novelonline Chapter 3764 A Turbulent Night at the Yodl Palace
Chapter 3764 A Turbulent Night at the Yodl Palace
Chapter 3764 A Turbulent Night at the Yodl Palace
By day, he was on a remote southern island facing a scene of impending doom; by night, he was discussing marriage with the king's aunt with the king of the north. This once again made the outsider understand the meaning of "the fickleness of fate." But unlike Claire's feeling of unreality about her promotion, Shad was certain that it was all real, after all, he had grasped everything through his own efforts.
Will this night end like this?
After "her" meaningful question, the story took another unexpected turn tonight.
That happened near the end of Shad's meeting with the king. The quiet night was filled with some noise. Shad looked up at the window behind the king, and Larousse III stopped speaking, shook his head, and said to Shad:
"Don't worry, the guards will handle it."
But the noise didn't stop; instead, it grew louder and louder. Just as Shad and Larousse III stood up, a gunshot rang out from very close to the window, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the study window, though the glass didn't shatter.
"This glass is bulletproof special glass."
King Larousse III remained calm and even had time to explain to Shad. Just as Shad was about to ask if the bulletproof glass could stop other things, he saw a dark, smoking "stone" fly from the side of the window, hit the glass, and then fall to the bottom of the window.
"Steam bomb!"
Boom!
The explosion and the crashing sound of shattering glass almost made Larus III dizzy. When he came to his senses, he found himself being held down by Shad under the desk. All he could see were pen holders that had been blown off the desk, several sheets of paper, and ink meandering from the edge of his vision toward his shoes.
The extreme shock left him momentarily unable to discern whether he felt fear or rage. Fortunately, although the explosion of the steam bomb had shattered the study's glass, the walls of the room remained unaffected.
Because of the obstruction of the desk and the considerable distance between the desk and the window, Larousse III was not injured.
Just as he was wondering how he had been dragged under the desk by Chad, he heard the sound of someone climbing through the window.
Three strangers in black coats, armed with guns, stormed in. After scanning the room and finding no one, they looked at the desk. Just then, the study door was pushed open from the outside, and three red-clad eunuch servants, also armed, aimed at the window and pulled the triggers. The three strangers who had climbed in were immediately shot and fell to the ground.
The three attendants were excellent marksmen. Just as Shad and Larousse III crawled out from under the desk, the explosion also came from the corridor outside the door. The eunuch attendant with the gun said:
"Your Majesty, the Yodl Palace has been attacked. Some of the royal guards have defected and helped the assassins break in. Our men are currently engaged in firefight with the traitors."
His Majesty the King has regained his composure after the initial shock:
"Leave from Exit 3 first."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Then one of the three went to the window, one stood at the door, and the other went to the bookshelf on the left and did something, causing the bookshelf to open outwards, revealing the entrance to the secret passage.
"Go together."
Larousse III spoke to Shad, and Shad followed.
One of the three attendants stayed behind, while the other two entered the secret passage first. After all four had entered, the door closed. Shad followed Larousse III without giving it much thought. The three assassins who had just died were ordinary people, and his keen senses had not detected any suspicious elements. It should just be a normal assassination attempt.
Although it's a bit of an exaggeration that the assassins, with the help of the traitorous royal guards, broke into Yodl Palace and even blew open the window of the king's study, the war was about to begin, and outsiders considered the current situation to be normal.
His "powerful spatial awareness" allowed him to know the direction of the secret passage, and soon the group appeared from a corner of the courtyard surrounded by the building where the study was located.
The wall in one corner of the courtyard was opened, and Shad recognized it as the courtyard where many foreign envoys had been waiting to be summoned when he arrived. Now, however, the courtyard was empty, though the gas lamps surrounding it illuminated the area brightly.
The fighting was still going on inside the building. What Xia De was most curious about was which faction had launched the attack on the Yodel Palace today, since there were plenty of reasons to do so.
"Your Majesty, this way."
The tall, thin attendant in red spoke softly, trying to lead Larousse III around the courtyard and away from there. But a gunshot rang out from behind, and the attendant clutched his lung and collapsed to the ground, immediately losing consciousness.
Shad glanced to the side and saw another slightly plump, clean-faced attendant who didn't fire a follow-up shot. Instead, he turned his gun towards Larousse III, whose expression had finally turned ugly beside Shad.
"Your Majesty, did you not expect this?"
The moonlight illuminated the scene, and Shad hadn't expected such a wonderful performance on his evening outing. Meanwhile, the middle-aged king, a head shorter than Shad, was frowning.
“I really didn’t expect this, Luke. You’ve served at the Yordle Palace for twenty years, and I believe I’ve never treated you unfairly during those twenty years. What’s the reason for this? Or is it that you had a problem from the very beginning?”
"Let's ask my poor sister that question after you're dead."
The short, stout eunuch servant said, and Shad immediately thought of a long list of love and hate stories.
"I know about your family. Your sister died of illness. What does that have to do with you pointing a gun at me now?"
The squire holding the gun had a ferocious expression on his face; he wouldn't be surprised if the squire pounced on Larousse III Shad the next moment.
"Oh, Your Majesty, do you really believe any intelligence your subordinates give you? If that information is accurate, why are you now being pointed at by me with a gun?"
“Luke, no matter what happened back then, at least you still have a chance to turn back now.”
"Your Majesty, from the very beginning you never gave me a chance to turn back. Go and confess to my poor sister."
"Wait a mininute!"
Although the two were engaged in a heated conversation, Shad was indeed standing to the side. He had stepped in front of Larousse III as the resentful servant prepared to fire, feeling that he had been ignored.
"Hamilton of Rejed, do you want to die for Larousse III?"
The fat servant then looked at Shad and was about to shoot him first. But just then, hurried footsteps were heard, but unfortunately, it wasn't the guards from the Yodel Palace who appeared, but another stranger dressed in black.
The other person had the typical appearance of a southerner, and anyone whose ancestors for three generations had southern blood could never become a staff member of the Yodl Palace.
The stranger was just an ordinary person. Upon seeing the three people confronting each other in the courtyard, he immediately raised his gun as well, naturally pointing it at Larousse III as well.
"This assassination was indeed destined to succeed!" (Carsenrick's words)
"Ok?"
"Do it!"
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Three gunshots rang out simultaneously in the courtyard. After the gunfire subsided, Larus III, holding a small pistol, saw Shad's fist right in front of him with a trembling smile. At the same time, he felt his heart pounding faster than ever before.
But this is what it feels like to be alive.
Shad withdrew his clenched fist and opened it to show Larousse III the black bullet lying in his palm.
The three shots were fired by the fat servant, the man in black, and Larousse III, respectively. Shad caught the man in black's bullet, the fat servant's bullet grazed Larousse III's cheek, and Larousse III's bullet pierced the fat servant's forehead.
There were quite a few sharpshooters tonight, and Shad, being the fourth person present, naturally didn't fire a shot, because he was very law-abiding and didn't bring a gun at all.
"you"
His Majesty the King tried to calm his racing heart. He glanced at Shad, then at the black-clad man who stood frozen in place. Shad, meanwhile, looked at the bullet in his hand and explained:
"I've paused time on that person. He's just an ordinary person. Shoot him again in a bit, that way even if the Church reads his memories later, nothing will happen. This bullet..."
Gunfire was still echoing in the surrounding buildings, but it wasn't as intense as before.
Larousse III lowered the small pistol that had slid out of his sleeve. He looked Shad up and down, but didn't seem particularly surprised.
"So, you were right, just like my aunt. My aunt really couldn't choose Pu."
"Some things don't need to be said."
Shad spoke, then looked at the situation in the courtyard. Standing were him, Larousse III, and the black-clad man whose time had been frozen; lying on the ground were the tall, thin servant who had been shot by the traitor earlier, and the fat servant who had just been shot dead by Larousse III.
"These people are all ordinary people, but there's something wrong with this warhead. The church will definitely inquire about what happened later."
"The four of us fired our guns separately, and both of their shots missed, while both of our shots hit."
As he spoke, King Larousse III took another small, exquisite pistol from his pocket and handed it to Shad, who then aimed it at the man in black and pulled the trigger.
The time freeze ended, and the other person, clutching his chest in disbelief, collapsed to the ground. But then another gunshot rang out. Shad looked over and saw that Larousse III had shot and killed the tall, thin servant lying unconscious on the ground, a bullet wound to the lung.
“I’m not sure if he was conscious just now, or if he heard our conversation when he was hit by a stray bullet. I will take care of his family.”