Chapter 965 Assassin, Assassination
In the Prime Minister's Residence, Zarberg asked the housekeeper: "What's going on in the south?"
Ganna said: "There are no big problems in the southern provinces. The latest news is that Governor Monica of Quaker Province has advanced this year’s autumn hunting and it has now begun.”
Zha. Erborg chuckled: "Advancing the Autumn Hunt so many days is just as I expected. This guy has indeed taken action. He has already formed an alliance with Radat."
Steward Ganner said: "In addition, Panota said that there have been more business travelers coming from the south to the north recently. I asked him to pay more attention to the movements in the south."
Zalberg said: "Looking at Monica's actions, he must not know that I have already known about the connection between him and Radat, and Radat intends to use his hand to suppress me in one fell swoop. But. Radat never imagined that doing so would give me a reason to force him to step down."
Butler Ganna asked: "What should we do. How to do it? "
Zalberg said: "It's very simple. You tell Trosa and other officials to be ready. Once Monica officially launches troops, they will give me propaganda and spread public opinion. It was said that Monica rebelled and wanted to establish himself as the king to restore the dominance of his grand duke. In addition, after learning that Monica and Radat colluded. , I have mobilized troops from various provinces to the surroundings of the royal capital and made preparations for defense. These troops are currently being deployed."
Steward Ganna said: "But the troops from other provinces have not received the king's permission, no. You can enter the royal capital, but the king cannot allow it.”
“So this is the case. It's done in secret, even if Radat doesn't allow it, it's useless. Most of the officials in the royal capital are our people, and the real power is in my hands. Radat is already an empty frame," Zalberg said. "Hmph, he wanted to collude with Monica to catch me off guard. This time I'm going to turn around and catch them off guard!"
Ganner said: "Prince, can I ask you something?"
"What?"
Ganna asked: "What are you going to do with Celeste Bingzhi?" Evil them?"
Zalberg said: "Actually, I quite like this person. He is much stronger than my son. If he can really be used by me, I would like to keep him by my side. Only by having strong power can I improve my status more effectively."
"But he is the target of Gemini's hunting."
"That's a matter of the Gemini Palace. They handle their own affairs. And..."
"And what?"
"And he has value, and..." Zha Erborg said two words in a row, but did not continue: "Stop talking about this, you can quickly let Trossa and the others handle the things I just told them."
"Yes."
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It was getting dark, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Hohenheim was checking the injuries on his body in a small hotel in the northern suburbs. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the person outside shouted: "Room service."
"Please come in."
The waiter pushed the door in and held the dining cart to place the food. On the table: "Here is the dinner you asked for, and the ointment I bought for you."
"Thank you, here is your tip on the table." Hohenheim re-wrapped the gauze and put it on clothing.
“You take your time and enjoy.”
Although Hohenheim was worried about his wife's safety, he still had to eat. He covered his wound and sat at the table, only to see a note on the table: "Huh?"
'Want to go back? For your wife, take the Ten Thousand Eye Stone to the small mountain island of Longxin Lake in the royal capital. If you don't see anyone for two days, we will cut your wife into pieces and return them to you. ’
Hoynheim was startled and hurried out of the room, but the waiter who delivered dinner could no longer be seen.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Judy and Sofina had just come back and happened to bump into Hohenheim running out of the room. Hohenheim asked: "Did you see a waiter going down?"
"No, what's wrong?" Sophie asked.
Hohenheim told them about the note.
Sofina read the note: "It doesn't say who they are. It seems to be to prevent you from making other preparations. But since their goal is the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone, they won't hurt you for the time being. Wife."
Judy said: "The Thousand Eyes Stone is just the broken stone in the box. Does it look like it is valuable? There are stones everywhere.”
Hoinheim said: “I don’t know what the value of that thing is, but I didn’t expect that my wife would have such a thing. It took a lot of effort for my wife and I to get rid of it. When we came out of the capital, we thought about living an ordinary and secluded life in the countryside, but this stone made us... alas~"
Sufina said: "Now the Wanyan Stone is the only way you can save your wife. If you care about your wife's safety, I think it's best not to do other unnecessary things. We can wait until you get your wife back."
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In the dead of night, not many people were walking around on the street in front of the Prime Minister's official residence, but at this time, a dozen vigorous figures came to the vicinity of the official residence.
They are all masters, top-notch assassins in the Assassin’s Guild and the Assassin’s League. In the tasks they have experienced, they have always worked alone, because any one of them can complete it. Than difficult assassination mission. However, at this time, these proud and aloof assassins gathered together for the same goal and the same mission - Zarberg.
They didn't speak, didn't make any noise, and didn't do anything unnecessary. They just looked around, then turned over and jumped into the wall of the official residence. This is their tacit understanding, a tacit understanding they share as assassins. Even though they have never cooperated, this tacit understanding seems to be innate.
They jumped into the wall, jumping in from different positions. Sneaking, reconnaissance, and observing everything hidden in the dark are their special skills, because they themselves are people who are good at hiding. They quickly avoided the magic circles and traps, and the special powder they spread hid their smell, making them smell like natural air. They held their breath and concentrated, and their slowed breaths were slowly released with the rhythm of space. They knew that assassinating such a person would expose themselves even if they were not careful, so they did not allow themselves to be relaxed or careless, because even if they were not careful, they would be exposed. Even the smallest mistake could cost them their lives.
They walked quietly, approaching the target house. Occasionally, they took action, allowing them to quietly deal with the guards who hindered their sneaking. However, just when they were about to sneak into the main house and carry out separate assassinations, an accident finally occurred.
Accident is a very interesting word. For some people, the appearance of accident represents a reversal of desperate situation, while for others, accident is a fatal murderous intention. Undoubtedly, for these assassins, the accident represents the latter meaning, which means that their lives are in serious crisis.
Of course, this accident is only for the assassins. On the contrary, for these defenders hiding in the dark, this is their necessity, which inevitably means that this is their responsibility and work.
One by one, masters flashed out from deeper corners. The sharp blades represented their ruthless will to kill. The blood splattered on the blades was the neatest killing, and everything happened in the shortest moment. Finish.
It's over. This isn't surprising, but it's a bit surprising that it ended in such a short period of time. It only lasted two or three minutes, and there wasn't even a more intense fight before everything was over. Or for those first-class assassins, they are never so easy to be killed in normal times, but here, such accidents are just normal.
"A total of seventeen people, seventeen monsters, all killed." Cold tone, concise words, this indifference is their most disdainful answer, because such a result cannot make their tone rise. A slight ripple.
Of the seventeen people who were killed, each one was an assassin from a different profession and had different skills. Unfortunately, they did not even have time to show their own strength, and they died under more skillful assassinations. . To be able to kill seventeen masters in an instant requires not only strength, but also a heavy ambush. As long as the ambush is good, a weaker person can also kill a stronger person.
Hearing the news about the assassin reported by Butler Ganner, Zalberg said: "Is this the person Radat sent to die? Before this, he had tried to assassinate me more than once. At home, on the way to the palace, in various situations He has tried many times, but none of them have been able to hurt me."
Butler Ganner said: "In addition to the people we recruited, there are more experts sent by the organization. I am very concerned about your safety, Prince.”
"Of course, if I die, it will not be easy for them to find another person like me."
Ganna said: "I haven't seen the assassin for a long time. These people's The arrival shows that Radat has been cornered."
"If he is not cornered, he will not join forces with Monica to deal with me. He should know very well who Monica is. , a hereditary Grand Duke, How could he not covet the power of the royal capital? Radat wanted to drive the tiger to devour the wolf, but failed to see that I, the greedy wolf, could not be swallowed by a tiger." Zarberg slowly clenched his fists: "My butler Ganner, please take care of yourself. What I want to get is not just a throne, I want to get more."
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(End of chapter)