"Ivanhilde is back."
Upon getting the words out, Lucius felt a weight lifted off her shoulders.
Her entire body went limp in her seat.
At first, Char did not react. He paused for a second, then suddenly raised his voice, asking, "Ivanhilde Ludwig?"
"Yes,"
"F*ck, holy sh*t, are you for real..."
Char seed to have heard sothing incredible. He was like a cat with its fur standing on end, almost jumping off the ground.
He stared at Lucius as if he had seen a ghost. "You resurrected Ivanhilde?"
"How could I have possibly resurrected him! No, it's more accurate to say that they reincarnated him." Lucius bit her lips and said with lingering fear, "He was reincarnated in the ruins..."
"They?"
Char was even more shocked.
"Copper Street?"
"Maybe..."
Lucius answered uncertainly.
Her expression was very complicated, especially when faced with Char's questioning gaze.
That was not all, she involuntarily withdrew the hand that was in Evelyn's grasp, and when her peripheral vision glanced over Evelyn's face, it seed as if her fingers had touched a bright fla, causing her to quickly retract them.
The Queen's breathing quickened.
Her heart began to stir.
Char subconsciously glanced at Evie, his eyes charged with a nostalgic expression.
The latter held her face in confusion, looking sowhat puzzled.
What's wrong with these two?
Ivanhilde Ludwig was just an assassin.
To be more precise, he was a regular mber of the civilian assassin group, Copper Street, which was also once the greatest gray organization within Sursee.
The conditions for the creation of an assassin organization had always been extrely harsh.
Aside from the small scale construction, any large building that could be rembered and influence a certain era had to have an economic Foundation, the market. However, the specialty of this organization was that it was contrary to the law and common sense. Therefore, it needed a relatively chaotic society to provide both buyers and sellers, and it also needed rich production and excessive demand to drive internally ...
This ford a paradox.
Chaos and disorder inevitably accompany the decline of productivity. However, a prosperous civilization must have a stable order, and those in power cannot tolerate the existence of "assassin organizations" that challenge their authority.
Therefore, the birth of such organizations often occurs in the dark corners of paradise or in the chaotic battlefield adjacent to order.
The forr is a darkness bred from excessive nourishnt, while the latter is chaos deliberately created by the strong...
However, Andaheim does not belong to either category... After all, the unfortunate city was plagued by both.
With the productivity and technology of the Dark Elves, they quickly established order after experiencing the pains of entering the underground, even with a shortage of resources.
After solving the most basic physiological needs, the subsequent developnt was as cumberso and complicated as the ancient tradition of the Elves, like a gorgeous long gown trailing on a patch of land which was covered in mud and cow dung.
On the other hand, how could the United Holy Kingdom on the surface allow their forr great enemy, the Elves, to "mine" the rich underground resources so unscrupulously?
Thus, under the operation of one Holy See after another, Copper Street was born.
On the surface, it was a civilian assassin organization of Andaheim, but behind the scenes, it shouldered the heavy responsibility of an international spy group. Because of their excessive funding, they easily assimilated similar and smaller organizations, and due to their abundant offerings and their seemingly humble attitude, the higher-ups of Sursee did not even notice this hungry wolf lurking in the shadows of their city...
After all, in the eyes of the proud Dark Elves, the Shadow Samurais were the most powerful force in the underground. And since all Shadow Samurais served the Queen, why would they bother about a puny assassin organization.
The first Dark Elf to discover Copper Street was none other than the Queen standing in front of Char.
Lucius.
Back when her best friend, Evelyn Rose, was still a Queen candidate, Lucius had discovered a great tool that would open up her path to Queenwood — Copper Street.
However, at that ti, she did not know much about this tool. It was only after Copper Street had successfully planned and assassinated several Shadow Samurai who protected the Queen candidate and successfully threw the bla to the higher-ups of Sursee to cause internal strife that Lucius began to suspect this seemingly omnipotent group of assassins.
After all, they had disposed of the Shadow Samurais that guarded Evelyn like taking candy from a baby. If they possessed this level of skill, why would they remain as a civilian assassin organization in the first place?
Thus, Lucius started to beco cautious towards them, and purposely put on a cruel, stupid, and power-hungry façade in front of the mbers of Copper Street. Treating this act as her true colors, Copper Street, which took orders from the church, deed her the perfect queen candidate puppet, and thus, they devoted all their efforts to help her beco Queen...
After all, controlling the Queen of Andaheim was no different from ruling over it.
What happened next was also logical. Copper Street and Lucius, each with their own ulterior motives, used each other. Before long, the forr prisoner eventually beca a Queen candidate...
Then, just as Copper Street was about to taste the fruit of success, Lucius brutally hunted them down.
She had used a series of ingenious thods to kill the leader of Copper Street, leaving them like a chicken without a head.
At that ti, Copper Street was still her advisor and they did not notice that the culprit was right beside them the whole ti.
In fact, they were completely convinced by Lucius' exquisite acting skills, as the Queen-to-be had displayed ample fear and anger over the death of their leader.
"Who killed my most capable assistant?!"
Her anger rumbled both the heavens and earth.
That was just how convincing her act was.
It could be said that other than Ivanhilde, no one else would be suspicious of such acting.
After that, she began to search for Ivanhilde's murderer within Copper Street and swore furiously in her father's na that she would burn the murderer to ashes...
Due to how brutal Lucius' actions were, the second-in-command of Copper Street gradually sensed that sothing was amiss.
However, upon suggesting sothing upon the lines like "Forget it, forget it. He's dead, so let it be" to ease the atmosphere, Lucius refused, and she made him her new target.
Then, it was the third-in-command...
The sa went for the fourth-in-command...
The disposal and searching process was carried out alternately, and regardless of the blood that had been shed, she did not stop.
In the end, Copper Street's forces were shaved away one mber at a ti, until eventually...
There was nothing left. By that point, Copper Street was considered destroyed. There were not many people left from the originally behemoth organization, and the street that Copper Street had resided in that had gained much infamy was eventually taken over by other gray organizations within Sursee.
However, if what Lucius had said was true, then this organization that had been wiped out was now operational once more...
Was this possible?
These were originally just background characters in the ga, but now, they seed to have taken up a major role in this new universe?
How... How is this possible?
"How did they resurrect him?" Char asked again.
"Like I said, strictly speaking, it's not really a resurrection..."
Lucius seed to be a little lost in thought, and her gaze involuntarily turned in the direction of Sursee, as if it was piercing through the endless darkness and confusion that clouded her mories.
"It's not a resurrection. It's more akin to a manipulation of space and ti, resulting in a different form of rebirth... Like a reunion."
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