His father was the director of one of the biggest hospitals in City A. Given how several politicians and influential people came here for their treatment, his connections were strong enough to deal with any consequences. In anger, he loosened his grip before trying to grab her hand to make her see sense while talking to him.
Sckhlt!
'.....' The sharp sound of flesh tearing echoed through the hallway, freezing everyone in place.
'?!?!'
Eyes widened in disbelief as they tried to process the sight before them. A doctor stood mid-motion, his hand outstretched toward the woman in black, frozen in time.
Beside her, a man in a suit calmly held a pen, its tip embedded deep in the doctor's right temple.
Blood trickled down slowly from the wound, the gruesome realization settling in—Dr. Fredi was dead, his brain instantly severed, collapsing to the floor in chilling silence.
THUD
Silence~
The entire hallway fell into a dead silence for a heartbeat before chaos erupted.
"D-dr. Fr-fredi..." The nurses, who had been following Dr. Fredi just moments before, stopped dead in their tracks, their faces pale and frozen with shock. They couldn't comprehend what had just happened.
One of them dropped her clipboard, the loud clatter startling several others, but not a single person moved to pick it up.
"Wha—what the hell?! He... he killed him!" a nurse stammered, her voice shaking as she instinctively grabbed the arm of a colleague next to her, gripping tightly.
"Is this real? Did that just happen?!" A doctor who had been filling out paperwork near the reception area stood with wide eyes, mouth agape, his pen falling from his hand.
Several hospital staff were rooted to the spot, their faces twisted with fear and confusion. Some stepped back instinctively, their eyes darting between the lifeless body of Dr. Fredi and the man in the suit, who remained eerily calm.
No one dared to approach.
'It was a good decision to bring that guy into this hospital.' Ignoring the reaction of everyone present, Avendial calmly looked down at the dead body of Fredi with his eyes wide and bloodied, and veins visible due to pain, which was so fleeting since death caught up to him much sooner.
Lifting his pen, which was drenched in blood, he placed it in his pocket, considering it a memento he needed to prepare for the future. Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, he with a steady movement wiped his face, which had stains of blood, before glancing toward Aecilia. "Are you alright?"
"Huh? Yes, I am," Aecilia said, facing the dead body lying near her. As the blood seeped and was about to touch her heels, she stood without caring and walked across the floor. After standing beside Avendial, and as if trying to navigate the situation, she acted, "Th-thank you for saving me, Marquess."
Gasp
"Did she just say Marquess?"
All the people who had witnessed the whole event were standing in their place, looking towards their direction while focused on Avendial. The moment they heard him being referred to as Marquess, they all glanced at each other, feeling a sense of confusion wash over them.
"Oh my god, no, right? What should we do?" Thinking about the situation where a man who had claimed to be the Marquess had just killed another person, and I thought the person was the head of the hospital. One was shocked before soon enough the security entered holding the tasers and guns, constantly pointing them towards Avendial's direction.
"Hands up! Don't move!" Due to being in a free city with a government that allowed the use of licensed guns, a few of them were holding guns pointing directly towards Avendial. Standing around Avendial, there were four security guards holding guns that appeared like antiques, which most probably wouldn't even fire, but still, they were enough to threaten him.
"Really?" Aecilia, standing behind Avendial, observed the guns being pointed at them by four of the security personnel who were aiming their weapons.
Even though it was clear that Avendial was at fault for killing someone in front of so many people, did it really matter?
It was a clear murder of an innocent doctor, with so many eyewitnesses clearly seeing the whole event; even CCTV cameras were available in the hall, capturing everything in high quality.
But,
Not even the president of the Free Cities could touch a single hair on the head of the man who was clearly a murderer, with enough proof to prove his guilt.
Indeed, even after killing someone in front of so many people, Avendial would not face any repercussions from the central government—a privilege granted to nobles within the Arinphiam Empire.
He was immune to punishment for any crime under the normal rules.