Inspector Charlie entered the interrogation room, his eyes narrowing as he carefully studied Alex. “Who are you really, man? Why are so many people demanding your release?”“We military folks stick together. It’s called solidarity, don’t you think?” Alex replied, his tone cool and composed.“Crystal, don’t tell me I haven’t given you enough chances. Where is your brother hiding?” the inspector pressed.“I really don’t know,” Crystal answered.“Then both of you have made your choice.” The inspector’s voice was cold as he reached for his phone. Moments later, the door swung open, and four burly prisoners were ushered into the room.“Listen,” Inspector Charlie began, his tone turning menacing, “these men are the worst kind of prisoners, capable of killing without hesitation. They haven’t touched a woman in a long time. If you two continue to refuse to cooperate, you’ll regret it deeply. And although it pains me to see Crystal ravaged by them, no one will pity a traitor of the empire.”“I
From the front office, about twenty military special forces men stormed in, each armed with heavy weapons. Their presence was deadly, their aura filled with lethal intent.The crowd of people parted like the Red Sea as a gorgeous, alluring woman walked into the room with a serious face.“I warn you, lower your weapons now, or you will face the consequences,” Lavinia on military office uniform coldly commanded. The twenty elite soldiers, each a member of the Royal Empire's special guard, aimed their guns at the police.The police glanced at the special forces, recognizing their authority. These were the chosen ones, far above their pay grade. Some of the officers quickly dropped their weapons in surrender.Yet, a few stubbornly kept their guns raised, defiant. Within three seconds, the soldiers moved with lightning speed.Anyone who still held a gun aimed at them found their hands shot, and then the soldiers struck them down with the back of their weapon, sending them crashing to the g
Six months had passed since Aslan lost the war to the Archlion Empire, leading to its reformation as the New Empire.Vancouver now stood as the capital city of this transformed nation. In this bustling city resided Baron Ashworth.Alex found himself in the grand hall of the Ashworth mansion, standing beside Crystal Ashworth as they attended the 75th birthday celebration of the old Baroness, Lady Ashworth.The hall was adorned with antique chandeliers, their warm light casting a golden hue across the room. The scent of aged wood and vintage perfume filled the air, a nostalgic reminder of the grandeur that once was.Half a year ago, Crystal had received an urgent call from her mother, Tanya Ashworth, summoning her back to Vancouver. Tanya was once the wife of Peter Gavin, a top artist in Aslan.However, ten years after giving birth to Crystal, a scandal involving Tanya and an actor led to a bitter divorce.After the scandal, Tanya retreated to the Ashworth mansion, severing all ties wit
His eyes scanned the crowd. These were ex-Aslan nobility, people who had always looked down on commoners. They still clung to the old ways, even maintaining a slaver system in this so-called New Empire.‘It’s going to take a long time to change their habits,’ Alex thought, suppressing the frustration rising within him.Just then, the man stepped forward, his eyes locked on Crystal. “Lady Crystal, I am Count Cross,” he announced, his gaze lingering on her as if she were a prize to be claimed. “It has been a very long time since I heard your name and saw your beauty. Will you give me the honor of a dance?”“I am sorry, Count Cross, but I am a married woman. Please show your respect to me and my husband,” Crystal said firmly, her voice carrying the weight of her dignity.“Oh,” Count Cross replied, raising his hand as if suddenly remembering something. His brown hair glinted under the chandelier lights as he smirked. “Respect for your husband, right. I almost forgot.”He turned and called
Count Cross hurriedly called for his six guards, his voice dripping with fury, “This commoner, I want him dead right here, right now!”Immediately, Count Cross's bodyguards rushed into the banquet hall, their eyes locked on Alex. But Alex moved faster than any of them.With a swift and precise blow, he struck the first guard on the jaw, sending him crashing to the ground, knocked out cold with a single hit.One after another, Alex dispatched the remaining guards, his movements fluid and controlled.Despite facing six trained men, not one of them managed to land a hit on him. To everyone’s shock, Alex knocked them out with a single blow each.“Stop! Stop it!” Lady Ashworth screamed, her voice laced with panic. “You little scumbag, stop hitting Count Cross's people!”Alex turned to her, his eyes narrowing. “What? Are you saying I should let them hit me?” His words were sharp, dripping with sarcasm. “Is your brain functioning properly?”“I am your Baroness! Watch how you speak!” Lady Ash
The case of Alex being hurt while protecting his wife from a noble spread like wildfire among the former citizens of Aslan.It quickly gained support from the commoners, many of whom had faced similar situations when the King was in power.The King always sided with the nobility, leaving the voices of the commoners unheard and ignored.Now, with the Empire firmly in control, and one of its military soldiers being assaulted by a noble while trying to protect his own wife from humiliation, the ex-Aslan people found a reason to be brave.They launched protests, demanding the eradication of noble privileges and the implementation of equal laws for everyone.The nobility, desperate to maintain their power, started exerting political influence on the King. Their faction shouted, "If King Christopher dares to side with the commoners and strips us of our power, we will gather our forces and drive the entire Empire out!"On the other side, the commoners chanted in unison, "It is our time to fo
The next morning, as usual, the citizens gathered for their protest.But this time, something was different—there was an unsettling tension in the air.Both sides were already on edge since the death of the citizen.The nobles, sensing the unrest, prepared their guns, while some brave citizens, fueled by years of anger, dared to bring their own weapons.Families with long-standing grudges against the nobles saw this as their chance to finally exact revenge. It was now or never.Under Lavinia's command, the soldiers began coordinating with the leaders of the citizen groups, each made up of five members.Lavinia's voice was calm but firm as she addressed them. "Remember, you will target only the nobles, and it must be done simultaneously at 10 in the morning. Make sure they are all within your reach. If this fails, they will hide like turtles inside their houses."Meanwhile, Alex was at the flower shop, helping Crystal plant seeds and tidy up the flowers.The clock was ticking closer to
Five months ago, Alex had a serious conversation with Christopher about what they should do with the Aslan Nobles."Can we choose not to kill the nobles?" Christopher asked."Yes, we could," Alex replied. "But they’ve held onto their power over the population for generations. They've even changed the king twice, and now, the king is nothing more than a puppet without any real power.""They are the real power holders in Aslan," Alex continued. His gaze was distant, as if seeing the inevitable path ahead. "You cannot control all of Aslan without controlling the nobles.""Then we're going to control the nobles without killing them," Christopher said. "We will do it my way. We'll try for a few months.""I'll give you three months to check," Alex warned, his voice low, almost a growl. "If you don’t succeed, I'll need time to prepare for everything."Christopher nodded, determination hardening in his chest, yet a knot of dread twisted in his gut.After three months, Christopher had tried to