Chapter 128
Andre rushed to hold the door still.
Lance pushed it open slightly. Yet Andre shoved it right back.
“Andre?” Lance’s voice turned dark, “What the hell is going on here? Why don’t you want me to go
in?”
There was cold sweat on Andre’s forehead. He was so nervous that he started to stutter, “F-Father
took his clothes off already…He is not decent to meet you, My King.”
“Your father and I go way back. I can handle a little indecency.”
Lance pushed the door one more time.
“Let me in, Andre,” he said with a warning tone. “Or I am breaking the door down.”
What to do?
J’s mind was racing. Her heart was thumping against her chest.
She could probably get out through the window before Lance walked in. She could save herself.
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Yet Andre and Dora were still here. And Lance would find out that Danton was murdered, which
contradicted to their whole n.
Most importantly, she couldn’t abandon Andre and Dora.
But were there any other options?
Her time was running out.
Right at this crucial moment-when J thought that Lance was about to break in and see
everything-another series of urgent footsteps came from the outside.
“My King!” a guard cried in an urgent voice, “There is fire on the North side of the campsite!”
“What? What happened?”
“We don’t know yet. But a few people said that they saw someone setting the fire. It was arson!”
“Yes! Right over here!”
Lance’s voice became “Under,
my fucking nose? Show me the way!”
Before Lance left with the guards, he said onest sentence to Andre through the door, “Get your
father up. And tell him to meet me at the fire!”
The three of them waited for their footsteps to disappear into the distance before letting out a long
breath that they had been holding.
“Fuck…”
Andre wiped his forehead, relieved, “That was fucking close…That fire really saved
our ass.”
It really had.
But was that fire purely a coincidence?
It really had.
But was that fire purely a coincidence?
J didn’t think so.
It seemed a little too convenient.
Just then, a gentle knock came from the door. And before Andre could rush to hold the door again,
the door swung open, and a figure dashed into the room.
It was Daran.
“Daran!” J gasped, running to hug him.
Daran took her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead, “Are you alright?”
J nodded. There was a strange smell on his coat, like gasoline, ash, and pine woods.
“You set the fire?” she asked in amazement.
“Yes. I did it to attract the guard’s attention and create an opening so that I could sneak in.”
J smiled in relief, “It also happened to save us in the middle of a crisis.”
Daran walked to Danton’s side and removed the pillow from his face.
He tested Danton’s breath.
It had stopped.
Danton was dead.
“Well done,” Daran said in a deep voice.
J lifted her lips and looked at Andre, “Congrattions. You have avenged yourself.”
She then looked to V
“And you
too.”
Andre fixated his eyes on Danton’s dead body. Momentster, tears welled up
eyes.
Yet J knew tha
those are not sad tears, but tears of joy. “Y-Yes…I have avenged myself.” Andre choked, “Thank
you…”
He wiped his eyes and looked at J and Daran.
“You should probably go now.
loose. Now is the perfect time to escape,” he said.
time tryone will be busy saving the fire. The security is
Yet Daran remained firmly on his spot.
“We did our part,” he said deeply. “Now I am cashing out the promise you made to us.”
Andre frowned, looking slightly astounded, “Now? Do you want to talk now? There are Lance’s men
everywhere and soon enough they will find out that Danton is dead! Just go.
We will find another time-”
“No.” Daran
firmly, “We talk now.”
J stood by Daran’s side.
Andre frowned, looking slightly astounded, “Now? Do you want to talk now? There are Lance’s men
everywhere and soon enough they will find out that Danton is dead! Just go. We will find another
time-
“No.” Daran said firmly, “We talk now.”
J stood by Daran’s side.
She agreed with Daran on this.
Too many things could happen after tonight and the situation might change again.
They worked too hard for this answer. They couldn’t wait a single secondter.
Now was the time.
She looked at Dora and said, “It is time for you to leave. Take the cover of the night and run. Be
careful.”
Dora nodded.
She gave J onest grateful look and walked out of the tent hastily.
It was just J, Daran, and Andre left in the room now.
“Now. You can talk,” J said.
Andre scratched his head in frustration and said, “You maniacs are really not fucking afraid of death.
Fine. I will tell you. You want to know how my father died and use it against Lance, correct?”
“What can you tell us?” J asked.
“As you have seen, the Rogue King is protected by a strong power. He is unbeatable and immortal
as long as he remains in thend dominated by the rogues.”
J was intrigued by the premise of that statement, “‘As long as he remains in thend dominated
by the rogues?’ Then what if the King leaves the rogue’s territory? Is he no longer protected by that
power?”
Andre nodded, “You are pretty damn smart. Yeah, that is what I am getting at. Thend dominated
by the rogues is the key. To kill the King, there are two ways. One, you kill all the rogues in the
Grace Ruin. With all the subjects gone, the King loses his
power. Or, alternatively-”
“We lure him out of hisnd and kill him there,” Daran said.
“Yes. Those are your options.”
J bit her lip.
Now they knew the answer. But none of the ways seemed easy.
Kill all the rogues in the Grace Ruin?
But there were so many of them. And she really didn’t think that all the rogues deserved to die.
Many of the rogues
rogues were expelled and those were all innocent people.
Not to mention that many of her friends were rogues! Kass, Morgana, and Andre…
She couldn’t do it.
Yet luring Lance out of hisnd? That would be even harder.
Not to mention that many of her friends were rogues! Kass, Morgana, and Andre…
She couldn’t do it
Yet luring Lance out of hisnd? That would be even harder.
Lance knew his weakness. He would stay in this city forever if he could, to stay away from any
potential danger.
So…Which path should they go down?