Some soldiers heard commotion inside the warehouse, as if someone were rummaging around inside."Hey, check inside!" A junior sergeant ordered one of the soldiers standing closest to the warehouse to go in."Roger that, sir!"Although he wore a suit of armor on his body, it didn't entirely dispel his fear.He had checked the front yard and knew what had just happened to the mercenaries."He couldn't have done it alone if he weren't a Warrior!" he thought.The thought worried the soldier that his armor might not be enough to save him.As the soldier ventured deeper into the warehouse, he scanned his surroundings.Due to the dim conditions in the warehouse, he didn't find anything strange except for some rats seemingly searching for food."Reporting, sir!" The soldier used the walkie-talkie attached to his ear. "Warehouse is clear! Just some sounds from a few small animals!""Come back here!" came the response from the other end."Roger that, sir!"The soldier turned back and prepared t
"Hey, all of you, don't just stand there! Quickly spread out and check the surroundings!" Napoleon shouted loudly. "Find and kill anyone you consider dangerous!""Alright, Sir!"Fifty soldiers following Napoleon consisted of five junior sergeants, each commanding nine soldiers."Brother, I'll head towards 3 o'clock!""I'll go towards 6 o'clock!""I'll patrol the area around 9 o'clock!""Let me check in the direction of 12 o'clock!"Forty soldiers dispersed in four different directions."Don't let your guard down! Watch every corner and report any suspicious movements!" The fifth sergeant commanded the remaining soldiers to guard around Napoleon."Why? Are you feeling fear creeping into every nerve in your body?" Jarred smirked cynically at Napoleon. Although he couldn't clearly see the scientist's expression behind his helmet, he was sure terror was now haunting him."Shut up, you idiot! You can breathe a little longer because I have to deal with this mysterious attacker first!""Oh n
"Thank you, young master! My name is Jarred, Jarred Cohen! I will forever be indebted for what you have done for me!" Jarred bowed towards Jack. He could see that the young man was a good person, even though he didn't know who he was."No need to be too formal!" Jack smiled. "May I know where Matilda is?"Jarred was slightly surprised by the question. However, he couldn't simply trust someone he just met. "Should I tell him the truth?" Jarred wondered. "What if he's a Wigram?"As if sensing Jarred's hesitation, Jack spoke again. "You don't need to worry about who I am! I'm Mr. Calder's friend! You can verify my identity with him!"Jarred glanced briefly at Jack. He saw no hint of doubt there. "Alright, you can come with me!"Jarred led Jack to a wooden house by the lake.There, four people were on guard, holding long-barreled weapons."Brother Jarred!"Jarred just nodded slightly.Knock-knock!"Madam, are you inside? Someone wants to meet you!"After knocking on the door, Jarred stepp
In a secluded area in Emerald Terrace.In contrast to the quiet atmosphere around it, the surroundings of Marquis Julien de Montclair's palace appeared bustling.The gate, usually closed, was now wide open, with several men in black suits standing guard in front of it, pistols hanging from their waists.From afar, a long line of cars could be seen, waiting to be verified by the guards.One by one, the cars passing through the gate were luxurious vehicles, with even the cheapest appearing to be in the range of five hundred thousand RG."Mr. Hayden," the guard said, looking to the passenger seat to confirm his identity.At the same time, other officers used sophisticated detectors to check the cars."All right, please proceed! Thank you for visiting our event!" The officer said politely.The queue proceeded orderly until it was Jack's turn for verification."Jack, do you want me to change your identity?" Quantara whispered in his ear."No need! Don't we have enough money to buy it!" Jac
6:00 PM.Jack stood in the main courtyard of the palace once owned by the late Marquis Julien de Montclair. He was right in front of the building dominated by its white color. Currently, everyone was given an hour to wander around and see what the palace held."Look at that painting! It's Heinrich's famous work! For years, no one has been allowed to see this painting except for today!""Wow! Is that chandelier in this room made of gold? Why does it look so beautiful to my eyes? It fits perfectly with the overall color scheme of this room!""Is this a sculpture by Reinhorf? Oh my, it's truly meticulously carved! If I didn't see it firsthand, I wouldn't believe people saying that this sculpture is so lifelike!"These were the voices Jack heard every time he focused his gaze on each part of the palace. Not only could he hear them, but Jack could also clearly see the shapes and colors of each room's interior.Heinrich's painting in the art gallery room was treated differently from other p
Everything was making sense to Jack now."Irvin deliberately organized this palace auction event to lure Jeremy out of Calder Manor!" murmured Jack.That's why the gatekeepers earlier prevented Jack from entering. It was because those who attended this event were not ordinary people. They were all invited guests who, of course, were either mafia members or people supporting Irvin.Not only that. "Irvin also invited people who support Mr. Calder so that he can kill them all at once!"Besides the mafia members, important people who had been supporting Jeremy, both covertly and overtly, also received invitations."This is a trap! This is a massacre!" muttered Jack. "They must be warned to leave this place immediately!"As Jack muttered, Quantara said in his ear, "It seems we're a little late, Jack! Try to look at the eight o'clock direction!"Jack directed his gaze to another room inside the palace as Quantara indicated.It was a very spacious private room equipped with luxurious furnitu
Jack felt that the voice wasn't unfamiliar to him. He knew whose voice it was.As he turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, a beautiful girl in a knee-length red dress stood before him.Jack didn't need much time to realize that the girl was the same one he had seen at the opera house.Maartje Dujardin, the daughter of Governor Crystalbrook."Musician? Singer? A Warrior?" The girl spoke those words without shifting her gaze from Jack. "I wonder how someone with extraordinary talent like yours hasn't stood out much until now?""What are you trying to say exactly?""At first, I thought you were just a simple figure, a highly talented piano expert or a singer with a golden voice! But, it seems your identity isn't that simple!"Jack still didn't understand what the girl was trying to say. "Please, can you be more to the point? I'm having a bit of trouble understanding your speech!" Maartje narrowed her eyes. Jack's disrespectful demeanor slightly offended her. She took
As Jack's lips landed on Maartje's cheek, Quantara spoke with a hint of surprise, "Ummm, seems like there's a misunderstanding between you two?""What do you mean?" Jack, still pressing his lips against the soft and fragrant cheek of the girl, wondered."What she means is she's willing to help you as long as you report directly to her and not to anyone else!""What?" Jack quickly drew back his face.In front of him, Maartje still appeared very surprised by what Jack had done."You..." That's all that came out of the girl's mouth. Her face turned very red, especially her cheeks.Whatever happened between the two seemed to have angered Wim, who had been watching them since earlier."Bastard!" he cursed. Wim, who had locked Jack's chest as his target, no longer hesitated to pull the trigger.Bang!"Jack, move now! He's firing!" Quantara reminded him.Jack would move at that moment, but his brain could think quickly. "If I dodge now, the bullet will definitely hit Lady Maartje!"Without a