Lenburg, Isara.
The scene of the Radicals' assassination.
The demigod responsible for protecting Duke Bowen tonight was none other than Prince Berg of the Royal Family.
Of the four assassins, only Enoch was a Sequence 6. The other three were Sequence 7s and Sequence 8s. With this demigod present, they had no chance of succeeding.
The assassins had already been captured when another leader of the Radicals, Celt, walked into the ballroom as if he had thrown himself into a trap.
Before Duke Bowen could say anything, Celt spoke first. "Prince Berg, your daughter is in our hands.
"If we haven't left Isara within half an hour, my subordinates will kill her."
Duke Bowen immediately realized that something was wrong. Prince Berg doted on his daughter; everyone in Isara knew that.
Sure enough, after hearing Celt's words, Prince Berg immediately appeared in the ballroom.
He was an aristocrat who looked to be around fifty. His temples were already graying slightly. Though his expression was fairly composed, there was obvious urgency in his eyes.
Odys, who had remained invisible the entire time, whispered, "This assassination drama is even more exciting than I expected."
Klein smiled but said nothing.
Celt continued, "Let us go. Once we leave Isara, we'll release your daughter!"
Duke Bowen asked, "How did you know that Prince Berg would come to stop your assassination?"
Celt smiled before saying, "Just as you obtained our assassination plans long ago, we obtained your plans as well."
As he spoke, he glanced at an aristocrat in the corner of the ballroom who looked rather disheveled.
The aristocrat immediately flew into a rage. "Celt! Don't slander me! The Dominic Family has no traitor like you!"
The person Celt had looked at was his own second uncle, currently the highest-ranking official in their family.