Raised in Dungeon



Allen increased his speed, now running almost like he was disappearing, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, hoping that he could have time to save Peter and his family.

Judging from the situation, they should be fine since they were at the farthest part of the front gate, but there was no guarantee that there would also be an attack at the back.

Then, as Allen had expected, he could see that Barkaley's house was on fire once he arrived at the estate, which made him even more worried about Peter and his family.

Arriving there, Allen immediately opened the door to Peter's house with force.

"Peter! Iva! Pascoe! Are you here?" he shouted.

"Allen!" shouted Pascoe, accompanied by a crying baby.

They turned out to be hiding in their warehouse. Allen was a little relieved that they turned out to be okay.

"Allen! What are you doing?" shouted Peter.

"Quickly leave here and head to the Tavern; Master has prepared a hiding place under the Tavern; there's also water and food there!"

"Really! Then let's go there immediately."

"Reig, please."

Allen's black scarf suddenly transformed into a black horse, surprising all the Peter family. The astonishment was palpable, and Pascoe could hardly contain his excitement as he shouted out in amazement.

"Amazing!"

"A-allen, how did you do it?!"

Peter's family struggled to comprehend how such a miraculous transformation had occurred. Allen, however, was determined to keep moving and urged them to follow quickly.

"I'll explain it later," he promised, sensing their confusion. "Right now, we need to hurry!"

Peter attached his vegetable cart to the horse and quickly moved towards the Tavern.

While still at the estate, Allen caught sight of Theda running from her house wearing pajamas and clutching a sword, with a noticeable limp and a bleeding shoulder.

"Theda! Come here! Quick!" Allen called out urgently.

"Lady Theda?!"

Theda lifted her head, and upon seeing Allen in the distance, tears streamed down her face, and she pushed herself to sprint faster toward him. Allen quickly dismounted from his carriage and made his way towards Theda, intending to pick her up. But as he reached out for her,

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He instead received her body as she fell into his arms. "Theda?" he exclaimed in shock.

A knife was hurled at Theda's back. The same knife the people who attacked Susan's house used was there.

"A-llen... I'm sorry... you should... run..."

"THEDA! THEDAA!" Theda then collapsed with a severe wound on her back. Allen withdrew his knife and drew a fire spirit healing amnis.

By using the healing amnis, the wound was healed, but since Theda was still unconscious, Allen didn't know whether it only covered the external wound or not.

Reig and Peter approached them, "What about Lady Theda?!" shouted Peter.

"Is she okay?!" said Iva.

"We'll take her too! Master will definitely do something about her!"

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Three more swords were thrown at them at once. Allen quickly caught all three swords with his hands.

Three people approached from the direction Theda ran.

"Unbelievable; you were able to catch all that by yourself?"

a man's voice, and it was a familiar voice.

"Mr. Wyncall!" shouted Pascoe.

The man opened his robes and said, "Oh Pascoe, we meet again."

"Wyncall... So this man incited the children to destroy our fields! I can't believe he was the Servus!"

"Unfortunately, it's all useless. We'll have to provide more strength to attack this place. Since most of Barkaley's forces are in the Barkaley residence, we'll have to sneak around all day to exhaust them first."

"Why! Why do you have to attack this place?!" asked Allen.

"For the sake of the eternal Satan."

"Sa-satan?"

"Right! This is a holy ceremony! What do we have to do for Milord's resurrection! And one way to accomplish that is to capture that person, Lady Barkaley.

She's not dead yet, is she? I just gave her a little poison to make her fall asleep, hope the wound won't hurt her too much."

Knowing that Theda was only asleep, Allen felt a little relieved.

Peter then explained, "The Daemon Servus, they are the ones who have been attacking villages and towns for the past ten years to fulfill the request of their master, Satan, the enemy of God and the church."

'So the enemies of the church are these people; shouldn't they be attacking Herrwade and Druwich? Then why are they here now? Lack of information? Didn't Miss Lavinia know that they would attack this place too?' Allen thought.

He then thought about how to get out of the situation.

Reig couldn't be separated too far from Allen. So he couldn't ask Reig to take them to the Tavern. Besides, there was no guarantee that the road to the Tavern would be free of enemies, so he couldn't leave them alone.

If he decided to run away with Peter here, they would find Rodion's hiding place, which wouldn't do any good.

'The only thing I have to do now is fight them!'

It turned out that it wasn't just the three of them who were there; there were several other people with the same robes around them, ready to strike with the knife.

"Don't kill the noblewoman," Wyncall said.

A knife moved quickly, simultaneously, from each side.

Knives flashed from all directions, their glinting blades threatening to pierce through flesh. But, quick as lightning, Allen grabbed one of the knives mid-air and deftly danced around the rest, slicing them away easily.

"!!!" Wyncall and his ilk were left stunned and amazed by Allen's lightning-fast reflexes and raw agility.

"Reig, please protect them all."

The horse-shaped Reig, before anyone could blink, began to disintegrate into inky black mud. The sludge quickly engulfed Peter and the families, wrapping them in its dark embrace.

"What the hell?! What is that horse?!" shouted Wyncall in shock.

"Wait! Allen! What are you going to do?!" Panicked, Iva cried out to Allen, demanding his next move.

Allen met her gaze, revealing a sad smile. He gently reassured her, "Iva, I will definitely protect you and your family. Please, close your eyes. I don't want you to witness what I will do after this."