Time travel game, starting from Kingdom Come: Deliverance

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Cracks began to appear on the wall where the thief's head had struck, spreading outwards like spider silk. The thief's head, pressed against the wall by immense force, resembled a crushed watermelon, its red and white splattered all over the wall.

First!

Before the other thief could react, he instantly felt a tremendous force strike his throat.

Mo Jiang brought his five fingers together like a knife and slashed fiercely at the opponent's throat, shattering his throat bone in one blow.

the second!

A streak of light flashed, and the dagger precisely pierced the forehead of the third thief, penetrating his brain. Lacking both troll blood and being a high-level thief, he was naturally beyond dead under such injuries.

The third dove ball died up 玐亻尔岜Q*U--N$!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. From Mo Jiang's sudden outburst to his subsequent killing of three people, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time the sinister man came to his senses, all the people he had brought with him were dead, leaving only himself.

But at this moment, the sinister man could no longer care about anything else. He stared intently at Mo Jiang, his entire body tense.

This is definitely not a proper posture for a thief; overly tense muscles will make the body stiff.

But the sinister man was helpless at this moment, because a chilling killing intent coiled around him like a python.

This murderous intent, coupled with the casual act of killing just now, all told the sinister man Mo Jiang how terrifying he was.

That's definitely not an opponent that [Mouse Shadow] can face.

Before anyone knew it, the sinister man had drawn the dagger and short sword from his waist and assumed a fighting stance.

"Lay down your weapons and you'll die quickly, but I doubt you'll listen."

Of course, he wouldn't listen. As a ruthless man who fought his way up from the bottom of the gang, he would never give up so easily.

The man bent slightly, his short sword and dagger held opposite each other, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, trying to find the fatal point of attack.

But neither of them had any intention of talking, nor did they need to.

Any killing between men involving women and interests requires no words or explanation.

In that instant, the two moved.

The charge closed the distance between them in an instant, until they were face to face. The man coiled around Mo Jiang like a snake, his dagger and short sword aimed at his chest and neck respectively.

A snake coils and strangles!

but……

It won't go in!

It was as if there was an invisible wall; no matter how hard the dagger and short sword were used, they could not penetrate Mo Jiang's vital points.

In the next instant, Mo Jiang's fist filled the sinister man's entire field of vision. With a muffled thud, the sinister man suddenly felt very light and flew very high.

Before his consciousness was swallowed by darkness, he saw Mo Jiang, and a headless corpse that looked very familiar wrapped around Mo Jiang.

"A thief wielding dual swords and performing a sword dance is engaging in close combat with a warrior in an alley?"

What kind of dreams do you have in broad daylight?

182. Half-elf paladin Irebeth

When the city guards arrived at the alley, the new recruits couldn't help but cover their mouths and vomit, and even the veterans couldn't help but frown.

Four people died at the scene, and judging from their clothing, they should be members of the "Rat Shadow" gang.

As a city guard, I have some understanding of the organizations within Neverwinter.

At the very least, we need to know who committed the crime and where to look for them.

So, it was almost immediately clear which body belonged to whom.

The corpses themselves were not surprising; what surprised the veterans was the way the corpses had died.

It is clear that these corpses suffered severe blows before they died. There are not many wounds on the corpses, indicating that they were basically killed with a single blow.

The injuries on each corpse were directly related to the head.

They would either have their skulls blown off or their skulls detached from their bodies. As for being stabbed in the forehead with a dagger or having their throats caved in, those were the least bloodless ways to die.

The person who caused all this was standing to the side; he was a black-haired, black-eyed outsider who, according to him, had only arrived in Neverwinter yesterday.

"Name."

“Mo Jiang, Mo is the surname and Jiang is the given name.”

What brings you to Neverwinter?

"Adventurer, come and see if there are any jobs here that can make money."

"Did you do all this?"

"They cornered me in an alley and tried to extort money from me, demanding that I hand over all the money I had, promising not to kill me."

The city guards' questioning quickly ended, and the situation on the scene was quite clear: the members of [Rat Shadow] attempted robbery and extortion but were killed in self-defense.

Generally speaking, city guards don't get involved in these kinds of things, because whether someone is killed or killed in self-defense, no one will stay at the scene to wait for the city guards to arrive.

City guards are unlikely to pursue the murderer unless ordered to do so.

But to their surprise, someone actually killed the robbers while staying put and waiting for the city guards to arrive.

This put the city guards in a difficult position.

The veteran sighed and looked helplessly at Mo Jiang, "I imagine the city you lived in before must have been very fair."

Those who dare to stay in the same spot after committing murder and wait for the city guards to arrive must either have a very important background or the city must be very just.

The veteran believed that Mojiang should be the former, which is why he used the latter to mock him.

But he was also quite helpless at this moment. According to the regulations of Wudong City, Mo Jiang, who killed someone in the street and was caught by the city guards, would have to spend at least one or two months in prison, even if it was a case of self-defense.

"So, I need to spend several months in jail for self-defense?"

The veteran sighed again. "If you had run away before we arrived, none of this would have happened, but it won't work now. Even if you knock us out now, it won't help; things will get very complicated."

The veteran's only thought now is that Mo Jiang really has some extraordinary identity, and that he was taken over by higher-ups.

Unfortunately, as an outsider who only arrived in this world yesterday, Mo Jiang doesn't have any special identity.

In Faerûn, the identity of an outsider is neither rare nor particularly valuable.

Perhaps in the eyes of a mage, they would be excellent experimental subjects, but in the eyes of the higher-ups in Neverwinter, they are probably not as valuable as merchants who bring in tax revenue.

The veteran clearly didn't want to fight Mo Jiang. He could tell that the other man wasn't the type to obediently follow orders, and once a fight broke out...

Those four gruesome corpses are still lying on the ground as models.

"What happened?"

Just as the veteran was in distress, his savior finally arrived. He quickly said to the woman who had spoken, "Ms. Irebeth, there's a case here involving robbery and self-defense..."

There's no other way; we have to push them out, otherwise there will likely be a few more corpses here.

Following the sound, the first thing that caught his eye was a full suit of silver-white armor. The luster it reflected made Mo Jiang subconsciously calculate the armor's ability to withstand blows.

But soon, his gaze shifted from the armor to the armor's owner's face, with long, flowing, orange-red hair—a color that was not common.

What's even more eye-catching than the orange-red hair color are those pointed ears.

In Faerûn, pointed ears signify only one thing.

Elven bloodline.

People with these ears are either elves or half-elves.

Two longswords were strapped to Irebeth's waist. Even before they were drawn, Mo Jiang could feel a sharp sword aura and an aura of justice emanating from them.

The paladin before me is very strong.

Eribes, a devout follower of Tyr, the god of justice, and a half-elf paladin.

He was chosen as an elite guard by Lord Nash of Neverwinter, becoming the first non-human to receive this honor.

He was the right-hand man of the Lord of Neverwinter.

Information about the half-elf paladin before him flashed through his mind. This lady, Irebeth, played a pivotal role in the entire Neverwinter Nights.

"I am Irebeth, and I have already heard about what happened earlier."

According to Neverwinter's laws, you need to go to the prison to await the results of the investigation, with a response expected within three months at the latest.

Upon hearing this, Mo Jiang began to prepare to take action. Rather than letting Wudong City imprison him for three months, it would be better to make Wudong City realize that the consequences of forcibly detaining him were completely outweighed by the consequences.

But at that moment, Irebeth continued, "But I personally appreciate that you stayed to wait for the city guards to arrive, which shows that you respect the laws of Neverwinter."

So I can assure you that you will be waiting in the warden's office, and the investigation results will be available by tonight at the latest.

I swear to Tyr that I will personally investigate this matter and complete my investigation and judgment by tonight.

Mo Jiang glanced at the half-elf paladin before him, narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment before saying, "If I don't need to wear shackles, I think it's perfectly acceptable for me to wait a while to show my respect for the laws of Neverwinter."

Since the other party was a devout believer of the god of justice and had sworn an oath to the god, Mo Jiang decided to back down.

Anyway, it's already afternoon, and there's not much time left until evening, so Mo Jiang can afford to wait.

However, he could only wait until nightfall. If Irebeth had deceived him, then Neverwinter would be in for some fun.

Mojang would absolutely not mind doing something for Neverwinter while it is ravaged by the plague.

After all, this is not a game; there's no need to follow a fixed path or stand on a fixed side.

If Neverwinter City were to treat his respect like toilet paper, Mo Jiang wouldn't mind cooperating with the mastermind behind the plague.

After all, cooperation is cooperation, and villains are sometimes more generous with their benefits than heroes.

183. Andy could escape Shawshank, and so can I, Mo Jiang, escape Neverwinter Prison.

Neverwinter is located in the northern part of Sword Bay in Faerûn and is known as the City of Craftsmen and the Pearl of the North.

Neverwinter is also known as the most diverse and civilized city in Faerûn, and enjoys a good reputation within the Lords' Alliance.

Neverwinter, Penesura district.

This place houses the largest prison in Neverwinter, and its warden, Arasu, is a well-known good man who is strict with prisoners but kind to the people.

Upholding the law impartially, fearless of power, and as upright as an arrow—this is the highest praise people can give to the warden. (First published on U705.COM)

At that moment, in the warden's office, Warden Alasu was having a long talk with someone who was temporarily being held there.

"Spending over a decade digging a passage out of the cell, then escaping through the sewers under the cover of a thunderstorm, is a very creative and feasible way to break out of prison."

Asura smiled, a smile the prisoners had never seen before. "However, I won't let the prison go unrepaired for long because of corruption, and in my prison, posting things on cell walls is not allowed, but this story is very interesting."

As Mo Jiang picked up a cookie, he said, "Actually, I think what's really captivating about that story isn't Mr. Andy Dufresne's more than ten years of perseverance and escape, but rather a single sentence."

Warden Alasu added, "[Some birds are destined not to be caged; every feather of theirs shines with the light of freedom.]"

"It seems we agree."

"Let's drink to our shared opinion."

As they spoke, they gently placed the two bottles of chilled butterbeer together. The warden was not allowed to drink alcohol during his working hours, but butterbeer was more of a beverage with a hint of alcohol than an alcoholic drink.

At least in Neverwinter, butterbeer is positioned as a children's drink, not an alcoholic beverage.

Therefore, the two clinking glasses in the office did not violate any regulations.

After bringing Mo Jiang here, Irebeth immediately went to investigate the matter of [Rat Shadow]. Since Mo Jiang has not yet been convicted, he is currently chatting with Alasu in the warden's office as a guest.

Since he was in prison, Mo Jiang couldn't wander around aimlessly, lest he see things that shouldn't be seen. So he chatted with Warden Alasu in the office.

Then we started talking about The Shawshank Redemption.

To be honest, having a conversation with the warden about a prison break while in prison is a very provocative topic.

But Warden Alasou was not annoyed; in fact, he seriously discussed various issues concerning Shawshank Prison with Murray.

The discussion focused on what actions gave Andy the opportunity to escape, and what additional regulations were needed to prevent Andy from escaping.

The two chatted quite pleasantly, and as they talked, perhaps due to the slight alcohol from the butterbeer, they began to discuss the possibility of escaping from Neverwinter Prison.

"No one can escape from my prison."

Arasu held his head high. The prison's security was designed by the warden himself and was undoubtedly a masterpiece he was proud of in his career.