The Resetting Lady

'50 is enough for Lord Raymond alone.’

Raymond's biggest advantage was his ultra-long shot. And what was even more surprising was the fast-paced events. Raymond's concentration and accuracy were beyond imagination. He swept the battlefield at several times the speed of a regular sniper.

By the time someone finds out where he is, they'll kill everyone there by themselves. Raymond's vision didn't even require a sight, and he was also a person who looked ahead and chose the location of the shooting beyond what the general public thought.

If he had such a cover, 50 was not a very scary number.

Zion covered Lewis with his clothes and forced him to step back. If you drag on and stop, you can throw a bomb. Louis's aristocrats could have died, but more importantly, Louis.

Raymond's right judgment was to keep Zion beside Lewis. Zion was good at leading rapidly changing situations while protecting targets with priority. Zion slowly watched people from behind a tree.

Gunmen stopped firing as their allies died. He jumped in thinking of a one-sided massacre, but realized that he was in a position to be hunted.

"Find it! There's a sniper! Everybody backed away and went under the tree....”

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The man in the lead was shot off the jaw. The figure was cruel, but it didn't take a breath. He himself, whose jaw was blown away, fell into a panic, and the soldiers around him also screamed while watching him.

"The latecomers are joining us soon! Don't panic!"

The situation was settled to some degree by someone's cry.

"What do you mean, a latecomer…"

Louis murmured behind Zion.

The situation was embarrassing, but he managed not to panic. Louis looked at the face of a king with a blue, cool face beyond the collapsed wall. As the smoke subsided, the king's face could be seen from afar. I wanted to run and shake him up right away, but I know he shouldn't.

When did he start preparing?’

Lewis glared at the prince's palace.

I thought there would be a time to kill myself anytime. But I did not think that I would kill the king, and that I would kill all the nobles on the side of Louis.

Anger began to flare up in Lewis' eyes.

***

"Was Lord Raymond your lover? That's pretty good."

Gwiz looked down and said,

"My lover..."

"I know he's the only one who can do that. Don't lie now and look down. I knew you had something to do with Raymond earlier.”

Karen still looked down from Prince Gwiz, rubbing her throbbing limbs. I quickly tried to locate Zion and Lewis, but I couldn't see them well.

As the mist of the bomb gradually cleared away, Karen could see below. The chaotic time soon passed and people were confronted with tension. The nobles who had brought the children lay prostrate here and there, laying their bodies on them.

"What a tearful denial and a pity.”

“…….”

"I'm trying to kill my son right now.Isn't it ironic?”

Karen shut her mouth. Gwiz didn't seem to want any more response from himself. Gwiz looked down like he was watching a play.

"But that won't be long either.”

Soon the board will be turned upside down.

Gwiz then recited and looked down.

***

Boom, boom.

"Oh, my God. Still?"

"He'll be here soon. Hold still!”

The captain of the enlisted men stood by, shouting at others. Half of them have already died. I was afraid to turn my head when I became the target of the moving foot and foot shooting. In this situation, the plan to clean up the aristocrats of Lewis's side first fell through.

But it will come soon. Their master was the man to be the king of this country.

"Do you know what you're doing now? What are you doing to Prince Louis?"

As they spent a long time sitting still, a big noble child spoke loudly. When they are not close to them, they start to have courage similar to Manyong. The captain roared with anger at the sight.

"Shut up! Kids suck baby nannies!"

"…it's you who will shut up!"

"…I'll kill you."

An unbearable soldier stepped up and aimed at the child with his gun.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Bang!

But it was the soldier who fell. He became a dead body lying on the ground without being able to hold onto it. The soldiers did not dare to move further.

"Oh, shit…."

The soldiers began to curse in tears.

I didn't expect this at all. I thought it was a matter of being careful with only a few of the knights around Prince Louis. Because it was a royal palace, other nobles could not bring guards.

"The order from His Highness is still...?”

"No, but we just have to face it for a second. There's no means of connecting those nobles with the outside. Soon... when I come... They're all going to die....”

Most of the aristocrats next to Prince Louis had children of their own age at best, so most of them were young couples who wanted to have kites with their children.

More experienced, more insidious nobles preferred Prince Gwiz to Prince Louis. This is because he calculates and moves to the throne much faster than Lewis in various circumstances than Prince Gwiz's personal personality.

And they promised to send their soldiers to Prince Gwiz, not Prince Lewis, in cooperation. They all agreed to the new king's appointment, so if they were killed, all the work would be done.

Snipers are stopping them from far away, but the situation changes when thousands of latecomers come. Even the best sniper can't handle thousands of people at once. Only one foot at a time. At that time, he fell back and found the sniper and vowed he would never kill him nicely.

"Other soldiers are coming soon....”

I'm sure more will come.

They promised one another.

And they will be honored with Prince Gwiz.

"…soon…."

I clenched my teeth. But I couldn't pick up the gun. As long as they hold guns in their hands, their heads will fly away. We have to wait for reinforcements. Wait and you'll come. They said they definitely promised....

***

Bang!

"…what is it?"

Prince Gwiz clenched his teeth with bloodshot eyes. I punched down the wall. The situation is going in a direction he didn't expect. Karen stood quietly beside her. Gwiz muttered madly in and out of the room. The attitude that had been relaxed a little while ago was nowhere to be found.

"Where are they? Why are you so late?”

The promised soldiers were not coming. Some of the military police in the palace were captured, but not all. In order to win the victory, Prince Gwizu's soldiers and his aides had to start first and take care of everything in front of them. That way, he can capture all of Prince Louis' supporters.

But Prince Gwiz's private soldiers were being stopped by Raymond, and the nobles did not send the promised soldiers. It's impossible. They had a price Gwiz had promised, and most of them were the ones who would suffer great losses if Louis ascended to the throne.

It is unlikely that Lewis would have recruited them.

"But…why?"

Why isn't he coming? Why don't you keep your promise? Gwiz's mind was filled with confusion. Why isn't anyone sending their soldiers?

"Why?"

“…….”

Karen shut her mouth.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know anything, Your Highness."

"There's no way you don't know......you're not gonna ask me what the hell happened!"

“…….”

There was no answer to Karen's arm when she shook it hard.

"What have you ruined?”

"Your Grace, I don't know anything."

"Didn't you tell yourself you've lived hundreds of years? What the hell did you do?"

Gwiz's hand went up to Karen's neck, not her arm. He was ready to give strength to his hands. But as Gwiz got excited, Karen became more and more calm.

"Well, did you believe that?”

“…….”

"Are you a twit?"

Crack.

The ears were shaking and I gave strength to my hands. Karen was strangled. Karen frowned, but she didn't rebel much. Karen's feet floated into the air. Gwiz's hands strangled stronger and stronger. It was time Karen's vision turned white.

Bang!

"Let go, Your Highness."

Zion Electra aimed at Prince Gwiz next to Prince Lewis with a gun. His face was covered with sweat and blood, but his eyes were big.

"Leave her here right now, Your Grace."

Karen fell from Gwiz's hand.

"Cough, cough."

Karen coughed holding her neck.

Gwiz glanced at Karen and then turned to Zion. When Xion saw the gun he aimed at, he opened his mouth with a face that said, "It's the same."

"Name yourself."

"Xion Electra... It's just come on out. If you don't want a hole in your head.”

"The seed of Raymond Seyertes? At least a dirty old man...Back off. I'm the crown prince of this country and you're no match for a gun."

"Not a seed...Oh, damn it, don't you."

Sion approached Prince Gwiz, spitting blood.

"I said back away."

"The moment you put your hand in your clothes, you'll have about three holes in your head."

"No matter what you say, if I die, you will be put to death."

"Oh, dear.

Then a young voice intervened.

"It's all right, Dad. You don't have to worry about my article."

"…Lewis."

"Daddy."

The eyes met.

"It's over now."

Prince Louis said goodbye quietly.

***

"I got a call from the lady. It's been taken care of."

"What about Isela's lover?"

"I'm fine."

"Yes."

Berdick sighed.

"It's over now.”

Not long ago, Verdick was eventually turned over by Icela Evans' earnest request and threat.

"I'm going to gamble as a merchant. Father, give it to Prince Louis."

It was a word that his daughter, who ran away from home, came back and pointed her gun at Berdick.

"Isela crazy?"

"I think this is the only way he'll listen. I'll drop the gun when you're done."

"…you crazy…."

"I've called your Highness. And my father cooperates. This is a chance for our entire family to be treated more than aristocrats, beyond surviving."

Berdick was initially furious enough to hold a whip for his daughter, but turned to Isela's long persuasion. The weapon in hand added to its persuasion.

"If you succeed, you will be nobleman, if you fail, you will be a traitor."’

It was more of a deterrent than a persuasion, but Berdick had no choice but to recognize that Isella was deeply involved out of control.

'This is how things go, so let's call Lewis, not Gwiz.’

And once he made up his mind, it was Berdick Evans who did his best.

Berdick Evans had direct talks with Prince Louis. I didn't know that Prince Lewis and the usurer would be so intertwined, but this is also a destiny and an opportunity.

"I will give you what neither Marquis nor His Majesty can give you."

"I am deeply grateful to you."

When the word came out of the crown prince's mouth, Berdick was sure he had lined up properly.

Prince Gwiz is ungrateful. He was born king. He was a ruler. It was natural for him to receive and without giving. He was even more so to merchants who had a lot of behind-the-scenes stories like Berdick.

However, Prince Louis treated Verdick Evans not as a usurer but as the father of Isela, who helped him deeply, and thanked him.

It was the treatment Verdick wanted so much. It was a royal acknowledgment that money alone could not buy. It was also an answer promising future cooperation.

"Take a list of all the nobles who are at odds with your Highness, King Louis."

When the merchant, who had built up his fortune by misdeeds, decided to line up with Lewis, the board quickly turned upside down. It's too obvious for Gwiz, but Lewis doesn't know. Verdick had a good grasp of the corruption and corruption of numerous nobles.

Berdick wrote them one letter at a time.

And the nobles had to choose again, and all of them chose silence.

"Icella looks a lot like me."

"More than that.”

Selina helped from the side.