"Yes, they've all been shot dead. Even the law enforcement team that went with them are all… all dead," his assistant said. Cold sweat was pouring off him like rain."Sebastian! How could he be so bold? Connect me to the may—"Before Marcel could finish speaking, Liam walked into his office with two military officers wearing the uniform of a major. There was also a man in a suit with a badge pinned to his chest."Are you Marcel Lyme?" Liam asked, his expression frosty. Marcel looked Liam and the others up and down and said, "Yes… I-I am. Who are you?"The man in the suit went up to him and said, "Hello, Mr. Lyme. I'm from the Investigation Department. There are some things I'd like to find out more about from you. Please come with us.""What? What do you want with me? I haven't made any mistakes, have I?" Marcel asked fearfully, trembling.He could not understand why they had come looking for him. Besides, what were the three officers behind him doing?Even if he had offended
"What did you say?" Marcel had assumed that the worst that could happen would be that he would be arrested and sentenced. However, when Liam said that someone would die, Marcel was aghast."After we've verified your actions, we'll execute you by gunshot within three days! This is an order from above!" Liam said and turned around. He didn't even want to look at Marcel again.Marcel burst into loud laughter as he wailed. "The Gullivers! Kelvin Gulliver! They were the ones who did this to me! Even if I become a ghost, I'll never forgive them!""Oh? Is this related to the Gullivers?" Liam asked impassively as he turned to look at Marcel. "Yes! It does have something to do with them!" Marcel wiped away the tear stains on his face and sobbed, "I'm willing to tell you everything I know. Can you please spare my life?"Liam shook his head slightly and sighed, saying, "A military order is as immovable as a mountain. However, if you behave well, we can hide your crimes from society so that
Rosalie glared at the security guard and picked up the scattered flowers from the ground.Although Rosalie had grown up in a wealthy family, she understood how difficult life was for those on the lowest rung of the social ladder. Anyone who had to sell flowers on the street on a festive day must be doing it because they were forced to do so and had no choice.It must be true for the little boy in front of them. He was so young, but he was helping his family share the burden of raising him. He was so thoughtful that it made their hearts ache."Exactly! You only need to chase him off. Did you have to hit him?" Whitney frowned, looking displeased.She had watched the rain pouring down outside while the unfortunate child was kicked to the ground by the security guard. His clothes were drenched!She hastily bent down and helped the little boy up."How dare you be so arrogant?" Zane said. He slapped the security guard before turning toward Sebastian and said, "Mr. Ballard, please wait
The force of the bullet hitting Rosalie made her roll forward several feet. A pained expression flashed across her face, but even when she hit the ground, she was still pointing at the security guard behind Sebastian."Rosalie!" Sebastian roared. He shot forward and caught her in his arms. When he saw the red, flower-like bloodstain on the back of her snow-white coat, he felt as if his heart had been pierced by a thousand arrows.The security guard who had fired the gun looked shocked when he realized that he had not managed to kill Sebastian.By the time he pulled the trigger again, Sebastian seemed to disappear into thin air. Right after that, an agile figure appeared in front of the security guard. He tried to turn the gun, but Sebastian kicked him in the chest.The security guard barreled backward and crashed against the wall behind him, as if he was a bullet that had just been fired out of a gun.The crash made him feel as if his upper body had gone completely numb, but he
Zane glanced at the gunman, who was lying dead in the corner, and at the unmoving boy, who was lying on the ground in the distance. He hesitated but still started the engine quickly.Whitney climbed into the car and sat in the passenger seat. She turned and said to Sebastian, "How's Ms. Griffin?""I've only temporarily stopped the bleeding. I'm not sure if her internal organs were injured or not, so we must get back as quickly as we can so that I can treat her wound," Sebastian said in a slightly choked voice.He had never imagined that Rosalie would take a bullet for him without any thought for her own life. He looked down at Rosalie, who was lying unconscious in his arms, and he couldn't help but think about everything that had happened since they met.At first, he had treated her coldly and kept her at arm's length until he eventually came to accept her. Now, Rosalie was barely hanging on to life. Sebastian had finally realized that he already owed her too much. He was afraid
The burly officer frowned.After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to approach Sebastian and glance inside the car. When he saw that there really was a severely injured young woman inside, he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"Sebastian had no choice but to tell him simply about what had happened. Once he had heard Sebastian's account, the burly officer waved a hand at the dozen or so officers behind him and said, "Put your guns away. Clear a path and send the young lady in the car to the hospital at once. Hurry!"Sebastian said gratefully, "Thank you.""You're welcome. I'm very sorry. We received a report from someone about a murder, but we didn't expect you to be the victims."He added, "Hurry, time waits for no man. With police cars clearing a path, the journey will be much smoother." He saluted Sebastian and the others and sprinted back to his car.With the police cars clearing a way for them, the half-hour journey to Tranquil Hospital was shortened to
Aloysius was much calmer. Although the black-robed man was holding a knife against Orlando's throat, he didn't seem overly flustered. He looked calmly at the man and said, "I'm guessing that you have a grudge against Sebastian, too. Since we have the same goal, why don't we sit down and have a cup of hot tea?"Jeffrey nodded approvingly at Aloysius. He put his knife away and strode toward the sofa opposite the Gullivers, where he sat down."I guess it's true that experience counts for something. I'll get straight to the point. I'm from the Sanguis Cult. I believe you've heard of us, Mr. Gulliver Senior."Even Aloysius gasped at what Jeffrey had said.The Sanguis Cult was even more terrifying than the Slaughter Gods.If the Slaughter Gods were just an organization of murderers, then the Sanguis Cult could be said to be one of the newest, most evil martial arts sects that had popped up in the past couple of years. It was rumored to have accepted experts from all kinds of sects fro
Aloysius sighed heavily and said, "The Sanguis Cult is the kind of entity that we could never reach. Even the Slaughter Gods are wary of them!""However, when one door closes, another opens. Perhaps we can forge a connection with the Sanguis Cult through this incident with Sebastian. That would be a boon for our family too." Aloysius' serious expression softened as he smiled slightly.…That night, Gavin rushed to the hospital as soon as he could. When he saw Sebastian, he asked in concern, "Mr. Ballard, how is Ms. Griffin? If you need me to, I'll transfer the best medical equipment in Janover here right now."Sebastian waved a hand gently and said, "It's alright. Rosalie is out of danger. She'll wake up after resting for three days. However, those assassins didn't seem to be part of the Slaughter Gods."Gavin frowned and asked, "Mr. Ballard, do you mean to say that someone else was trying to assassinate you this time?"Gavin's phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was his deputy,