Chapter 249: Chapter 174 George’s Ordeal (Part 3)
Upon hearing this, George’s face turned to panic. He lowered his voice and said cautiously, “Of course, but most of those rebels… no longer exist.”
“You should know the renowned ‘Nocturne’ force, right? It’s the kingdom’s most terrifying blade. Once they set their sights on soone, almost no one can escape.”
“It’s said that those forr nobles…”
He glanced around and made a throat-slitting gesture.
Olivia couldn’t help but snort coldly, “It’s truly a brutal and evil regi, persecuting rebels with the most ruthless ans, revealing its bloody true nature at such tis.”
Perhaps because of Gold Dragon Anhel, or perhaps due to the Silver Dragon’s inherent hostility towards the Red Dragon, Olivia harbored a bias against this country that even she wasn’t fully aware of.
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“Yes.”
George responded in a low voice.
But Olivia didn’t notice that this cautious forr serf was breathing rapidly, his voice trembling, and sweat was seeping from his forehead.
George kept his head down, his mind flooded with nurous familiar slogans.
Enticing with benefits.
Concealing and deliberately hiding one’s identity.
Gathering information, deliberately guiding resistance against the kingdom.
Isn’t this the standard enemy spy described in “The Kingdom Daily”? He also thought of those tempting rewards: fifty gold coins, a house in the city center, precious Dragon Vein Elixir…
“This is a spy!”
His breathing beca even more rapid, his heart pounding.
In George’s eyes, the person in front of him seed like a pile of golden, walking gold coins, perhaps even a shortcut to completely change his destiny!
His emotions grew increasingly agitated, breathing heavily, his eyes even beca unfocused as he started dreaming about the beautiful life after earning the bounty.
“I will find a woman, have a child with her, and live together as a family in a beautiful house in Northwind Castle’s center.”
“Then, then I’ll use the gold coins to buy a brand-new shop, selling flowers inside, making money just by sitting there every day.”
“Our child, I’ll send him to the best school, where the teacher will teach him to read and write. He might even beco a respected clerk, or even one of those important figures managing the city…”
“By then, I’ll visit my old coworkers; they’ll surely look at with envy and fawn over . Howard can be irritating, but he’s been good to . I might give him a chance to work at my shop…”
Olivia noticed his unusual behavior and asked in confusion:
“Are you okay?”
George was suddenly jolted out of his beautiful daydream. He trembled all over, nervously replying:
“Ah, ah, I’m fine.”
“Of course, I’m fine.
But Olivia rely assud this human was afraid of the kingdom’s power, fearful of being implicated, never realizing—he had already started seeing her as a pile of walking gold coins?
Thinking this, she softly reassured:
“Don’t be afraid, this has nothing to do with you. I’m just here to ask a few questions, relax. Those evil dragons’ claws and fangs won’t know a thing.”
“Phew, that’s a relief.”
George echoed her words, wiping the sweat off his forehead, pretending to be greatly relieved.
In his heart, however, he was determined: “I can’t miss this chance to change my fate!”
Olivia didn’t care about the human’s reaction, only feeling sympathy for these people living under Red Dragon’s rule, anxious every day.
She continued to ask, “Are there any surviving rebels? Where would they be held?”
George shook his head repeatedly, answering with feigned calmness, “It’s said that within the kingdom, there’s a massive dungeon called ‘Talmor.’ All those who dare oppose the kingdom’s order are imprisoned there, or sentenced to death.
“But no one knows where the dungeon is. No one has ever escaped from there. Perhaps only those high-ranking figures know, like Lord Ramp.”
“Thank you.”
Olivia nodded slightly.
The human in front of her was rely a common worker, with no access to high-level information. What he knew was based on hearsay, but Olivia had gained a basic understanding of the country.
Olivia turned to leave, gradually disappearing into the depths of the alley.
“Anhel, I will find what you left behind.”
“Your sacrifice will not be in vain.”
She thought.
Underneath her hood, Olivia’s silver-blue eyes grew even more determined.
This country was far from the evil she had imagined. At least, it couldn’t be discerned from the surface, but a more terrifying monster lurked behind, already showing its nacing claws and fangs.
The Ashen Kingdom was operating in an unprecedented manner, expanding rapidly. When that Red Dragon awakened from its slumber, it might bring even greater calamities to Anzeta.
The Silver Dragon needed more information to fully understand the true nature of the hidden Red Dragon in the kingdom, to fulfill Anhel’s last wish.
anwhile, George also awkwardly turned and left.
This not-so-skilled actor walked stiffly at first, too nervous to walk properly, but fortunately, his departure went unnoticed, without anything arousing suspicion.
After walking a distance, George cautiously turned his head.
“Is he… is he gone?”
Seeing the mysterious figure had finally disappeared, he first jogged along the alley, then lost all reservations and broke into a full sprint.
Eventually, he ran to the street, following steps he rembered from the newspaper, unlocked the reward notice on the roadside, and pressed his palm against the blood-red rune.
Throughout the process, he trembled violently, with nervousness and excitent filled George’s mind. He feared being discovered and silenced by the mysterious spy, yet eagerly anticipated the rich rewards.
“I found a spy!”
George panted heavily.
The rune seed to glimr faintly.
With the sound of flapping wings, several bats flew overhead, and rats scurried about the ground.
George felt his hair stand on end, his heart pounding with primal fear of death.
Suddenly, a ghostly pale hand appeared silently on his shoulder, icy to the touch, as cold as a corpse. At the sa ti, a chilling voice ca from behind.
“You said… you found what?”
George broke into a cold sweat, slowly turning around.
When he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils dilated, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
Before him stood a pale-faced man, with a delicate appearance and a slender figure. His pupils were blood-red, and his slightly exposed fangs were exceptionally sharp.
He wore a pure black tailcoat and a dark red cloak, with a blood-red crest of a dagger and a violin crossed on his chest—this was the legendary “Nocturne,” the special forces that appeared only in the shadows, striking fear throughout the entire kingdom.
George couldn’t help swallowing, stamring:
“I-I found a spy.”
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