Organ rental company in another world

Chapter 157 Plan

"Sir, lunch is ready."

"Come in."

The door opened, and a soldier in chainmail pushed in a food cart, neatly arranged with steaks, bread, and drinks.

"How many times have I told you? You can only open the door a crack wide enough for someone to squeeze through. Once you're inside, close the door immediately so nothing can get in," Sharred said, closing his book and frowning as he criticized.

The soldier just smiled perfunctorily, put the food cart away, and quickly went out. Soon, the sound of two soldiers talking could be heard outside the door.

"Tch, these nobles are such busybodies. They think they can prevent anything from sneaking in? With us here guarding the area, who could possibly get in?"

"Keep your voice down, you bastard! If he hears you, I won't care!"

Shared shook his head helplessly. Ever since the night attack, he had contacted the chairman and asked him to send a group of soldiers to protect him. However, these rough men did not seem to take the matter to heart, and many of his requests were not strictly carried out.

"Damn it, once I've dealt with Mur and his gang, I'm leaving this hellhole immediately."

Charles jumped out of bed, pushed the food cart to the desk, and was about to eat when a grilled steak covered in sauce floated in unexpectedly.

In mid-air, I got bitten.

Charles was shocked. He opened his mouth and uttered a single word when an invisible hand immediately covered his mouth.

To his horror, a cloud of black smoke rose in front of him, and a petite woman appeared.

"Shh! Don't shout, I'm Norn." The woman said, taking another bite of her steak.

Upon hearing this, Shared's emotions calmed down.

"Norn? How could you do this—"

"It's a long story. I'm in a bit of trouble. Dante is here and is blocking my way at the entrance to the dungeon. I need your help."

"Okay, what should I do?" Shared responded quickly.

"Isn't Mur impersonating me? He's on his way to the Adventurers' Guild to turn in a quest. As soon as he mentions Homan's name, the guild should send someone to catch him immediately."

I will rescue him and help him escape from Desert Village. All you need to do is go to the entrance of the underground city and tell Dante that Homan has emerged and is currently fleeing out of Desert Village.

After Norn finished speaking, he put the half-eaten steak back on his plate.

Although Sharred didn't quite understand Norn's actions, he still nodded in agreement.

"Please, otherwise I really will be trapped down there for the rest of my life."

Norn disappeared into the black smoke again, opened the window next to him, and crawled out. He had to hurry and rescue Mur.

If you were to tell Dante that he was currently turning in a quest in the guild hall instead of running away, the old man definitely wouldn't believe you.

From the Adventurers' Guild's side, Mur led his team in, amidst the astonished gazes of the adventurers.

Although they were all filthy, the dazzling array of spoils they carried made them shine brightly at that moment.

"That bitch Lani has gone mad for some reason; she just ran off on her own halfway there."

Mur walked ahead, his chin held almost horizontally, basking in the envious glances of others.

"That woman probably hit her head and lost her mind, but it's a good thing, one less guy to share the money with us."

"I never intended to pay her! She's just a toy for me to relax with; I can have as many of those kinds of people as I want."

Mur and his men went to the counter and placed all their spoils on it, piling them up like a city wall.

They took on two A-level and three B-level missions this time, with a reward of over sixty gold coins, which was already a considerable sum.

That's the income of many adventurers over several years.

The employee, annoyed, stepped aside, pulled out a notebook, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Hohmann!" Mur said the name with great pride, immediately attracting the attention of everyone else in the hall, and a chattering discussion about him broke out.

The staff's reaction was quite different from that of others.

She paused for a moment, cautiously looked up at Mur for a few seconds, then quickly turned and fled behind the door.

"What's going on? Why did this woman run away?"

Just as the group was puzzled, several soldiers in leather armor suddenly appeared around them, their weapons already drawn.

Sensing something was wrong, Mur immediately abandoned his teammates and ran towards the gate.

A soldier suddenly darted out, blocking Mur's path, and swung a round shield heavily at Mur with his right hand.

Mur raised his arms to block, and was sent flying back.

The other soldiers quickly moved closer to them, surrounding Mur and his men.

"What's going on, Captain! Why are they doing this!?"

"Are you sure you haven't mistaken us for someone else? Why are you arresting us?!"

The soldiers ignored these questions, and one of them turned to the clerk and asked, "Which one is Lord Sharred wants to arrest?"

The employee pointed at Mur.

The soldier nodded and said, "This has nothing to do with you. We're only arresting this person. Now get out of here."

The team members didn't understand the situation, but since it had nothing to do with them, they obediently ran away, leaving only the sweating Mur in the encirclement.

"Charled? That guy wanted to capture me? And he actually got out alive!?"

Mur felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, and something was stuck in his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Seeing the soldiers about to close in, he suddenly drew his sword, intending to fight his way out.

However, all the guild's soldiers were at least Gold level. Even Diamond level soldiers couldn't get by in a net of people surrounding them from all sides, let alone a newbie like him who had just passed Mithril level.

Soon, under the soldiers' siege, Mur collapsed to the ground due to an allergic reaction to his fist.

"Take him to Lord Sharred."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two soldiers froze, their hair standing on end, and fell to the ground like wooden figures.

Immediately following was another bolt of white lightning, which instantly knocked the three people down.

The panicked soldiers looked around nervously, but couldn't see the attackers anywhere.

Mur cried out in surprise, his blackened eyes staring at his right hand that had inexplicably risen, before he was dragged away.

"Don't just stand there! Chase after them!" The soldier rushed forward.

Mur then realized what was happening, braced himself with his left hand on the ground, stood up, and started running.

He followed that invisible force, weaving left and right through the alley, and quickly shook off his pursuers.

At that moment, Norn materialized, and Mur looked at Lani before him, tears of gratitude welling up in his eyes: "Lani! You saved me! I—"

A straight punch landed squarely on Mur's face, knocking his nose out of place, but that still didn't appease Norn's anger.

He raised his right leg and slammed his knee into two of Mur's tall players.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mur asked, his face contorted in pain as he clutched his groin.

"Get out of here! Get as far away as you can, just run from the gate of Desert Village. Xia Lei has already contacted the entire guild to capture you. Staying here will only lead to your death."

Mur was stunned, staring at Norn for a long time: "Who are you? Are you really Ranie? Why are you helping me like this?"

"Are you going to leave or not? If you don't leave now, once those soldiers seal off the gate, you won't be able to escape even if you want to."

"Okay! I'll leave right away! Thank you." Mur turned and ran out of the alley, but suddenly stopped halfway and called back, "Actually, my real name is Mur!"

Norn didn't hear this; he had already snapped out of his daze, leaving a bewildered Lani standing there looking around.