they were separated, it would have been easy to make the stairs a checkpoint.

  They would be able to guard the place with only two soldiers. Right now, it would be pretty easy for me to sneak in. While thinking all this I have been crawlong to the stairs to this place.

  Once I climb up the stairs, I need to take a left and I will end up at the prison. Once I reach the place, my task is to free them all.

  The chaos caused by all the people escaping from this place should distract the bloodfire gang for a few days at least. Half of the people here are merchants that took to more violent means to protect their goods after all and the remaining half are the guards of the city.

  They might not be able to fight the bandits, but they make things very inconvenient for them. That is what the organisation is aiming for, to stop the bloodfire gang from completing their search for me.

  Now that they are out, they will be able to protect themselves in a better manner. After all, before they were caught offguard by the sudden appearance of the blood fire gang.

  Well, I really should stop losing focus like this in the middle of a combat zone. It is going to leave me in a mess one of these days.

  Well, this leads to a problem. This prison must have guards. If I take a left I need to be able to deal with that. If I had my fully intact mana sense or even the enhanced senses of my transformation, this would not have been a problem.

  Right now, I have no idea about the strength of the other side and I can't enter into a messy fight here. The only disadvantage of having a prison in a living space is this. Right now almost every person that is in this building is sleeping here in this floor.

  That is actually why sneaking into this place has been so easy. Everybody had a pretty heavy lunch and are sleeping it of right now.

  Well, this has always been the riskiest part of my mission. If I manage to get through it, I will manage to sneak into the place. The people here must be in a similar situation as the guard below, half asleep.

  I can take their life without any noise if there are two people. It will become hard if there are more than two people. Well, the longer that I stay out here the more that I risk getting discovered.

  Well, here it goes. I take the turn and almost sigh in relief. There are two soldiers, who have barely reacted to my presence. As they realise my presence I am already charging towards them, my sword already out of my hand.

  The sword pierces one of the guards in his throat, absorbing his blood. Meanwhile, I have reached the throat of the other person strangling him. I literally smother out any scream out of the man.

  I stay still for a few moments struggling to control my formation. Right now I am actively suppressing the formation. Otherwise, it would have activated the second that it touched blood.

  It feels like stopping yourself in the middle of swallowing. You feel like you are about to choke and you just feel uncomfortable all over. I will be able to the stop the sword for now. I won't be able to do it for long. Well, I don't really need long.

  Well, I am not hearing anything right now. Looks like I might actually be able to pull of something like this. As carefully as I can, I open the door. Thankfully whoever is running this inn must be doing well to oil his doors.

  The people inside the room have the good sense to keep quiet as I enter into the room. If they were to scream, well I am here to save these bastards only but I can still escape on my own.

  As I enter into the room I look at the people in the room. Well, a quick scan shows me a bunch of scared people. Well, amongst vampires that is to be expected. prisoners usually tend to be food to the vampires.

  I sign the people to leave. Even with my clear indication the people are not leaving the damn place. This is going to be annoying. I sign them to leave with me again. Should I command them to do so. I want to, but speaking is risky. If they all are whispering it would still be fine, but In such a large group it easily become screams I find.

  Even with my repeated signing the people are not moving. I go towards the person nearest to me, while speaking as loudly as I dare to.

  "Follow me yo....."

  I stop midway as I look into the eyes of the person that I was about to follow. The man looks paralysed in fear. That shouldn't be for me. As I jump backwards I can feel the sword pierce into my stomach. The thing that chills my heart is the blood flowing into the sword.

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