Escape from your own padlocks

Railway station.

The saint has just said goodbye to Chise and is already walking along the path towards his house. Climbing the hill, he saw his village and ran towards it with a smile. Entering the main street, he slowed down to a walk, simultaneously examining the wooden houses. The residents looked at the boy with interest and even apprehension. But Glory didn't care, because he was getting closer to home. 

Climbing over the gate, the boy thought he 

"what should I actually say?"

"hi, I lived in Paris for 8 years and 3 incomplete in London and decided to return!"

"No, I'd rather say that I just studied at the institute"

"although they only take you there after school, well, anyway, they didn't even study there anyway."

The saint went to the door and, sighing, knocked. The door opened, a man stood on the threshold and looked at the boy and said.

— What do you want, kid?

The Saint hesitated, but spoke.

— Excuse me...

but suddenly something clicked in the kid's head. Suddenly, the Saint dragged his father across his stomach with all his might and immediately ran away from there.

Because of the suitcase, it was hard for him to run and hesitated, he fell and rolled down the street. Stopping, he lay down and his shortness of breath with anxiety turned into joy and happy screams.

— Yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh, that feeling! God, it's like a stone off my shoulders, as if... the innermost desire, hidden somewhere in the depths of my soul, suddenly came true.

Svyat looked around and saw a familiar pond, and next to the shore a very familiar woman with a yoke and two buckets. The saint looked more closely and spoke softly.

— Mum...

Svyatoslav threw down his suitcase and ran up the hill like he had never run before. The woman did not have time to look back, as the Saint hugged her tightly and did not let go. She stood in a stupor.

— Oh, what are you doing? Have you made a mistake?

The saint began to cry. And the woman continued.

— It's not convenient somehow...

the house is Holy. 

The boy was sitting at the table with his father while his mother was setting the table. The man said.

— Yes, you gave me a hard time... but that's what I need–it's the least I can repay for that act. Mom put a plate of porridge and pies on the table, saying.

— Eat, my boy, padi is hungry, there at home...

the Saint smiled and replied.

— Nothing, everything is fine when everyone is happy.

And with a smile, he began to eat, but his father suspected something. After dinner, the man went out on the porch and sat down. Through the Holy One came with a question.

— Did you call?

The father did not turn around.

— Yes, have a seat.

The kid sat down next to him. And the man spoke.

— Did you say that everything is fine when everyone is happy like that? But something tells me that everything is not as good as you wanted...

the Saint sighed.

— Yes... You know, how can I explain it to you, it's good here – I finally came home, but...

— but your heart is far from here.

The man said with a smile. The saint asked about it.

— But how are you?

— You know... I ran away from home, tried to live on my own, I had almost no money, and I also had the strength, but then I met a beautiful girl. And then I realized this is my fate now – or never. And that's what it all led to. With the exception of one mistake, for which I will hate myself for the rest of my life, I don't regret anything anymore...

the Saint smiled.

— You know... But I thought you were a complete idiot... But yes, you're right. There is one for which you want... live. There are loyal friends with whom I would not like to say goodbye like this and ...

the man grinned.

— Everyone has their own meaning of happiness.

The father stood up and put his hand on the shoulder of the Saint.

— And everyone chooses for himself how to find it...

after which he went into the house. After a while, the kid followed him. The three of them spent most of the evening talking to the Saint, asking about his life, but the boy only refused. Then the Saint himself asked about his sister and brother, to which the parents did not tell so much more. 

Night fell. The saint lay down in his old bed and could not sleep for a long time. Deep in the night, he finally fell asleep. 

In the morning, at dawn, the roosters crowed. Half an hour later, the parents went outside to work on the farm. The father asked.

— Why didn't Slava come out?

Mom answered calmly.

— Well, Vanya, let the child sleep from the road.

Suddenly, Svyat abruptly ran out of the house with a suitcase and, looking around, ran towards his parents. With a smile, he hugged them tightly and spoke.

— Thank you, thank you, thank you. Mom, Dad, I love you very much.

And dropping his favorite shirt, he ran to the station. Mom lifted her shirt and said.

— I dropped it...

father smiled.

— I left it as a keepsake...

A few days later. Port.

Richard arrived at the set place and time. But there was no one there. He was about to leave, but then a silhouette appeared from the shadows. It was Charlotte. Richard laughed and said.

— I should have guessed...

it was starting to rain outside. And Richard continued.

— After all this running around with the car and the attack, the note, the cipher – did everything lead me to you? Well, tell me, what is all this for? I wouldn't even be surprised if Miss Le Carré herself turned out to be under the mask...

Charlotte spoke with a serious face.

— You are too strongly and sharply approaching the shift of power – this is not part of my plans...

The Prince grinned. 

— What are your plans? I thought you cared about your friends. Well, since you don't care about them, then you won't be too offended if you find out that they are about to be deprived of their right to life...

Richard laughed, and Charlotte nervously clenched her fist in which the chain was located.

Prison.

After penetrating the white mask through the window, he threw smoke bombs. The confusion began. Harlequin saw the silhouettes of the spies and the guards standing nearby and rushed there.They were Chise, Beatrice, Stephen and two unknown spies. Five officers stood opposite them. Chise fought back in hand-to-hand combat, but she couldn't stand up to everyone at once. She was thrown to the floor, the spies were ready to shoot, but the Harlequin who appeared threw one guard off his feet, threw his katana to Chise, and attacked two of them.

The girl did not hesitate and with the help of a katana repelled the blows of the guards' batons and stunned the remaining ones. White mask also knocked out the opponents, went up to Beatrice to help, but she just screamed.

— Don't touch it, I'll fight!

And driving right into Harlequin's face knocked out his mask. Behind her appeared a Saint with gray hair with two small and tucked braids. He spoke painfully.

— Bee, it's me...

Beatrice was scared.

— Oh, I'm sorry, does it hurt too much?

Holy holding his face.

— Yes, I jumped through the window and the guards injured me less, but thank you for at least someone worries about me. 

Steve came over and said.

— Said the man who just left without knowing where and without understanding why ...

after which he greeted his friend with a smile. The Holy One said so.

— Okay, then we'll overdo it, now we need to get you out without loss. Where are the others?

One of the spies said.

— Most likely, because of the confusion, they ended up in the right part of the prison.

— Okay, do you have an escape plan?

— Yes, but our driver is now on the right side.

— Okay... Follow the plan and try to get as far away from here as possible. Steve will drive, you two will take Beatrice, and Chise and I will try to find the others before the guards do it, or God forbid this two-meter brute...

everyone obeyed the plan. The spies gave the Saint a map of the building, and they, Steve and Beatrice headed for the exit.

Chise and Svyat first of all ran to the armory to pick up the selected weapons. The kid took out a map and looked around and said.

— God, what kind of crooked-armed freak was drawing this?

Control.

The general asks "7"

— I hope you gave my high-precision illustration of a prison that the enemies will not be able to identify for the rescue group, as I asked?

— Yes, sir...

— Okay, then we are waiting for the end of the operation...

Port.

Richard looked at his watch.

— Since you can't present anything but words, then I'll go, there's a lot to do.

The prince had already walked away from where he came from, but two armed officers came around the corner.

Charlotte said calmly.

— I wouldn't recommend it...

Richard was surrounded. A Gazelle came out from behind the princess with the words.

— Duke of Arkham, Prince Richard, you are under arrest for attempted assassination of the royal family and attempted seizure of power.

The officers grabbed Richard and took him to the car. The prince only laughed and said.

— It looks like you won this battle, Charlotte, I'm waiting patiently for the continuation!

The princess just watched him go and left.

Prison.

Chise and Svyat were running down the corridor. The kid looked at the map and said.

— Here! There is a platform at the bottom in the right sector, there is an emergency exit plan on it.

Now... and the armory is on the floor below. If we make it in time, we'll get someone else's.

The girl looked at the Saint with condemnation, but he just said.

— What about it? We have an important mission here! All means are good.

They went down the stairs and saw silhouettes in the distance, which descended even lower. Svyat and Chise wanted to run after them. But suddenly a bodyguard jumped out of a room and seeing the guys immediately switched to them. 

The guys immediately armed themselves and ran to meet him. But deftly dodging, they ran past. Having reached the stairs.

Svyat threw the last smoke bomb at the bodyguard, which made him very angry. They ran upstairs, and the man got out of the smoke and ran after them.

Roof.

The bodyguard ran out onto the roof through the door and started looking around. Because of the rain, it was difficult to hear any sounds. But the bodyguard felt a strange silence and the next moment saw Chise attacking him.

A man with difficulty, but parried the blow. Svyat ran out from behind the girl and forced the opponent to fight back with kusarigama blows and immediately flew into him with two legs, which the bodyguard did not expect. 

Chise immediately tried to attack, but the man was ready this time and threw the girl over and already swung, but the Saint managed to stop the bodyguard's hand with kusarigama. The man did not lose his head with the help of a chain, unwound the boy and sent him to the Chise, knocking her down.

Somewhere at the bottom.

Ange, Dorothy, Lawrence, Ryan, and two other spies ran out onto the playground. Dorothy spoke.

— I can't believe we're taking this one with us!

Lawrence told.

— He protected me out of pure intentions – he has the right to a second chance.

They reached the hanging wall and the spies took out the hooks and launched them creating a rope. 

Suddenly, a crowd of guards came running after them, who were ready to tear the guys to shreds.

But suddenly, a sound like a siren was heard from the outer wall. It was Beatrice, using her voice, who was trying to attract as much attention as possible while in the car that Stephen had entered on a very narrow road. One wrong turn and the four of them would have fallen into the moat that surrounded the prison.

Everyone paid attention to the moving sound. The guards split up, sending half of them towards the sound. And the rest attacked the guys.

Ange took out the Saint's weapon and ran into hand-to-hand combat. And Dorothy and Lawrence were covering the rear. 

Ange pounced on a crowd of guards and jumped over several, threw a smoke bomb and knocked everyone out in limited visibility. Dorothy told me.

— And now let's go!

The spies and Ryan had already climbed the wall, when suddenly a very familiar tomahawk flew from the sky and fell to the ground. Ange understood this and said it.

— Go without me, I'll catch up...

Dorothy was indignant.

— Well, no way! You're not going anywhere alone again! Lawrence go with her, and I'll keep an eye on these.

Ange grinned. The spy threw a grappling hook at Ange and they scattered.

Around this time, a sound was also heard on the roof and everyone was distracted for a second, but immediately continued the fight. Chise set herself up seriously and struck one after another.

The man could only parry them. And again, after waiting for the moment, the Saint grabbed the bodyguard's hand with the help of the kusarigama chain. He tried to pull away, but this time the kid stood firm. Then the bodyguard wanted to cut off the chain and at the moment of the swing, Chise knocked out his tomahawk, which flew out of the roof.

Everything led to the victory of the guys, but suddenly the bodyguard took out a key ball and with its help snatched the Katana from Chise and kicked it away. After that, using a chain, he hung the Saint at the roof and was ready to swing, but even then the girl turned out to be faster, pushing both out ...

They began to fall down, the man regrouped and tried to slow down the fall with a katana and the wall helped. Their speed noticeably decreased and almost at the end of the journey, the Saint stuck the sharp end into the wall, stopping the movement. Because of this, he was thrown back against the very wall of the playground. The bodyguard cut off the chain and went down too.

Svyat got up heavily, and the man first turned off the key ball, threw it away, and then threw the boy a katana.

Svyat was holding a katana in his hand with shortness of breath. Both were looking at each other and waiting for something.

Lightning flashed. They started moving towards each other. The opponents exchanged blows without giving in to each other.

The Saint was faster, but the bodyguard was completely impenetrable. 

The man made a very strong blow, which caused the boy to take up the katana from two different ends.The bodyguard used this and threw the kid aside. Svyat rolled and almost flew out of the canopy, but managed to catch on. 

The bodyguard began to approach. The saint had a choice: jump off the canopy, take the key ball and rather win up, at least leave or get up and fight back with the last of his strength ...

The man came closer and closer. The kid let go of his hands and the bodyguard lost sight of him, going to the edge he looked down.

Suddenly, the Saint jumped out and used the man to get up. The fight continued.

After another attack, the Saint stabbed into the man's body. The bodyguard did not miss the moment and hit the boy's right shoulder, leaving a large cut.

After a few more strokes. The man mowed down the Saint, but he used it and, using an unpredictable trajectory, cut the man's stomach with the help of a wound left earlier. 

The bodyguard fell to his knees and, releasing the tomahawk, fell on his back. The saint took off his white cape and covered the bleeding body.

The boys carefully descended to the playground and staggered to the key ball with difficulty. Ange, Chise and Lawrence ran out. The girl saw the Saint and immediately ran to him in a strong embrace.

But suddenly the guard recovered, pointed a gun at the couple. Chise shouted about it. Svyat covered Ange, which is why the bullet hit him in the stomach area.

Lawrence immediately shot the guard in the head.

The Saint's white suit began to turn red. Ange started crying. Chise and Lawrence stood in horror. 

The saint felt his stomach with his hand and took out a flask pierced on both sides and wine spilling from it. Ange smiled through her tears. The holy One croaked.

— What a good and terrible reference at the same time...

They got out of prison with the help of a key ball and got into cars...

A few days have passed.

Steve, Lawrence and the bandaged Saint were sitting in the pub. The mechanic drank little, the officer, as usual, barely sat on a chair, swaying from side to side, and the Saint only occasionally drank a coke and ate French fries. The guys talked, and Svyat told Steve a story.

— And so he fired, I heroically covered Ange, and Lowe loaded a return shot right into his forehead.

— And how did you survive?

— The bullet hit the flask. It was just a pity for the wine, well, there was a small wound left, although it would heal until the summer...

Lawrence talked under the influence.

— I told you... what to drink is good for your health.

A car pulled up outside and Ange and Dorothy got out. The girls went to the pub. Dorothy immediately said.

— There you are! Let's get ready to be called to the control room.

Lawrence spoke.

— What else is needed by this... to the misers?

— We're getting fired... Ange replied calmly.

— Aah... We'll have to go...

control.

Ange, Dorothy, Steve and St. Lawrence holding.

The colonel asked from the doorway.

— And why is this one here? It is desirable to have him in custody.

The Saint replied.

— To be honest, I'm not happy to see you either, starstruck.

The general slammed his fist on the table.

— That's enough, sign it and get out already.

Ange looked at the paper.

— Wait, here according to these papers, the sentence in prison was still a flower.

— Listen, you've broken a lot of rules, so follow the order and sign...

— So! 

Svyat shouted, throwing Lawrence to Steve and continued.

— And who the fuck are you to give orders here?!

The general was taken aback, but answered.

— Who gave you the right to speak...

the saint threw a pencil, which flew past the general's head. The Saint continued.

— These guys are the only ones who can at least complete tasks! If it wasn't for me, your "rescue group" would have gone to jail itself. I'm not talking about the terrible preparedness, but how exactly do you know, because it was YOUR idea to remove the radio signal, "because they can listen to us."

But even so, it was these guys who carried out missions right from the castle! Where they don't even show everyone the way! And mark my words, if you fire them, then you know we'll find you... everywhere...

the saint gathered up the papers and threw them further down the table. Then he opened the door and called everyone over. The guys were turning around, but everyone started to leave. The Holy

One added.

— I'm sorry, I didn't know that there are people who have been hit on the head by these stars at all. I won't call you a star anymore.

It's been a while.

Castle. The ballroom. There are a lot of people gathered in it for a soiree.

Charlotte was talking to Mary, Beatrice and Lawrence. Ange, Dorothy and Chise came up to them.

The princess asked.

— I see you've arrived, but where are Glory and Stephen?

Dorothy with a grin.

— Our kid wanted to drive and park, and Stephen is looking to do nothing wrong... I mean, it didn't happen that bad. After that, they just chatted. Charlotte saw Steve come in and give the signal. The princess told me.

— Excuse me, I need to leave, alone...

Charlotte walked across the hall and sat down on the piano and started playing (a page of my story).

Everyone started watching and listening. The doors opened and the Saint came in, no one paid any attention to him. He walked up to Ange and offered his hand, inviting her to dance. She accepted the invitation and they started dancing to beautiful music...

End of the second volume.

Thanks to everyone who has read the second volume of this work. Two additional chapters will be published for this volume (you can find them at the beginning). This is far from the end of the story, so let's continue in the same spirit, everyone up to kind