Night fell on Lukhia where Matthias and the others were being kept, revealing a canvas of deep indigo dotted with millions of twinkling stars. A gentle breeze whispers through the leaves of a tall oak tree, rustling them like a secret conversation. The air is cool and crisp, carrying the scent of pine needles and damp earth. If Matthias had not been held inside the stable, hidden away from the rest of the world, he would have greatly appreciated the appearance of the sky that night.
However, he was not just existing and doing nothing inside the stable either, he was busy, very, in his own capacity. When everyone else was sleeping, Matthias and Regan were whispering to each other in one of corners of the stable.
"So how many were there?" Regan asked.
"I saw three of them in front of the entrance, two on the east and west. I'm not sure about the back though."
Matthias told Regan about the information he had gathered while going to the bathroom. His agenda back then had not been just to use the ability of Emis, it was also to gather information about the guards surrounding their location.
But because the bathroom was situated just in front of the stable, Matthias was not able to see how many guards were stationed on the backside of the stable they were in.
"So seven, without counting the back. Like I thought, this isn't going to be easy."
Regan was gritting his teeth. To him, it must have felt hopeless with all those guards surrounding them on all sides. But Matthias was undisturbed, since he knew now from his vision that they were going to succeed.
"Why don't you try gathering information from the back tomorrow?" Matthais suggested.
"Sure. But even if we know how many guards there are, how are we supposed to get out without any of them knowing?"
"You don't have to worry about that now. We'll think of something when the time comes."
Matthias and Regan both went to sleep after discussing for a long time how to gather information from the guards. What they failed to notice however, was a kid, a bit younger than them, who was sleeping just beside them silently eavesdropping on everything they were discussing.
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Morning came and just as they discussed the night before, Regan faked a stomach ache and demanded one of the guards to bring him to the bathroom.
"I'm telling you I have diarrhoea. My stomach hurts so much!"
He was also fake crying just to put on that extra spice for the guard to know it was as urgent as it could get. Matthias couldn't help but silently applaud his friend for his outstanding performance.
"Tch. What a pain in the ass."
The guard was grimacing and after he took a deep breath, he pulled Regan from his arm and dragged him out of the stable.
When Regan was outside, he instantly looked around everywhere trying to commit everything he saw into his memory.
"Don't stay inside for long, I'm giving you ten minutes. Be done by then." The guard firmly told Regan.
Regan stood in the middle of that sorry excuse of a bathroom. It was not even an exaggeration, it was truly so disgusting that he regretted saying he wanted to poop instead of saying he wanted to puke. Because the place was seriously churning his stomach and it made him gagged.
Not even in my wildest dream did I think I would be in a situation like this one day.
He was a noble, damn it. He was used to having people doing everything for him. He had not stepped foot inside a kitchen even once in his life. Not to mention the bathrooms back in his home were pristine, in good condition and were all made of marbles and gold. Everything he had gotten used to before he got kidnapped were all the very best of things inside Lunaros Kingdom.
Now he was standing in front of a hole that had been dug to be used as a makeshift bathroom. Regan slightly peeked at the hole, there he saw mountains of poop that were crowded with worms. Upon seeing that, he couldn't help but vomit all the contents inside his stomach.
"Hey, did I just hear you puke? Open the door!"
The guard was banging at the door. Regan opened it after he was done vomiting.
"Tch. You couldn't have puke inside the hole?"
The guard pinched his nose and grimaced. Behind them, one more guard was approaching them while looking a bit worried.
"Something the matter, Bob?" The other guard asked.
The guard named Bob shook his head. "Seems like he's sick. He told me he got diarrhoea and while he's inside, he also puked."
"Man, we're supposed to keep them alive."
"I know. Shit's a mess."
They both sighed and looked at each other. It was like they were communicating with their minds. Then, the other guard nodded his head. The guard named Bob pulled Regan on his arm again and dragged him back inside the stable.