Leon Greyrat: The Second Son - Mushoku Tensei OC

Chapter 42 - Rescue Mission

— Paul Greyrat —

As if it were fate, as soon as we reached our first location, our group of four was able to easily enter the building, much thanks to Leon's earth magic sending us upward where we then cut through the glass skylight.

It was a large hall, right in between the slums and the nobles district, hidden away from the prying eyes of the knights.

Of course, it went without saying that many of those same knights were part of this whole thing.

As soon as we jumped through the roof, we were quickly met with the sight of many of the Fittoans we were here to rescue.

Some were in cages, while some were in chains, ages ranging from children to the elderly.

Seeing such a sight, I couldn't help but narrow my eyes in anger.

How dare they... how dare they treat my fellow countrymen like this.

Just thinking about how my wives might be in a similar position made the feeling worse.

"Well... is this everyone?" Leon asked from my side. "You mentioned how there were three possible places where they were likely spread out, but this looks like everyone."

"Yeah," I nodded. "I'm counting thirty. That should be all of them."

"What? That was way too easy!" Eris complained.

Indeed... she was right.

This was way too easy.

Those fucking nobles, always standing up for their pride and useless arrogance... No way they would let things end like this.

"Father," Leon said, turning to me as he nodded toward the hall's entrance. "We have company. Twelve, from what I can see. And more coming."

Well, that explains it.

Looking back at his face, I couldn't help but pause upon noticing that one of his eyes was glowing purple.

Oh... right. Demon eye. I forgot about that with all the ridiculous that was my eldest son.

Moving on...

"So this was a trap," I stated. "That must be why the information was so easy to find compared to before as well."

"Indeed," Leon said with a carefree smile as he unsheathed his sword. "But this was probably a trap for you, no? So with us here... wouldn't it be better to call our incoming assailants the ones who are trapped?"

His blade glittered under the soft glow of the moonlight as it was suddenly wreathed in blue flames.

Narrowing his eyes, Leon's smile changed from carefree to cold as he continued, "Besides... I feel a bit... unfulfilled, leaving like this. Don't you feel the same?"

"...Yeah," I snarled as I unsheathed my own sword.

All those good people that followed my dumb ass and joined our cause... those same good people who were taken out by battle, assassins, and everything in between.

Raul... Joanna... Miras... all of you... I will avenge you.

With this, tonight, our cause will be complete, and I can finally put this path of pain and stress behind me.

Behind all of us.

And I'll be taking some bastards out with me.

"Paul Greyrat!"

An obnoxiously loud voice resounded through the hall as the large hall door burst into splinters.

"You damn scoundrel! Just like the vermin you are, you ran right into the cage that will be your grave!"