Chapter 1447: Princess 1446’s ttle
Others might not recognize whether the gun was real or fake, but Tan Rou, who had used guns before, could easily discern its quality. The guard was not only carrying a real gun but also a very good one.
The guard repeated, “His Majesty the King has sent us to escort Miss Rou back. If anyone attempts to stop us, they will be shot on the spot!” After speaking, he glanced at Xite, who had collapsed back onto the ground.
Xite, after all, was a rich young master and had never been threatened with a gun before. Seeing the firearm in the guard’s hand, he was so frightened that his legs went weak, but he still blustered, “You… do you dare shoot ? My father is a Duke!”
Without a word, the guard silently fixed a silencer to the muzzle of his handgun, then aid it at Xite.
Xite scooted back on the ground, “You… you wouldn’t dare shoot …”
“Bang—”
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“Crash—”
The sound echoed through the hall, leaving everyone dumbfounded; they had thought the guard was just bluffing, not that he would actually fire.
However, the guard hadn’t shot Xite; he’d hit the vase behind him instead. The vase shattered instantly, and the shards flew onto Xite’s back, frightening him so much that he wet his pants.
To this, the guard simply said indifferently, “Oh, my hand slipped, I missed.”
“Ah—” Xite scread, “Murder, murder!”
The guard put away his gun, then executed a bow, “Miss Rou, please allow us to escort you away.”
Tan Rou paused, then regaining her composure, she said to the guard, “Oh, alright. But aren’t you offending the Duke by doing this? Aren’t you afraid?”
The guard replied, “We only obey His Majesty the King’s orders. Whatever His Majesty instructs us to do, we do, without concern for anything else.”
Tan Rou realized the identity of these n; they were not just guards, but royal guardsn. She hadn’t expected this country to still have royal guards, nor had she anticipated Princess Samiyi being able to command the King’s royal guards.
From her observations, this group of n was in excellent physical condition, and each was ard with a gun. If Tan Rou were to fight them, she imagined it would take quite an effort. Fortunately, they were not there to settle scores with her but to escort her back.
Samiyi sent her a ssage: “Miss Rou, has His Majesty the King’s Royal Guard reached you?”
Oh, so these n were not just any guards, but His Majesty the King’s Royal Guard! Indeed, if they were responsible for the King’s safety, they must be exceptional.
She replied to Samiyi, “They’ve reached , we’re about to head back.”
Samiyi said, “You don’t have to worry. No one will trouble you anymore. Leave all the matters to .”
Tan Rou finally saw Samiyi’s capabilities. She was decisive and brave. When Tan Rou first t her, she thought Samiyi was like a canary confined to the palace; she hadn’t expected her to be a slumbering lioness, poised to beco the Lion King upon awakening!
Throughout it all, Tan Rou had never seen Princess Samiyi scared; she was only worried about her brother’s welfare, but beyond that, she never showed even the slightest sign of fear.
Tan Rou’s opinion of Samiyi could be sumd up in one word—decisive!
If she were not decisive, she would not have allowed the Royal Guard to use firearms. Should the Royal Guard have accidentally killed soone, it would spell trouble not only for Tan Rou but also for Princess Samiyi herself.
Yet she still gave the Royal Guard the authority to use guns in a building full of scientists. The risks were undeniable, but the effect was evidently very good.
Tan Rou smiled unconsciously. Why would the King want to call his sister to him in his last monts instead of his only son? She now had her answer.
Rather than entrusting the nation to a worthless son, it was better to hand it over to soone more capable. And if that person happened to be his highly trusted sister, all the better.
“All right, let’s go,” Tan Rou walked over.
Xite and the others did not dare to stop the foreign woman from leaving, but he would not let the matter rest so easily. Once he returned, he planned to complain to his father—without avenging this insult by harming the foreign woman, he would not rest!
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