Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent
Chapter 98 Intruders in Charless Mansion
Inside a mansion in the inner section of Vale.
Charles paced around his room with a grave look on his face.
How the hell did Pamela get discovered so soon? Did she make a mistake?
What should I do now?
If that woman talks, my reputation will be ruined! Fuck!
He regretted making a rash decision.
I shouldn''t have sent her the poison. I should have followed the original plan. Dammit!@@@@
He rubbed his temples with a dark look. He didn''t like what was happening. Things were progressing differently than he had anticipated.
Lucas might not doubt me, but those warriors... They follow that damn nephew of mine so it will be difficult to convince them.
He rubbed his chin as he pondered deeply on how he should deal with this troublesome issue. If nothing was to be done, his standing in the family would take a huge hit.
While he was racking his brains, he suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.
Bang!
Rumble!
Charles raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What''s going on downstairs?"
"Should I go and take a look, my lord?" A figure suddenly appeared beside him.
Charles thought for a moment before shaking his head. "There''s no need. The hired Knights will take care of it. Besides, that guy is also down there. They should be able to handle the situation."
Recently, he hired the services of a renowned mercenary group in Vale. His intention in hiring them was for his plan to take over Lucas''s position.
They weren''t just an ordinary mercenary group either. This was because their leader was a veteran Elite Knight! Furthermore, there were six Knights under him and over ten Knight Apprentices. The rest of their members were ordinary warriors who had some experience in battle. It was a big mercenary group consisting of more than seventy members!
At this moment, the sounds of fighting seemed to have intensified and it looked like there weren''t just a few intruders.
Charles frowned as he felt a sense of foreboding creeping slowly in his heart.
"Gerard, it seems like our presence is needed downstairs." He muttered.
Gerard nodded in agreement.
The two immediately headed downstairs to check the situation and to their astonishment, the intruders were actually Vale''s city guards.
He almost got me!
Anthony took a deep breath as he looked at the man holding a pair of daggers.
Luckily, that person is here or this place would have been my graveyard.
He chuckled as he thought about the person who led them here.
Charles who was watching the scene frowned when he saw Anthony''s smile.
"What is he smiling for?" He muttered in confusion.
Just then, he felt a cold sensation on his neck.
Hm?!
"Don''t move if you don''t want to die." A nonchalant voice drifted into his ears.
Charles looked down and saw a sword hanging over his neck.
Who is this person?! I didn''t even sense his presence...
He was alarmed.
He always prided himself as one of the strongest in the North, but he was actually unable to detect someone''s presence.
"Who are you, sir?" He asked, sweat trickling down his face.
"Don''t try to negotiate with me and don''t even think about escaping." A mocking response resonated in his ears.
Fuck! Just who is this person?!
He was already at the peak of the Elite Knight realm, but against this person, he felt that there was no chance of resisting.
Even though he couldn''t see the face of the man behind him, Charles could feel an overwhelming pressure akin to a towering mountain from him.
"My lord!" Gerard finally noticed what was going on, but it was already too late. His lord has been caught and this person also seemed far more powerful than him!
A Transcendent Knight!
Gerard was stunned when he realized the other party''s strength.
Meanwhile, Anthony immediately took the chance to speak. "Put down your weapons if you don''t want your lord to die!"
The mercenaries under Jeffrey hesitated. Charles was their client and if something happened to him, they might not receive their payment.
"Just do as he says! Put down your weapons!" Charles shouted when he saw them hesitating. He was afraid that the man behind him would truly kill him.