Events unfolded just as Old Stick had expected. The one kneeling on the ground and wailing was not Absek.
It was a guy named Horse King.
The man first burst into tears, trembling with rage, then drew his sidearm and pointed it at Anwo, the perpetrator.
Everyone at the scene was startled.
Even Anwo, who knew he was putting on an act, felt his heart leap into his throat, afraid the bastard might make the act real and silence him for good.
But remembering Isher's instructions and Absek's promise, he still forced himself to stand there without moving, putting on an unyielding front.
"Fuck, this guy can't die..."
Seeing the mission target about to get whacked, Dog Brother let out a soft cry and frantically signaled to Eagle beside him, asking what they should do.
Old Stick merely chuckled and reassured him in a very soft voice.
"Relax. He won't die."
When had a mission target ever died in a cutscene?
Eagle thought so too, but he did not dare gamble on those odds. Answering Old Dog's summons, he stepped forward and spoke in fluent Human Alliance language.
"Cough! Everyone, calm down. Whatever grievances you have... are you treating us as if we don't exist?"
I'm an Alliance envoy, damn it!
The title might be watered down, but the Alliance name still carried some weight, right?
As if he had heard Eagle's thoughts, his words did have some effect.
That Horse King indeed "calmed down" somewhat, lowering his trembling gun barrel by an inch, though not all the way.
At that moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the great hall. Lion King Absek had finally arrived, fashionably late.
Although he had planned this coup himself, seeing Yanush staring wide-eyed as he slumped on the throne, Absek still felt his heart