As the night fell pletely, the bustling port town was bathed in a serene and tranquil atmosphere.

  A pristine full moon rose above the sea's horizon, casting a soft, silvery glow that seemed to drape the entire harbor town in a fine, shimmering veil.

  At this moment, Lynn stood on the rooftop of the Pedrohl estate, gazing down upoire town. It felt unusually peaceful today, as if not a single i's chirp could be heard. This abnormality made him sense a hint of danger in the air.

  "Report energy reserves, 071," Lynn silently inquired in his mind.

  (Energy remaining: 40.2 pert...)

  "Unfortunately, it's still a bit low..."

  Lynn thought to himself. The full moon tonight had increased 071's energy reserves by about thirty pert in four months, which was remarkably fast, but it could only sustain an overload mode for about two hundred seds.

  In this state, he could unleash the full power of white phosphorus fmes. Despite his unease, Lynn had no iion of ging the pn. Tonight was their only ce to rescue Dove and Jonny. After all, the passage to the nd of the wizards only opened on Mondays, and tomorrow was the scheduled public execution.

  Lynn took out the diary belonging to Lotte and pced it oable. After today, he could no loay in the harbor town, and the identity of Lotte would have ion to him.

  This diary would serve as Lotte's final message to Baron Pedrohl and Ivina. Though he didn't expect it to ge anything, it was the only thing he could do.

  After pag his belongings, Lynn walked out of the room alone, recalling the information gathered by the Guild of Ships.

  Yadan, a retly transferred priest in the harbor town, Archbishop Anluke's right-hand man, a noble by birth, and the champion of the previous Nordn Knight Exam, possessed formidable sword skills.

  Most importantly, Yadan had a very predictable routine. He would go out at this exact time every night, his destination unknown, presumably to attend some noble's evening ba.

  As for the rescue pn, Lynn had sidered several approaches, and the smoothest one was to directly capture and repce Yadan.

  This would not only allow them to extraformation about the captured individuals, their location, and other critical details but also make use of Yadan's role as the Archbishop's right hand.

  When the full moon hung high in the sky, The Dockside Gang' crew would create chaos at the harbor, driving away all ued individuals and igniting white phosphorus powder prepared in advance, causing untrolble "Hellfire." O spread, even hundreds of garrison troops wouldn't be able to quell it, and it was one of his signature spells.

  At that point, Archbishop Anluke would likely intervene personally to extinguish the fmes or capture Lynn, possibly mobilizing his elite guards hidden in the shadows.

  The cargo piled up on the docks had already been discreetly repced by The Dockside Gang with specialized bck powder. Once ignited, it would send both the warships docked at the harbor and the arriving reinforts into the sky in an instant.

  If they could kill Archbishop Anluke in the explosion, that would be the best oute. Even if they couldn't, the Archbishop wouldn't return anytime soon.

  Meanwhile, Lynn could use Yadan's identity to access the location where Jonny and the others were held. With the harbor town in chaos, he could falsely vey the Archbishop's orders and trahe prisoo a safer pce.

  Ohey were out, Lame Loude's trusted subordinates would be there to pick them up.

  Of course, this pn relied ohing going smoothly. There might be tless unforeseen circumstances along the way.

  Perhaps the worst-case sario would be Archbishop Anluke choosing not to ad allowing the "Hellfire" on the dock to spread rapidly. In that case, Lynn would have to step in to quell the fmes to prevent the involvement of numerous i residents.

  If left untrolled, the entire harbor town would be engulfed in a sea of fire.

  Lynn tio mentally calcute the possible events that might unfold. Suddenly, an unpleasant 'creak' echoed closer and closer, emanating from the corridor ahead.

  Alert, Lynn immediately halted his steps and looked up. Soon, he spotted the figure at the end of the corridor.

  A brue girl stood in the shadows, holding a slender bde that trailed on the ground. Her red and bck attire appeared eerie uhe moonlight's silver glow.

  "Ivina, what are you doing here?" Lynn asked in fusion. Her room should be on the sed floor.

  "Why?" the brue girl spoke softly. "Why is it that no matter how hard I try, no matter how excellent my performance, Father will never aowledge me, while you, who couldn't even pass the Knight's Exam, fail repeatedly but always effortlessly obtaihing I desire..."

  Ivina lowered her head, her words filled with suppressed anger. She ched her teeth, seemingly struggling to tain her fury.

  However, her expression soouro a calm demeanor, aone became icy.

  "My brother, you're the obstacle to my progress..."

  Lynn's pupils tracted. Just as Ivina's words fell, she had already rushed forward with her slender bde.

  g!

  Apanied by the crisp sound of g metal, Lynn drew his steel longsword from his waist to parry the ining bde. It was clear that the girl possessed greater strength and speed than during their practice sessions, indig her true strength.

  In Ivina's amber eyes, a cold and murderous glint fshed as her slender bde, like a streak of cold light, sshed through the air once more.

  "You always have this carefree attitude..."

  "Tell me, why haven't you told Father about this?" she tinued. "You know very well that I've always wao kill you!"

  With each sentence, Ivina's bde swung faster, her gaze plex as she stared ily at her brother...

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