Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Along with the busy streets of the imperial night, the members of the newly disbanded Myriad Wings walked together on the sidewalk. As they did, they greeted back the good evenings that they received from their acquaintances. 

They had made their announcement a little while ago at the inn where they used to lodge, and now they were on their way to the Adventurers' Guild to do the same thing as well as officially disband their party. 

"Where are you going to stop after visiting the guild?" 

Uriel asked her colleagues as they leisurely walked, to which the others took a brief glance at her and then looked forward to the road. They could just talk it out silently with their minds, but they decided to do it vocally. 

"After this," Michael was the first one to respond. "I will probably drop by home; this day is mentally tiring, so I wanted somebody to lean on." 

"Your home, huh?" 

Michael actually had not been staying in the inn anymore; instead, he was living in the house that he bought recently. He was not alone there; Nefa, his girlfriend, also left her inn and lived there with him.

His new residence was situated in the residential district, kind of far from the guild. It was quite big for two people, as Nefa remarked to him; it was actually for his future plans as he was carrying the mind of a Raevender. 

"How about you, ladies?" 

"Of course, we will be at home." Lucy haughtily replied. "It's been awhile since I touched the mouthwatering bodies of mothers." 

It had been so obvious that Gabrielle was the favorite of Mylene and Claire among the female clones of Raphael. She was so favored that she had been frequently invited to bed and was the only one to have the privilege to marry them. 

"Hmph." 

Michael could not help but feel annoyed by the fact that he would never have the chance to see their main body's parents, let alone touch them. But there was nothing he could do about it, and he continued focusing on the road. 

"Hmm?" 

As they walked, Lucy suddenly perceived an unknown occurrence somewhere in the distance. She stopped her feet from walking and observed more intensively. Michael and the others noticed her behavior and halted walking before asking her. 

"What is it, Sis? Got anything?" 

"Yeah. I am sensing strange presences at a strange place." 

"What level of strangeness?" 

"There are at least a dozen of over Level three hundred fast approaching the Imperial Prison, and I am sure that they are not members of the imperial military or secret service." 

"Yeah, that is certainly strange. They probably have to do something at the prisons." 

Lucy was able to determine the strengths of those people because she was utilizing the capabilities of the Unique Skill: Omnidirectional Perception that they inherited from their main body. In addition, Lucy had the widest coverage among them, making her the first to notice the presence of those individuals. 

"There is even a Level seven hundred among them." 

"Hm. That was quite above the average knight." 

Reaching the level of seven hundred was clearly not an easy feat, even among the long-lived races. One had to spend immeasurable time and exert an indefinite amount of effort in order to achieve that goal.

So having that kind of person around who was way more powerful than the proud knights of the empire was concerning even for the party of Michael. 

"And it seems that I somehow recognized the name of this person to a certain extent, probably a former adventurer. Maybe we should inform the Guildmaster about it as we reach the guild, or should we do it in an anonymous way?" 

"We should do it later. Alright, everyone, let's go." 

"Hmm." 

After his remark, the newly disbanded Myriad Wings assembled anew and beamed out to the Imperial Prison under their unseen veils. 

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Situated in a military area inside the city walls of the Imperial Capital, away from where the townspeople lived, the Imperial Prison stood by. It was an institution where convicted criminals, not only from the city but also from the continent, were being confined. 

As the center of the continent, the Imperial Prison held the title of the second-most guarded place on the continent, only next to the imperial palace. The security there was strictly tight, so no one could escape or infiltrate the area. 

In terms of the fighting power of the people stationed there, even though it was lower than what the imperial palace had, it was still comparable to the forces of the dwarfen royal palace, one of the known most secured places on the continent. 

Due to the ten meter high hexagonal-shaped walls that surrounded the facilities and structures within, it was plausible for the prison to be considered a fortress. With the 24-hour patrol of the highly trained and skilled prison guards, the prison was virtually impervious. 

Even within the premises of the prison, another set of walls was erected to secure the area for convicted high-profile felons. And that area was the target of those who were observing the prisons from afar. 

A few hundred meters away from the Imperial Prison, at a distance far enough to barely be detected by the radars, there were groves and bushes surrounding the facility. Inside a grove, a group of people were hiding behind the trees. 

The group consisted of thirteen people, and all of them were notably strong and powerful. Among them was a muscular man in his late prime who was keeping his eyes on the walls of the prison with his arms folded. 

"As expected, it was as heavily guarded as ever, even in these times and season." 

The man muttered as he observed the tight security of the place. He originally intended to say it to himself, but perhaps due to his voice, his companions heard his words and responded. 

"But, sir, are you sure we can just move on our own without his consent?" 

"Hmph. I cannot stand to follow his order to stand by and do nothing at all. I don't care what he wants; this is my personal decision." 

His voice was filled with impatience and a faint desperation as he said that. But he was reserved enough to stay calm and hide his fiery desire to save someone important to him. 

Their purpose there was not just to do surveillance of the area. They were planning to have someone confined there escape from the prison. 

Their target was the maximum security section, which was located at the center of the compounds. In order to do so, they had to plan it out very carefully for a better chance of success. 

The operation was not consulted and advised on by the leader, which resorted to him doing it on his own. For that reason, the group consisted of the most elite individuals his group had. 

"Enough with chitchat; how is the situation?" 

"All things have been arranged, sir. We can start whenever you want."

"Good." He said that and then turned to his group. "Be ready, everyone. The time has come. We are going to infiltrate the Imperial Prison at any moment."