Chapter Sixteen: Escape

  While Raymond and Verona's gang were fighting, in a chaotic corner of the square, several small black shadows hid in an inconspicuous corner, watching outside with terror.

  "Clan leader, what should we do?" one of the little black shadows asked in a trembling voice.

  "Dummy, I told you when no one's around, call me Your Highness." Another dark figure gave him a heavy whack on the head.

  At this time, a nearby brazier was knocked over by the beastmen, and the burning wood scattered in all directions, illuminating this dark corner. At this point, it can be seen that hiding inside were several dog-headed people, among whom one was fully adorned with exaggerated decorations, none other than the tribe's chief, Dave.

  Another dog-headed man with an exaggerated feathered headdress, but slightly more "low-key" than Dave, said: "Your Majesty, the Wolfman tribe seems to have rebelled again, what should we do?"

  "The werewolf is very strong," Dave said.

  "Yes, very strong." The other dog-head people nodded in unison like cicadas. "One werewolf can kill dozens of dog-head people."

  "Freya the Great says Her Majesty is not suitable for being a Beast Queen," Dave said.

  "Yes, yes, not suitable for being a Beast King." Several echo insects also said: "Haken is still stronger."

  "So I have decided to follow Her Majesty Amada, and we Dog Heads will never betray her."

  "Good, good, never..." Just habitually nodding in agreement, suddenly, several onlookers stopped talking at the same time, looking at Dave in incredulity.

  "Your Majesty, didn't you say something wrong? This is completely different from what you said before."

  "Why should we be loyal to her? It's always been whoever is stronger that we follow."

  "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

  Dave slammed his fist on each of the dog-heads and human-heads in turn: "Didn't you see how good Her Majesty Amada was to me when we were holding the ceremony? She even almost touched me with her beautiful hand. No beast king or human has ever been so kind to us dog-heads, I swore allegiance to her then and there."

  "So, no matter what, we Dog-Heads cannot betray Her Majesty the Queen. We may be weak and looked down upon by everyone, but we Dog-Heads have never betrayed our oaths, this is the one thing that our tribe can proudly say in front of the God of War."

  Those dog-headed men seemed to regard Dave as their leader, and when he said this, they nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, we can't go back on our word, or the war god will get angry."

  "The great king is never wrong, so let's follow His Majesty Amada then."

  Dave looked at these "loyal" subordinates with satisfaction, and then ordered: "You immediately go to gather all the dog-headed people in the city. We will help Her Majesty Amada and fight against the wolf people."

  Then, the dog-headed people emerged from their hiding corners and ran towards the Wolf-toothed City at the foot of the mountain.

  "So Amada has already escaped into the city?"

  At the same time, somewhere at the foot of the mountain below the temple, the werewolf Verona was majestically scrutinizing several wolf warriors in front of her.

  He clutched the severed arm torn off by Amada with his left hand, pressing it against the wound on his right shoulder, and was letting it automatically reattach. The several terrifying claw marks on his chest were also slowly squirming, healing at a visible speed to the naked eye. Even among the werewolf tribe that possessed the 'Rebirth' skill, such a healing ability was enough to shock people.

  Obviously, as Amada said, this werewolf's life is not ordinary at all.

  In front of Verona, those werewolves didn't even dare to breathe. One of them spoke cautiously: "The scene is really too chaotic, there are beastmen running around everywhere, we really can't..."

  Verona's gaze swept over him, and the werewolf immediately shut his mouth, not daring to make another sound. Verona said in a low voice, "What about the Minotaur army?"

  Another werewolf said, "We received a signal from the Temple and immediately launched a surprise attack on their base along with the Lion Tribe. Since about 500 Minotaurs were lured away beforehand, the remaining forces were insufficient, so we easily annihilated them all, leaving only a few dozen fugitives who escaped into the city."

  Another werewolf interface said: "As you instructed, after annihilating the Minotaur, each small team set off immediately to occupy the city gate. By now, they should have all succeeded, and the Wolf's Fang City is already in your hands."

  "What about that detachment of Minotaur troops that was drawn off?" asked Verona carefully.

  "Don't worry, the Lionman tribe's troops have already gone to hunt them down. Also, the thieves' guild that we've bought off will also cooperate in battle and won't let those Minotaurs get away." At this time, Keinan of the Lionman tribe said.

  Verona nodded in satisfaction: "Good, although there was a slight deviation from the festival, everything is within my plan. Amada, you won't be leaving Jagan tonight alive!"

  Just then, a loud cry was heard from behind, followed by successive shouts and screams. The wolf people turned their heads to see that the unconscious Haken had suddenly jumped up, knocking over several Saman priests who were treating his wounds.

  "Raymond, I'm going to kill you!!"

  Suddenly waking up from his coma, Haken's memory remained at the moment he was knocked off the cliff by Amada. Amidst the frantic cries, his body began to swell and transform back into a Behemoth once more.

  "Please calm down." The elderly Korte of the Baima tribe kept shouting from the side.

  Suddenly, a powerful arm clutched Hakken's neck, and Verona's wolf-like face leaned in close to his ear: "Please don't worry, Hakken-sama... no, Your Majesty, that little brat won't escape your grasp."

  "Your Majesty?" Harken repeated drowsily, but suddenly his eyes snapped open and he was fully awake: "Am I already the King of Beastmen?"

  "Yes, once Amada is killed, you will be the new Beast King. So, show some royal patience." Verona said: "She has been trapped in the city by us and cannot escape."

  "Hahaha, well done, Verona." Haaken laughed with great satisfaction and said: "After this is over, I will definitely not treat you unfairly." Yet he seemed to have completely forgotten the humiliation he suffered before he fainted.

  "Thank you for your generosity, everything I have done is for you, Your Majesty." Verona bowed her head, but a deep-seated disgust flashed in her eyes.

  "You, bring people and follow me into the city. This time I must find Raymond and kill him with my own hands!" Haken shouted to Ke Nan of the Lion Clan.

  Cainan didn't move, a flash of disdain in his eyes, then he looked at Verona, who nodded almost imperceptibly.

  "Obeying your orders." Ke Nan respectfully said.

  Watching Haken lead the soldiers away, Verona turned to her werewolf subordinates and said: "Let that fool be happy for now, you follow me to the Beast King's Palace. Now that Amada is no longer a concern, we need to think about how to deal with the large army led by Moro on the border."

  Verona disappeared into the night with his followers from another direction.

  "What shall we do now, Your Majesty?"

  In the city of Gaja, Raymond and his group hid in a secluded alley after escaping from the temple. After a pack of wolf riders ran past the entrance of the alley, Robard asked Amada, who was being held by him.

  After the crowd entered the city of Langya, they found that it had also fallen into chaos. The streets were filled with rebels who ruthlessly drove away the beastmen civilians, running through every street and alley, searching for anyone who dared to resist.

  The commotion in the city is so great, and yet the Minotaur troops stationed outside the city are nowhere to be seen. It can be inferred that they have already fallen into a trap. The situation of everyone present is extremely unfavorable, and an exit must be found as soon as possible.

  Hearing Lobard's words, Amada forced her eyes open: "What about our troops? Can we get in touch with them?"

  Robard sighed: "Very unfortunately, Your Majesty, Verona's plan is very thorough. It's not just our Minotaur troops, I'm afraid the loyal army in the city has also been cleared."

  He suggested: "Your injury is very serious, why don't you find a place to hide first?"

  Amada shook her head: "No way, hiding will only make it impossible to escape forever. In any case, we must escape tonight."

  Luobade nodded: "Understood, then we'll go to the south city gate..."

  "No way!" At this time, Raymond suddenly said: "In order to prevent us from escaping, Verona must have sent someone to control the city gate early. The south gate is the main passage for leaving the city, and the enemy's defense is definitely very strong. If we go, we can only throw ourselves into the net."

  Luobade was taken aback: "What does Your Highness mean?"

  "Go through the west gate," said Raymond.

  Luobade couldn't help but say, "Outside the west city gate is the vast Hafdan River. Without a means to cross the river, even if we escape the city, there's no way to get away. The situation is urgent now, and no matter what, we must try going to the south gate."

  Those Minotaur soldiers also chimed in: "No matter how many enemies there are, we will definitely fight to the death to protect Your Majesty's escape."

  "Raymond shook his head: 'It's not a matter of taking risks or not, we simply can't break out.'"

  "But Your Highness..." Lord Robard said hastily.

  Amada opened her eyes: "High Priest, since Raymon is so confident, let's do it as he says."

  As she spoke, she looked at Raymond and smiled slightly: "I heard you've prepared a surprise for me at the West City Gate, don't disappoint your own mother."

  Obviously, Amada had already discerned some clues from Raymond's insistence on going west of the city gate.

  Robard wasn't a fool either. He recalled that Raymond had found him earlier and told him to take charge of the preparations at the West City Gate, and he suddenly understood something.

  The old cow-headed man couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Could it be that Your Highness had already known about tonight's events?"

  Raymond smiled wryly, "I'd rather think it's just my nerves on edge. But since things have come to this, I can only pray that the god of war won't let me waste my efforts. That place is our only hope for escape now."

  "Ferris won't let that crafty old wolf get away with it." Verona hummed.

  "Did you hear that? Now listen to His Highness's orders and protect the emperor on his way to the West City Gate."

  Then they hurried along the alleyway and ran quickly towards the west of Lushan City.

  However, due to the lack of candidates, no one noticed that on the rooftop behind the crowd, two cat people were half-exposed, staring intently at the scene below.

  After everyone left, the two cat people looked at each other, one of them slipped out quietly and followed the crowd from a distance. The other darted back and forth between the dense houses, rushing in another direction.