I'm supposed to be beheaded right at the start, but I'm immortal!

Chapter 5. Citywide manhunt, astonishing wisdom, I hate it!

Ivan left in a hurry.

……

He was so happy when he was chatting and laughing with his younger brother.

Looking at the empty prison cells now, without a single person in sight, Ivan felt an overwhelming sense of desolation.

"Bitterness!"

Ivan and his henchman Frey, refusing to believe it, searched the cell several times and finally confirmed a fact.

Green escaped from prison!

Not only Green, but the two guys who were locked up with him also disappeared!

Young prison guard Frey asked cautiously, "Ivan's bodyguard, what do we do now?"

Ivan, exasperated, smacked Frey on the head: "What the hell are we going to do? Sound the alarm!"

Frey went to sound the escape alarm, and the alarm instantly blared throughout the prison.

Ivan walked bitterly toward the warden's office.

"Oh no, oh no! Now, forget about being a bodyguard, we'll be lucky if we don't get fired by that skinning warden!"

Why did things turn out this way?

Shouldn't the plot involve him coming to the prison to "punish" the disobedient Green, then going back to report his work to the warden, increasing the warden's favorability, and firmly grasping this promotion tool on the road to the guard position?

Ivan was truly speechless with frustration. Why did Green have to break out of prison? Why didn't he just wait to be beheaded tomorrow at noon? Why did he have to escape?!

When the prison alarm sounded, the warden, who was handling official business in his office, sensed something was wrong and quickly summoned his secretary:

"Go see what happened."

Generally speaking, when a prison alarm sounds, there are only two possibilities: either the prisoners are rioting and urgently need to be suppressed.

Secondly, someone escaped from prison.

The warden was thinking that the best scenario was the first one: all the prisoners in the prison were wearing anti-magic collars, and a small number of people could be sent out to suppress the riot.

If it's the second scenario, then it's terrible. Who knows what a vicious criminal might do after escaping from prison... If something goes wrong, the warden will be the first to take responsibility!

Not to mention that Green, a criminal who assassinated the saintess, has just been imprisoned in jail. If he escapes, the Church of Holy Light will definitely hold him accountable!

As for hoping to leave a good impression on the saintess and look forward to future developments, there's probably no hope at all!

No, in either case, it's best to find someone to take the blame first.

There was a knock on the office door. The warden said, "Come in."

Ivan entered the office and nervously reported to the warden: "Warden, it's terrible! Green has escaped with two other prisoners he was with!"

The warden nearly fainted upon hearing this; it really was Green who had escaped!

Damn it! If the Holy Maiden finds out about this, won't I be seen as incompetent in her eyes?

It's unlikely that there will be any further development between him and the saintess...

The warden stared at Ivan with a volatile expression, and demanded, "What's going on? Didn't you say there wouldn't be any accidents?"

Ivan stammered, "This... I didn't expect this either..."

Unexpectedly, not long ago he casually mentioned it to gain favor with the warden, and Green actually escaped from prison!

He hates it!

The warden said impatiently, "Leaving aside the other two, Green is a serious criminal who attempted to assassinate the saintess! Take men and search the place thoroughly, dig three feet into the ground, and find them! If you really can't find them, then issue an arrest warrant and conduct a city-wide manhunt!"

"I understand!"

"And another thing," the warden looked at Ivan, "you were the one who inspected those three cells at the very back, and you assured me there couldn't be any problems... If the higher-ups hold you accountable, it'll all be your fault!"

Ivan gritted his teeth and replied helplessly, "I understand, Warden."

The warden shifted all the blame onto Ivan and nodded, "Get out of here."

So Ivan left the office and, with a large group of prison guards, began a massive search for the three men, including Green.

The thought of his hopes of paying off the loan early being dashed filled Ivan with resentment: "Green, you fucking deserve to die!"

……

"Damn it? Heh, you didn't expect that, did you? I'm still alive!"

Inside the damp sewer.

The five severed fingers of the tall Peter Pan were coming together, flesh and blood growing back, slowly transforming into a blurry human shape, emitting an extremely mournful sound.

It was Peter Pan, the short man!

Thanks to the two brothers' combined attack, most of the damage it suffered from being swallowed by the older brother was absorbed by him; otherwise, it would not have had a chance to survive.

It was also thanks to the fact that it was a creature from a fairy tale that it managed to greedily absorb the weak power from the five severed fingers and restore its body, relying on a wisp of lingering willpower.

After a long time, it was only with difficulty that a blurry human figure was restored.

It hates it!

It was living a wonderful life with its brother, skipping work every few days to abduct innocent women. They were living a good life when suddenly they were attacked by three black-robed men impersonating that envoy.

Not only was my brother killed by their scheme, but it almost died too.

If it weren't for its extraordinary wisdom, which allowed it to be swallowed up to provide power to its brother every time they used a combination technique, it would have been the one who died!

The hatred for killing his brother is irreconcilable! Peter Pan, filled with resentment, thought to himself that if he ever encountered those three men in black robes again, he would beat them to a pulp!

……

"His intestines are rotting, even feces are coming out! Your Holiness, do you really have a way to save my father?"

Slums have always been synonymous with filth and disorder. This is true even in the most prosperous southern continent of Tera.

The slums of St. Petersburg are brightly lit tonight, with many people holding kerosene lamps and devoutly gathered around a dilapidated plastic tent.

This situation has lasted for a full half month since the arrival of the legendary saintess.

Inside the plastic shed, the little boy looked pleadingly at the noble and beautiful saint.

His father was a cleaner who supported his family on a meager salary. Not long ago, while cleaning the sewers, he was bitten in the abdomen by a giant, monster-like rat that had been lurking in the sewage.

As the wound spread over time, the family consulted many doctors, all of whom said that the father was beyond saving.

The saintess had delicate, slender hands, and her eyes were more dazzling than any star in the sky. A slight smile curved her lips beneath the light veil.

"God help you, little one, your father can still be saved, don't worry."

The saintess said this.

The little boy immediately smiled happily.

Meanwhile, the devout "believers" waiting outside the door were excited at the prospect of witnessing the "miracle" performed by the Holy Maiden.

With the arrival of the Holy Maiden, the heavens are restored!

The Holy Maiden has arrived; there is hope for healing!

Compared to hospitals and clinics that charge a single fee that can leave them in debt for half their lives, the Holy Maiden not only has superb medical skills, but more importantly, she treats these poor people for free!

Compared to those noble gentlemen who wish they could not share the same air with them, how noble is the Holy Maiden?

A flash of green light appeared, and the little boy's father, who had been lying on the hospital bed, looking sick and on the verge of death, was completely recovered.

Such a miracle fueled the crowd's fervent devotion to the saintess, who shouted, "Long live the saintess! Long live the saintess!"

As the saintess listened to the praises emanating from this group of ignorant people, she looked up at the starry sky and silently thought:

I wonder how the three people I sent out are doing with their mission?

Up to this point, the mission has been completed very smoothly.

Everything is proceeding according to plan.

After jumping into the sewers, the three Akasaka brothers headed toward the prison sewers following a pre-memorized map.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Green will be eliminated by them in fifteen minutes.

And what surprises awaited us?

The authority of the arbitrator was so great that the Peter Pan brothers, who guarded the sewers, must have heard of it.

Upon seeing the decree given to the three of them by the Holy Maiden, it was determined that they would be allowed to pass.

They kept their faces hidden under black robes throughout, and the Peter Pan brothers were very reliable; no one would come to check on them for a year or two at a time.

"Um?"

Akira Akasaka stopped in his tracks.

Akasaka An: "What's wrong, brother?"

Akasaka In: "Second brother is right. What's wrong, eldest brother?"

Akasaka Akira: "..."

He pointed to the sewers ahead, frowning.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the connection point between the prison sewers and the city sewers. According to the information given by the Holy Maiden, shouldn't there be a barrier blocking the way here?"

Why is it completely empty? There's nothing there.

Akasaka pondered, "That barrier is maintained by the Peter Pan brothers' supernatural powers. Maybe they were just being lazy and didn't maintain it? After all, it's been so many years, and we haven't heard of many criminals escaping from the sewer prison. It's not surprising that they were taking it easy."

Akasaka In: "Big brother, that's a good question. Second brother is also right."

Akira Akasaka pondered for a moment: "I hope so."

As the three brothers spoke, they walked toward the prison sewers.

"What the hell is that?"

The three brothers immediately saw a "ghost" leaning against the wall, radiating resentment and beginning to take human form.

Drink up! That terrifies me!

The "ghost" glanced at the three of them and was startled by the familiar black robes they wore.

Drink up! That terrifies me!

Peter Pan, enraged, glared at his three brothers' killers and roared:

"So, you actually dare to come back!"

It knew perfectly well that the three of them were able to kill its brother entirely because of their extraordinary wisdom, which was no less than its own! In terms of combat strength, with the added advantage of its extraordinary wisdom, it was not necessarily impossible for it not to wipe out the entire enemy force!

If my brother had been just as intelligent as me, he probably wouldn't have met such a tragic end. Alas, it's a pity my brother was too foolish.

The three Akasaka brothers were completely bewildered by its shout. And weren't Peter Pan supposed to be a pair of brothers? Why were they only seeing one?

After a moment's hesitation, he still delivered his lines as planned:

"We are judges from the Tribunal and need to conduct a covert investigation into corruption in the prison. We need to borrow your services for a moment."

What corruption, what tribunal...

I don't understand! I don't understand!

Peter Pan squinted; he understood one word.

He suddenly leaped up and slammed his fleshy fists at the three brothers.

"So, you really are that shitty guy! You dared to kill my brother, and you even dare to come back? I'll beat the shit out of you today!"

"Wait! It's a misunderstanding!"

The three Akasaka brothers narrowly dodged the attack, while Peter Pan, the short man, missed with a "bang".

He cursed under his breath, wondering what the hell was wrong with this thing.

Akasaka Akira immediately shouted, "Misunderstanding! We really are the Arbitrators!"

Akasaka An: "We have tokens to prove it."

Akasaka In: "Big brother and second brother are right!"

The three of them pulled out their judgment tokens.

Peter Pan, the short man, looked him over carefully.

The three brothers breathed a sigh of relief. Was Peter Pan going through menopause? Why was he so irritable? He'd start a fight at the slightest provocation, and yet... the three of them might not even be able to beat him!

Although both his brother and the opponent were at the first level of the Lantern-Holding Realm, the opponent was a creature from a fairy tale, so the outcome of the fight was really hard to say.

This is infuriating!

We just wanted to complete an assassination mission peacefully!

Hopefully, Peter Pan will let them pass after reading the token.

Hearing that the voices of these three people seemed different from those of the previous three, Peter Pan, the short man, hesitated a bit.

Could it be that I've admitted my mistake?

But upon closer inspection, the three men presented their tokens.

Peter Pan, the short man, laughed in exasperation.

The patterns and writing on it are exactly the same as what it just saw!

"Great! Great! That's wonderful!"

The three Akasaka brothers were overjoyed. "Hmph, now that they know we're the Arbitrators, they'd better make way!"

Peter Pan, the short man, stood in the middle of the road and looked at Akasaka Akira, who was leading the way.

He remembered clearly that it was the leader of these men in black robes who had plotted and killed his brother! He was the culprit!

So Peter Pan, the short man, launched a suicidal attack on Akasaka Akira, the leader.

"You three brats! You didn't even change your clothes, thinking you could fool me by changing your voice? Ha! How could you possibly deceive my extraordinary wisdom? You're courting death! Give me back my brother's life!"

"Your brother's death has absolutely nothing to do with us! There must be some misunderstanding—uh!"

Akasaka Akira tried to explain, but Peter Pan punched him in the chest.

He was instantly embedded into the sewer wall by immense force, coughing up blood.

Akasaka Akira had no words to express his grievances and was about to cry. Everything was going according to plan, so why did things turn out this way?

Moreover, my second and third brothers were right next to me, so why were they specifically targeting me?

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Is it so difficult for him to just do a task peacefully?

Peter Pan, the short man, remained silent, only shouting, "Give me back my brother's life!"

Akasaka Akira was now truly enraged. He steeled his resolve and gritted his teeth:

"Second brother, third brother, let's all go together and kill this guy before we go kill Green!"

"Don't be afraid, brother, I'm here to help you!"

"Second brother is right!"

As soon as the two brothers stepped forward, they were sent flying by the resentful Peter Pan.

"Ugh!"

It is embedded in the wall of the sewer.

The family is neat and tidy.

Coming to their senses, the three of them and the "ghost" were locked in a fierce battle.

Peter Pan, the short man, had completely lost his mind in his quest for revenge for his brother, showing no regard for inflicting injury upon injury. Seeing that they were about to be defeated, the three brothers used the secret technique taught to them by the Holy Maiden, unleashing a demonic aura that made them appear old and lifeless.

Even so, he still ended up dying together with Peter Pan.

Until his death, Akasaka Akira never understood why Peter Pan, the short man, had attacked them both right from the start. He died with his eyes wide open, leaving behind the words:

"I hate it!"

The three brothers then committed suicide with Peter Pan, turning into ashes.