Chapter 561: Chapter 220: Kill Them All (10,000 Words) (Part 2)
Crushed stone and soil splattered, the dust scattered and spread.
Until the leading cavalry, from afar, saw a tall Manor Castle.
The speed of this group of cavalry gradually slowed down.
The sound of galloping hooves gradually beca sparse.
Until finally, only the occasional whinnying of horses was heard under the night sky.
A middle-aged man riding a tall horse stared straight ahead.
His eyes were full of excitent and anticipation.
With excitent in his voice, he exclaid.
"This day...this day has finally arrived!"
"As long as we capture Frank Manor and occupy it, I, Lopez, will be the Manor Lord! The biggest Manor Lord in Morgan Town!"
Apparently hearing Lopez’s voice.
From behind, Uss drove his horse to his side.
Uss inquired, "Leader, shall we stop here?"
"This is the edge of Frank Manor territory. If Joao Frank’s guards see us, might they..."
Although their Iron Thorns rcenary Corps had never directly clashed with the ard forces of Frank Manor until now.
But Joao’s two-ter-tall burly figure, clad in armor and wielding a greatsword.
His fierce reputation spread throughout Morgan Town, even reaching Kakasong City.
Lopez grinned, indifferent, "Did you forget?"
"We were invited here by Miss Janet."
"Since Miss Janet asked us to hide outside the Manor’s range, she must have her own way..."
After recalling briefly, Uss nodded.
Lopez continued, "Tell the brothers to keep their spirits up and stay as sharp as possible!"
"Whether we can change our status and alter our destiny depends on today!"
Feeling the solemnity in Lopez’s words, Uss responded without hesitation.
"Yes, Leader Lopez!"
Imdiately.
Uss pulled the reins in his hands, rode his horse, and stepped towards the cavalry team at the rear, delivering Lopez’s instructions.
...
Inside the Frank Manor Castle.
Tap, tap, tap ~
The sound of hard leather heels hitting the wooden floor echoed in the corridor.
A graceful figure swayed her hips as she walked through it.
After crossing the corridor and exiting the castle, the graceful figure arrived at the open-air courtyard outside the castle.
Janet paced to the edge of the courtyard, gently leaning her waist against the railing.
Her gaze looking far away, pierced through the black night.
She could faintly see a cavalry riding swiftly away from the Manor Castle.
Although she encountered no obstacles, Janet dared not relax her vigilance.
For her, and the entire Frank Clan, it marked a key change!
As for killing her uncle and seizing power?
If successful, she would beco the new Manor Lord of Frank Manor.
She had countless ways to rewrite history!
If she failed, she would beco a laughingstock among the townsn of Morgan Town.
After confirming no abnormalities.
Janet withdrew her gaze, stepped forward, and walked into the Manor Castle.
Turning the corner of the corridor, Janet passed a tightly closed double wooden door.
Muted moans ca from the gap in the door, entering her ears.
Upon hearing the sound, Janet’s lips curled upward.
Minutes later.
Janet approached Jonas’s double wooden door.
Two guards who had been stationed at the door sensibly pushed the door open.
Janet stepped inside.
After the guards closed the door, Janet walked towards Jonas lying on a large bed.
Janet said nothing, she just stood at the edge, looking straight at Jonas.
Her expression was calm, her eyes moved, seemingly contemplating sothing.
Lying on the bed, Jonas seed to have felt Janet’s presence.
His originally closed eyes gently opened.
A smile appeared instantly on Janet’s calm face.
Her body moved, sitting down on the edge of the bed, her hips wrapped tightly in a silk gown.
Janet spoke softly, "Grandfather, you’re awake?"
"It’s not long into the night. If you’re tired, you can sleep a while longer."
Jonas’s mouth opened slightly, wanting to speak.
Yet he found he couldn’t make a sound.
Janet leaned down, putting her face close to Jonas, quietly listening.
Despite this, Janet still didn’t hear any words.
Only intermittent ’uh-uh’ sounds.
Janet sat straight, speaking to Jonas, "Grandfather, just rest well."
"About the Manor’s matters, Joao, Krueger, and Philis, the three uncles are here."
"There won’t be any issues!"
Saying that, Janet extended both hands to cover Jonas’s body with the quilt.
As she was about to stand, Jonas’s dry, vein-filled waxy-yellow right hand gripped her wrist.
Feeling the strength from her wrist, Janet was sowhat surprised.
Janet’s left hand covered Jonas’s hand, asking sowhat puzzled, "Grandfather, do you have sothing to say?"
"If you do, you can tell
now."
Jonas’s eyes looked straight at Janet, his sowhat cracked lips opened and closed several tis again.
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