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"And then, I'll remind you, that fellow, Valut, he and the leader of the Albion Rebellion, Kolomwe, are both part of the Light Alliance. He, of all people, is going to assassinate Willus." Horton stared into Gelfin's eyes looking serious and serious.

Gelfin frowned, "I can't trust you easily. Perhaps you're the assassin who is going to assassinate Willus, and you were also sneaky enough to approach the manor this afternoon."

"That time, I just wanted to warn Willus without alerting anyone else. After all, Louise didn't want him to die," Horton explained.

"Louise?"

"That's the girl with the pink hair, isn't she cute. She's my woman and a close friend of Anrietta's, and she was given this mission by Anrietta. Varut and I are both guards."

Gelfin remembered seeing the two in the evening, it seemed the pink haired girl was a bit sullen and the other was looking around warily. Maybe this guy was telling the truth?

"I think I'm close to being convinced by you. But there's one big problem with your words." Gelfin's eyes sharpened and he gently shook his wand, "And that is, no one can escape under the Wind Wizard!!!"

Instant [Wind Blade]. Four wind blades condensed from the air and stabbed towards Hao Tian.

Hao Tian looked astonished and drew his sword to block his body and swung in a row.

Dale Flinka's sword body glowed and absorbed all the wind blades.

Gelfin was slightly surprised, "Can absorb magic?"

The magic wand was pointing towards Hao Tian.

Hao Tian swung his sword to block.

"Boom" [Wind Hammer], a stream of condensed air was sent out from the top of the wand, and the huge force knocked Hao Tian backwards.

Hao Tian fell out and pushed three steps in a row to stand his ground.

"Old goods, just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others can't." Hao Tian ran and dodged Gelfin's continuous attacks of basic magic [Wind Blade] [Wind Hammer] as he cursed, "I'm telling the truth, remember what I said. Be careful of Valut. Or else Willus will die and you'll go regret it."

Because he didn't want to tear his face off with the royalists, Hao Tian only beckoned the attack and didn't attack at Gelfin. With Dale Flinka's magic and his own powerful body also withstood Gelfin's attack.

Without using the magic above the second level, Gelfin couldn't do anything to Hao Tian.

Stopping the attack, Gelfin stroked his beard in place, his eyes puzzled.

Hao Tian stood guardedly ten meters away, "Think about it, it's always right to worry more about that Wyrus of yours anyway. I'll be back here." Hao Tian turned to leave.

Gelfin didn't make a move to stop him, although he didn't trust Hao Tian as a person, he did worry about Willus. No wind, no waves, this man said this, someone should really be trying to do harm to Willus. I'll be more careful in these two days, but let's see who can harm Willus.

Making up her mind, Gelfin used [Float] to rise up and float back towards the manor. I guess Hao Tian's goal has been achieved.

Chapter 42 - Assassination

Since it was dusk when Louise and Valut arrived at the manor, Willus only arranged for the two to stay, without mentioning the letter. Book Seeking Novel qiushu.cc

At night, Louise had been traveling for days and was finally able to sleep in a comfortable bed. But couldn't sleep soundly. Through the window, looking at the double moon that was bigger than ever.

Hao Tian, I believe in, you, will come back.

I miss you so much, where are you, Ho-ten.

Hugging a fluffy pillow, Louise tossed and turned on her bed, thinking of the unknown enablers, lovers, and people who promised the future.

At the same time, Valut quietly left the room.

Using the wind system [Floating] to make himself float three centimeters off the ground without making a sound, using his agility as a swordsman to avoid the guards in the distance, he moved in the shadows of the manor.

The hawk over the manor was concerned with the possible invasion of the outer perimeter, but instead knew nothing of the actions of Valut within.

Valut and Louise were placed in the guest rooms on the left side of the manor, the soldiers' quarters on the right, and the king, crown prince, and minister's quarters in the center. Valut was close to the center, and the soldiers' patrols became tighter.

Increasing the output of [Floating] magic from the shadows of the corner, Valut leapt up and stuck to the ceiling above the corridor, approaching the Albion royal family's bedroom on all fours through the corridor. The soldier patrolling with a sword below swept left and right and failed to spot Valut above.

After waiting quietly in the corridor a few houses away in the center, Valut finally got his chance. Several ministers, accompanied by Crown Prince Willus, emerged from the first of the right numbered rooms.

After sending the ministers away, Willus returned to that room.

Valut gecko-like climbed outside that room.

The door of the room was closed, and if it was broken with magic, it would surely alert the soldiers. Stalling for a while until Gelfin came would not succeed.

It would have to wait for the time when the room door would open again.

Valut was patient.

"The door opened with a puff, but it was one in the middle of the room. An old man described as haggard and dressed in a gaudy and majestic uniform stepped out and knocked on the door outside of Willus' room.

This is, the King of Albion. His lenient policies had swelled the power of the local nobles, which had eventually led to this rebellion.

Perhaps killing him would also cause the royalists to crumble.

Valut's mind was made up, as soon as he disarmed the [Floating] magic to fall down and cut off this incompetent king's head with a single wind blade, the course of war and history would change.

It was better to forget it, Willus was the pillar of the royalist faction, if the king died and Willus was crowned king, perhaps in the name of avenging the late king, the royalist faction would become stronger instead.

Valut watched as the king entered the royal prince's room.

Another hour had passed, the twin moons had begun to set in the sky and there was going to be no time left. Valut thinks to himself for another hour and gives up on this opportunity.

The king leaves the crown prince's room. The crown prince sends his father back to his room. The door did not close smoothly. Valut's eyes move and he drops down the corridor with a loose hand, landing instantly and tumbling into Willus's room, turning and hiding behind the door.

Willus sends his father away, sighing a little wearily and returning to his room.

Whether it was the ministers or his father, they all had their hopes pinned on themselves. Now that the rebel army had an absolute advantage, even if he had popularity, what could he do? You're going to come up with a solution out of thin air? Hah, perhaps it would be one's own loyalty to stick it out to the end, to die on the battlefield with one's father.

Closing the door, Willus walked over to the hall table with Albion's sandbox, a rough reflection of the rebel and royalist spheres of influence, the contrast in military strength, and some of the larger terrain. Looking at the rebels occupying over ninety percent of Albion and no one else, Willus sighed, "What can I do? It is Father who has made the rebellion so large that there is no other power in the country that can help us."

He sat down at the desk and opened a drawer to take out a ring and a letter.

Willus opened the letter and read it again by candlelight. The letter was written by Torristine's cousin after the Rebellion had taken the King's City, and it advised him that at the end of the day, he could take refuge in Torristine, and she would protect him even if he would be hostile to the Rebellion. Reading the letter, Anrietta's voice and face appeared in Willus's heart, a beautiful woman like water, if the two were not the heirs of Torristine and Albion. I'm sure he would have followed her side.

Now Torristine seemed to be in a worse position, and was heard to be seeking an alliance with Kelmania. Anrietta might also give up her throne and marry that barbarian-like King Kelmania as a princess by marriage.

"Boom," Willus relented, hammering heavily on the desk. That bearded fellow, Kelmania was founded only three hundred years ago, but was merely a barbarian kingdom that did not belong to the four countries handed down by the founding ancestors. Anrietta was actually marrying over there? If, and only if, Albion had the power, I would have stopped this.

But Albion is about to die. With the loss of the ally Albion, it's best for Torristine to ally with Kelmania if she wants to be safe. The envoy sent by Anrietta should be to retrieve this letter. If it was discovered, the marriage with the barbarian king would be ruined. Willus thought about making the letter public to ruin the alliance, but Anrietta would not be happy, she was just as dedicated to her country as he was. Even if she would sacrifice herself, she would endure it, I suppose.

"Good luck to you, Anrietta." Willus read the letter one last time, folded it, and walked over to the burning candle. Just burn the secret letter, Anrietta you can forget about me and marry that barbarian king for the sake of your own country. I will wish you happiness.

Willus placed the letter on the candle.

Valut, who had been hiding on the ceiling, finally stormed up.

Silently sending [Wind Hammer], ten head-sized air masses smashed at Willus from in front of Valut. The whistling wind made Willus turn around to look.

The air masses were vaguely seen in the candlelight refracting the light to reveal shapes. With his left hand, Willus raised his cloak in front of him and jumped back away at the same time.