738 Red Assassins?

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There were hundreds of injured people lying on the floor with blood all over their bodies.

These people all wore servant attires and looked extremely pale.

And from the looks of it, some of them were already dead.

The dignified long wide passageway looked like one big mess!

It looked like everyone had been attacked by a group of assassins who ransacked the entire place mercilessly.

The soldiers were sure as hell that they didn't attack these people.

So who was it?

Was this all a trap, or was there another mysterious force within the palace alongside them?

And if so, were these unknown people here to help or kill their targets.

Scott's face turned gloomy.

"Units 2, 3 and 5 advance onwards with our guest... while units 1 and 4 will stay behind with me.

Now go!"

"Yes!"

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Those in units 2, 3 and 5 went ahead with Micheal who was currently wearing a mask.

He didn't want anyone to know of his presence yet.

Scott felt uneasy about the situation and hastily made several sign signals to his men.

Something was too strange about this matter.

But since they were here, they had to get to the bottom of it.

"Everyone, check the injured and the dead."

"Yes!"

The team broke out in a flash and positioned themselves to see these unfortunate victims.

Scott walked over towards one of the victims and began his interrogation.

"What happened?"

"Sir... we... we had been attacked by a group of men wearing red.

They appeared out of nowhere and started fighting us fiercely."

"Hmm...

Give me an estimate of how many people you think were in the group."

"60...no 80... no!... 100.

Yes!

100 of them."

"Then do you know why they came?"

"I don't know sir.

I... I don't know what the master did.

But even though we tried to tell them that we were innocent, they still attacked us without blinking.

They killed my poor sister right before my eyes.

They... they were truly too cruel." The man said with red moist eyes that seemed as if he was just about to cry.

He held onto the dead lady in his arms and rocked her back and forth as he spoke.

"My poor sister!

My poor sister.

You don't deserve this.

Why did they have to kill you?"

Scott squatted down and looked at the deceased woman silently before bringing his attention to the man again.

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you, kind sir.

Thank you!!"

"Hmm."

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While Scott and his men continued their investigations, several men amongst the servants all looked at each other mysteriously.

Several eyes looked at the soldiers coldly.

"Now!!!!"

'Sling!'

The sound of swords and daggers being dragged across the floor echoed along the passageway.

The previously injured men all miraculously stood up and surrounded the soldiers.

They had waited for the other intruder teams to go far from the passageway and step into the North Wing's quarters, before they could make their move.

they had another team in there that would take care of that group.

So now, they focus on Scott's group out here.

Seeing that there were just 65 intruders here, while they made up about 350, they knew that they already had the advantage.

So how could they not feel hopeful?

One should know that Scott had 6 units with a total of 300 soldiers when infiltrating this building.

And as they progressed, they left several soldiers standing guard on each floor.

So on this last floor, they had only arrived here with 91 soldiers.

Of course, backup would definitely arrive when most of the enemy knights and guards outside are defeated.

The palace's size was too big, with multiple buildings, several gardens, fields and even a tiny forest in it.

So they had to ensure that no one would be hiding in these regions.

The entire place needed to be ransacked and properly checked to ensure complete victory.

With that said, it might take a while for a backup to arrive.

So for the time being, Scott and the rest were on their own.

Nonetheless, they weren't worried at all.

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"Bahahahhahahhha!

You didn't see this coming, did you?

Now tell me who sent you if you want to live."

Scott looked at the extra-large man in servant clothing who was arrogantly pointing at him and smirked.

"Heh?

Didn't your mother ever tell you that pointing at people is disrespectful?

Why do I have to tell you anything?

What does it have to do with you?

Are you the one in charge of this place?"

"You!...."

The large man's cheeks inflated like a balloon and turned red with rage.

Where these people stupid?

Didn't they see that they had them surrounded?

So what did this fool mean by asking such dumb questions?

Nopline looked at Scott and felt like smashing him to pieces.

When has he ever been talked back at?

Not even the royals could act the way this.

Kamara and John stepped forward to support Nopline immediately.

Time was of the essence here.

So they didn't want to waste it all with these bastards.

They knew that more intruders might be lurking around the other Wings.

So they could take advantage of this, sneak out of the building and secretly make their way through the fields in attempts to escape.

Who knows, they might actually succeed.

Anything was better than sitting here and waiting for death. 

Even faking to be a corpse was better than impending death.

They had charcoal and dirt on their hair and faces, giving them some sort of disguise.

They did want to know the real mastermind because even if they escaped, the culprit will definitely send more men to find them no matter where they went.

But knowing the enemy could help them counterattack faster.

That said, they wouldn't want to waste any more time here at the expense of their lives.

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"Are you blind?

In case you haven't realized it yet, we've got you surrounded, so there no way that you'll escape!

Believe it or not, if you confess, then we'll let you all go.

This your final chance to answer truthfully.

Who sent you?"