The chapel stood in an uneasy silence.
Harriet knelt at the center, her wrists bound tightly behind her back. The rope cut into her skin, but she barely noticed the pain anymore. What weighed on her was sothing far heavier—the suffocating atmosphere pressing in from all sides.
Around her stood the Fabranian knights.
They looked composed. Disciplined. Calm.
But Harriet could feel it.
👉 Killing intent.
Not hidden. Not even subtle.
Just… waiting.
⚔️ A Decision Already Made
Two knights stood slightly apart, speaking in low voices.
“The situation has changed.”
“It can’t be helped. Orders are orders.”
“…Then we proceed?”
A pause.
Then a quiet, decisive answer:
“Yes. Eliminate her.”
Harriet’s breath caught.
Even without hearing every word clearly, she understood.
👉 They were going to kill her.
🧠 Harriet’s Realization
Her mind raced.
Why?
Wasn’t she supposed to be leverage? A hostage? Sothing to negotiate with?
But now…
No.
She understood.
👉 She had beco inconvenient.
And when sothing beca inconvenient in politics…
It disappeared.
Her fingers trembled.
Not from fear alone.
From regret.
She had always prided herself on being able to read people.
To sense mood.
To adapt.
To survive.
But now she realized sothing horrifying:
👉 She had read everything… except this.
“I… was too slow…”
Her voice barely escaped her lips.
👁️ The Weight of Being Seen
Harriet rembered Raul.
The way he spoke.
The way he watched.
The way he understood things without saying them.
And then Rishe.
That girl who saw through everything instantly.
Compared to them…
👉 Harriet felt painfully ordinary.
“I tried… to fit in…”
She whispered, almost to herself.
“But I didn’t understand anything…”
For the first ti, she felt truly helpless.
Not because she was captured.
But because she realized—
👉 She never truly understood the world she was trying to navigate.
🕯️ The Knights Close In
Bootsteps echoed softly.
One of the knights stepped forward.
“Any last words?”
Cold.
Professional.
Like asking about the weather.
Harriet looked up.
Her lips parted.
But no words ca.
What could she even say?
Apologize?
Beg?
Scream?
None of it would change anything.
So instead—
She lowered her gaze.
“…I see…”
🌑 Above the Silence
Unseen.
Unheard.
Unnoticed.
Raul was already there.
Perched in the shadows above the chapel beams, his eyes scanned everything below.
Every knight.
Every position.
Every movent.
👉 Twenty-nine.
He had counted them all.
His breathing was steady.
His expression calm.
But his mind moved faster than anyone below could imagine.
🧩 A Hunter’s Battlefield
This wasn’t a battlefield to him.
Not in the way knights saw it.
Knights fought head-on.
asured strength.
Clashed blades.
But Raul?
👉 Raul solved problems.
And this problem had only one correct answer:
Harriet must leave alive.
Everything else was irrelevant.
⚙️ Calculations in Motion
Raul’s eyes flicked from one knight to another.
Angles.
Distance.
Reaction speed.
Blind spots.
He already knew:
A direct fight = death
Delay = failure
Precision = survival
He shifted slightly, careful not to make a sound.
Above him, hidden further in darkness—
His subordinates waited.
Silent.
Ready.
💭 A Flicker of Thought
Raul exhaled quietly.
His gaze dropped to Harriet.
“…You noticed it, didn’t you…”
Her habit.
Her fear.
Her need to understand everything.
And Rishe…
Raul’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“That girl…”
Dangerous.
Not because of strength.
But because she saw too much.
For a brief mont—
Raul felt sothing unfamiliar.
Not fear.
Not hesitation.
Sothing closer to… awareness.
“…Too late now.”
His expression returned to calm.
🪶 The Final Preparation
His fingers twitched slightly.
A signal.
Above—
Barely perceptible movent.
Ropes.
Positions.
Timing.
Everything was ready.
Below—
The knights shifted.
One reached for her weapon.
Another stepped closer to Harriet.
The mont was closing in.
⚡ Just Before the Break
Harriet felt it.
Sothing.
A change in the air.
She looked up—
For just a second.
And though she couldn’t see him—
She felt it.
Soone was there.
Watching.
Waiting.
And then—
The tension snapped.
🔥 Leads Directly Into Chapter 144.2
👉 Raul reveals himself
👉 The ambush begins
👉 Harriet is taken
👉 Chaos erupts
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