Free Web NovelChapter 1912: Chapter 460: Execute First, Report Later—A Lifetime Lost
"But while the death penalty can be avoided, living with a crime is unavoidable. Rules cannot be broken. Do you acknowledge your guilt?" Jiang Mi’er suddenly darkened her expression.
Black Scorpion immediately knelt down, trembling.
"Considering my loyalty, please show mercy, Chief."
"Show mercy? That depends on whether you have the worth for me to show mercy. I’ll give you three months, if you can’t deal with the Golden Leopard for me, there are plenty who can take your place."
Black Scorpion quietly breathed a sigh of relief. This person was his chance, this time he bet correctly.
"Rest assured, Chief, I will not disappoint you."
"That’s enough, you may leave. I’ll have someone escort you out. The island is under martial law these days, running into the Corps’ people won’t be pleasant for you," Jiang Mi’er waved her hand.
"Your subordinate takes their leave."
Black Scorpion rose and signaled to the person beside him. The two were about to turn to leave.
"Wait." Jiang Mi’er suddenly spoke.
Black Scorpion turned back with a smile, "Is there anything else, Chief?"
Jiang Mi’er’s gaze fell on the man, her eyes inscrutable. Just a moment ago, she felt a familiar vibe from this man.
But after thinking carefully, she couldn’t recall where she had seen it before.
As an excellent assassin, intuition is her means of survival, and her instinct told her something was off about this person.
She must not let any tiny shred of suspicion go, or it might become the very source of destruction for her and the organization.
The man stood there motionless, his back slightly hunched, appearing somewhat listless and lifeless.
Jiang Mi’er didn’t answer Black Scorpion’s question but instead walked step by step to the man’s side, staring closely at his face.
The man’s head hung low, from her angle, she could only see a grotesque and horrifying face marred like a ravaged ravine, making one’s scalp tingle.
"Raise your head."
Black Scorpion didn’t quite understand, and seeing the man still hesitating in confusion, hurriedly nudged him with an undertone of warning in his voice, "Didn’t you hear what the Chief said? Raise your head."
Finally, the man slowly raised his head, exposing an exceptionally hideous face. Even someone as composed as Jiang Mi’er couldn’t help but feel a twinge at her heart.
Keeping a calm, dark look, Jiang Mi’er smiled, "Your eyes... give me a very familiar feeling."
A feeling of déjà vu.
Beneath the calm, hidden turmoil brewed, capable of overturning heavens and earth with its force.
The man hesitated, as if he didn’t understand Jiang Mi’er’s words, with a blank expression.
Jiang Mi’er couldn’t help but smile; she was being too sensitive. How could it possibly be that person? freewebnøvel.coɱ
Moreover, such skin is impossible to fake; up close, the sense of realism was too strong.
She was just being overly suspicious.
"Chief, are you alright?" Black Scorpion cautiously asked while casting a glance at the man beside him.
Could there be something wrong with his identity?
"Nothing, you may go." Jiang Mi’er waved them off and turned to leave.
After the two left, Jiang Mi’er instructed her subordinates, "Have someone keep an eye on them for me."
In these extraordinary times, she had to be cautious; better safe than sorry.
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Black Scorpion didn’t expect this visit to go so smoothly. Returning with the chief’s trust and a weapon in hand, neither Hos nor Golden Leopard could defeat him.
"Hahaha... you’re truly my treasure. Let’s go, we’re heading back." Black Scorpion patted the man’s shoulder confidently, his pride evident.
The man kept his head down, his gaze utterly devoid of light, like a puppet with strings attached.
Black Scorpion didn’t notice this at all. After all, this person had a wooden temperament, and his only value was being a genius at making poison. If he were too clever, Black Scorpion wouldn’t trust him—being dull was easier to manipulate.
The two boarded the ship and left the island as silently as they had come.
Meanwhile, within General Gianna’s D-Corps, a small soldier had infiltrated.
"Group A and Group B, guard Gate One and Gate Two respectively. Groups C and D will take turns patrolling the central square, while Groups E and J are responsible for internal security. Everyone performs their duties, ensuring tonight’s ball proceeds smoothly. Above all, the personal safety of the Queen and Your Highness takes precedence. In the event of any emergencies, they may act swiftly and report later."
As Zoro, the leader of D-Corps, finished speaking, the groups dispersed orderly, maintaining diligence in their roles. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Yan Song, dressed in purple armor and wearing a helmet with a mask, hiding his visage, held a long spear while walking across the square, his eyes forward though his peripheral vision lingered on the towering palace in the sunset.
His group advanced step by step toward the palace.
Once he arrived here, he realized that he had been a frog at the bottom of a well, seeing only the sky above. Unbeknownst to him, the Queen’s influence had grown to such an extent, with military strength beyond his imagination. He could not fathom how that woman had built such a kingdom in just a few short years.
No matter how surprised he was inside, it did not halt his steps.
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As night fell, the entire hall glittered extravagantly beneath the enormous crystal chandeliers, luxurious and elegant, yet also exuding an impressive grandeur, everything seemed like a dream, giving an illusion of unreality.
Even standing among the royal aristocracy, having seen much of the royal luxury, Neo was dazzled by such splendor.
At the banquet, many elegantly and richly dressed men and women, all unfamiliar faces, mingled. There were both men and women, young and old, dancing to the serene music, contributing to the evening’s liveliness.
The arrival of Neo and Agunara attracted much attention from the young ladies, but no one dared to approach and strike up a conversation. They were after all chosen by the Queen for the Princess—who would be reckless enough to try and chat them up?
Agunara anxiously craned his neck towards the second floor.
Neo, flamboyant and mischievous, flaunted his charm.
Lorde, the last to appear, was dressed in a black suit, solemn and serious, without a hint of a smile. Compared to the freewheeling Agunara and extravagant Neo, he exuded considerable male charisma, prompting murmurs from ladies around.
"Pretending to be cool, not knowing people would think it’s a funeral," Agunara sneered.
Neo smiled slyly, winking at a cute young lady. Her cheeks flushed red, excited and at a loss.
"Oh? A funeral? Would you dare say that in front of the Queen?" Lorde’s lips curled into a mocking smile, not even bothering to give him a glance.
"Why wouldn’t I? Always with a deadpan face, thinking it makes him handsome? Pfft—watching makes me want to puke."
Lorde calmly raised an eyebrow, beckoning a young girl who had been looking at him with a finger. The girl, in disbelief, pointed at herself, and upon receiving Lorde’s nod of affirmation, rushed over excitedly, unaware of the envious, jealous eyes trailing her.
Lorde pointed at Agunara, then at himself, smiling, "Between the two of us, who is more handsome?"
The girl did not hesitate at all, "Of course, Young Master Lorde is the most handsome..."
Agunara nearly spit blood, "Lorde, have you no shame?"
Lorde crossed his arms, his expression a mixture of cold, mockery, and amusement, "Sorry, I am indeed more handsome than you. Even though you don’t want to admit it, it’s objectively true..."
"You..." Agunara’s face turned red with anger.
In terms of facial features, Agunara had more refined features than Lorde, having inherited the beauty of his mother, Gunara. However, he was merely a pretty face, while Lorde’s aura left him far behind. Standing together, the intensely masculine Lorde easily overshadowed the flowery Agunara, capturing young ladies’ attention.
Neo stifled a laugh. This Lorde appeared unsmiling but was actually quite cunning, able to outwit Agunara in just three sentences.
"The young girl’s words carry fan bias, don’t fully believe them, Your Highness," Neo advised soothingly.
"Hmph, what’s it to you? Get lost." Agunara snapped at anyone nearby.
Neo touched his nose, looking resigned and patient.
At that moment, someone remarked, "The Princess is here."
Neo and Agunara immediately lifted their eyes toward the second floor. Lorde slowly raised his head. As a Soldier King, he believed that love was something he would never have—a pastime for the idle.
Yet little did he know, with just one glance, he was entrapped for a lifetime.
Amidst myriad gazes, beneath brilliant lights, a young girl in a magnificent gown, wearing a princess crown, emerged step by step from the shadows.
Utter silence reigned, as if the world had hushed, leaving only that elegant figure, the sole brilliance in existence.
