Chapter 253
That was the sound of a piano coming from the next room... Many of them had heard it before. It was the sound of the best string player in all of Demacia.
"Miss Sona is here too? That's quite unexpected..." Warren shook his head. "So the 'Miss House Buvelle who was kidnapped by the Black Mage' that's been widely rumored was also taken away by Chen Ce ... What a pity."
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
Several Mageseekers immediately went to the next room.
Unfortunately, this means another hero's child will have to be killed... Warren didn't want to do this, but he's willing to sacrifice anyone to achieve his goal.
Not to mention a woman who was suspected of being a magician.
Barrett Buvelle is dead, and his daughter... should go down and join him.
"Leave no survivors," Warren calmly gave the order.
The Mageseekers stormed into the next room and indeed saw the girl playing the piano—she was dressed in a flowing formal suit, just as dignified and elegant as when she performed on stage.
Despite the sudden appearance of the assassin, her beautiful face showed no sign of fear.
She simply continued playing her instrument.
The enchanted music of the harp swept in, instantly knocking down the two Mageseekers at the forefront.
"She's Black Mage!" the Mageseekers behind shouted, clutching one Petricite after another in their hands.
The magic failed, Sona seemed to have no other options.
But she remained calm and unhurried.
Because before the Mageseekers arrived, the door to the room across the hall also opened.
A burly man wearing brass knuckles stood by the door, a cruel and excited smile playing on his lips.
"Leave no survivors!" One of the Mageseekers swung his knife at the strong man—just as they had planned from the start.
They never intended to let anyone upstairs go.
Leaving no survivors is the only way to ensure that things are done cleanly and thoroughly.
As the blade came hurtling towards him, the man nonchalantly threw a punch.
The next moment...
Boom!
The wall shattered, and a twisted figure crashed heavily onto the street.
The corridor fell silent instantly, Mageseekers stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Sett just smiled and bumped fists with Sett.
"Now, those who want to kill me, start lining up here!"
Clang, clang, clang...!
Several doors nearby opened one after another.
The brothers Yasuo and Yone led out with dozens of Windswordsman wielding their blades.
Upon seeing this, Warren suddenly realized that he was the one who had been tricked.
With a heavy heart, he grabbed a mithril dagger and stabbed at Jarvan IV —he knew his men couldn't defeat these "bodyguards," but he was willing to take Jarvan IV down with him.
As long as that man dies...
The mission is considered a success...!
"Your Highness! Please accept your death!!"
The blade struck again, and the weakened Jarvan IV was powerless to resist.
Just then, outside the window—a few meters above the ground—a pair of black wings suddenly appeared.
Just as the blade was about to strike, Warren caught a glimpse of the "floating" figure out of the corner of his eye.
In an instant, he was completely heartbroken.
Guardian Angel...
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Chapter 104 The Demon-Searching Leader Completely Collapses
Eldred realized something was terribly wrong.
Losing the entire eastern part of Demacia, represented by Tobicia, was already disastrous enough, but things weren't going well in Great City either...
The king is dead, now all we need to do is get rid of Jarvan IV... but we've failed... how could we have failed...?
That guy wasn't seriously injured, nor was he on the run... he was actually being protected...
A large group of strange, powerful individuals protected him... The dozens of Mageseekers sent were all wiped out... Even the Great City guards, whom they had intended to use as "eyewitnesses," were eliminated...
The prince left alive... alive...!
"The Kayle... the Kayle has discovered the prince... she's on his side... this is absolutely true...! Damn it...!"
With a gloomy face, Eldred walked through one magnificent corridor after another, heading straight for the main hall of the palace.
His muttering to himself revealed his inner panic.
Everything is going in a bad direction...
If Jarvan IV hadn't died, he would definitely have inherited the throne upon his return... Even if he has no one backing him now, it's impossible to kill him in front of the entire country... Even if he were to be developed into a "puppet emperor"? That might be possible, but the difficulty would be extremely high... That guy isn't stupid...!
The old king left him a group of loyal nobles, and that damned Seneschal of Demacia will definitely support him... Taking him down will not be so easy...!
But it's not over yet... Calm down... calm down...
Eldred took several deep breaths, his agitated mind beginning to rethink.
The Mageseeker Order currently enjoys low prestige among the people, but Tianna's previous "suppression of the magician rebellion" earned her considerable prestige, and the power that the Mageseeker Order lost has rightfully gone to her... Even if news of the fall of the East spreads, she will still have some supporters.
Jarvan IV isn't dead, then let him return to the royal family first... The people are very dissatisfied with the Lightshield Family right now—the losses of the Mageseeker Order stem from the royal family. There's still hope of ousting him.
Even if he must inherit the throne, he will be a "dishonest king," and he won't stay on the throne for long...
At that time, Tianna holds military power, can still rule over all of Demacia... As for those powerful figures, bribing them with the gold coins accumulated by the Mageseeker Order over the years is still feasible...!
Now all we need to do is find a few scapegoats... find a few people to take the blame and pin it on the Kayle, so she and the people can vent their anger and "uphold justice," then the rest can be resolved slowly...
The external threats from the north and east of Demacia are troublesome, but not too important for the struggle for the throne... At worst, we can bow down to them first and deal with them after Tianna takes over the kingdom...
They can't possibly wipe out Demacia outright... This is definitely just a threat or a plunder... The cooperation between the two countries isn't solid; they only need to offer a little benefit to make one of them back down... or even cooperate with them? Then a three-way balance of power can be formed... allowing them to check and balance each other...
Yes, that's it...
No problem... Absolutely no problem...
As long as Tianna takes control of Demacia... as long as that...
Eldred stopped in front of the tightly closed main gate of the royal palace.
He adjusted his posture and expression slightly, and took several deep breaths.
The thought of seeing Tianna sitting on the throne after opening the door immediately calmed him down—he even felt a little excited.
That woman who once looked down on him... has now ascended the throne of the kingdom by taking advantage of his position! He has dirt on her that he holds firmly in his hands!
She can no longer look down on herself like she used to!
That arrogant woman... now we'll teach her what respect is!
Eldred had already begun to fantasize about some wonderful scenarios... He and Tianna had been married for some time, but he had never even touched her hand, let alone consummated their marriage.
He was always looked down upon by that arrogant woman, treated like a lowly servant...
But now, things are completely different.
They must be treated as equals.
He could even try using some... forceful methods to make her submit, treat her more roughly... to let her know that she's just a woman...!
A woman!
Eldred derived the pleasure of revenge from her fantasies.
He was already imagining things he had never seen before... the curves beneath the armor... a graceful figure...
He felt his blood boiling.
So he pushed open the main hall door with a smile on his face.
Then...
The moment the door opened...
His smile froze on his face.
He looked up at the steps, his gaze naturally first landing on his feet before finally landing on the throne.
So the first thing he saw was a complete set of armor neatly arranged... made of pure mithril, exquisitely crafted and very expensive, with the insignia of the Dauntless Vanguard printed on it, and the four-winged emblem on the breastplate being the Grand Marshal's insignia. The steel plate protecting the neck area was also on the ground, placed next to the armor.
Looking further up... there are steps.
Above the steps...
It is the throne and Demacia Grand Marshal Tianna.
At this moment, she was only wearing a one-piece bodysuit; the armor she wore before entering the palace was naturally the same one on the ground.
She is currently...
Kneel on the ground.
She was wearing a collar around her neck.
In that moment of stunned silence, Eldred finally understood why the enemy had been wearing such thick armor... Even though they weren't going to the battlefield and were instead withdrawing their troops, why were they so heavily armored...?
Especially since there was a thick steel plate protecting his neck...
So it was for...
It is for...
Cover the collar around her neck...
Eldred stood there stunned for a long time.
With immense difficulty, she managed to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth. "Ti... Tianna...?"
The woman kneeling before the throne gave no response, as if the name "Tianna" was not hers.
At this moment, her pretty face was slightly flushed, and she was obediently... nuzzling her head against a hand...
It's that man... that young man... the one Tianna wanted to get rid of...
But why... why...?
The scene before him struck Eldred as if he had been struck head-on by a thunderbolt.
His eyes weren't wide open, but his pupils were noticeably contracted—this was more astonishing than wide-eyed disbelief. It was like a pitiful person dying with their eyes wide open.
His mind went blank, and he moved forward slowly and unconsciously.
"Chen Ce... you are Chen Ce... Tianna... why...?"
"Good afternoon, my esteemed commander of the Mageseeker Order." The young man on the throne rested one hand on the armrest, tilting his head to one side. His casual posture and tone revealed arrogance—true arrogance.
As slow footsteps echoed through the hall, he withdrew his other hand from Tianna and placed it on her head.
Gently stroke it.
Like petting a domestic dog.
Tianna's proactive and enthusiastic response... was more like a house dog wagging its tail and begging for its owner's affection.
Turn around and look, they've come to see you.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tianna finally responded—she ignored Eldred's calls to her, but she responded to Chen Ce's commands with great enthusiasm.
She turned her head around.
Her dazed eyes reflected the astonished, fearful, and angry face of another man.