6kv Chapter 149 Order to Assassinate
Chapter 149 Order to Assassinate
Chapter 149 Order to Assassinate
Kane felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his consciousness was forcibly pulled out of the dream once again.
After a period of intense dizziness, he suddenly opened his eyes and found himself back in his real room.
Risa stood there in a daze by the bedside, her initial disdain completely gone, replaced by deep shock.
She stared intently at Kane, her voice trembling slightly: "What—what did you just do?"
Kane slowly sat up, rubbing his throbbing temples, and said in a calm tone, "It was just a small experiment."
"A small experiment?!" Risa blurted out.
"I saw it all clearly!"
You only used Burning Hand, a very ordinary first-level spell!
But dreams are constructed by your subconscious, and deep down you believe this spell can destroy the entire warehouse—its power is even close to that of a third-tier spell!
She couldn't understand how a first-level spell could unleash such terrifying power.
Kane looked at her incredulous expression, sighed softly, and explained with some helplessness, "It's not a problem with the spell, it's called—'Dust Explosion'."
"Dust explosion?"
Risa frowned, completely unable to understand this unfamiliar word.
"When combustible fine dust reaches a certain concentration in the air and encounters a source of ignition, it will cause a violent explosion."
Kane calmly recounted the knowledge from his previous life.
"Grains, flour, coal powder, aluminum powder — countless tiny particles dispersed in the air, resulting in a dramatic increase in contact area."
Once ignited, the burning speed will reach an extreme, eventually leading to an explosion.
However, this move kills a thousand enemies but also injures eight hundred of your own; its power is too difficult to control.
If he didn't possess immortality, ordinary people who rashly used it would only perish together with him.
Moreover, gathering enough combustible dust anytime and anywhere is also a challenge.
You can't really carry a bag of flour with you to the battlefield.
Risa remained frowning; those strange theories were like gibberish to her.
But the apprehension in her gaze toward Kane had deepened several times over.
This human, who could transform into a drow, carried secrets, and whose mind was filled with all sorts of unbelievable knowledge, was far more terrifying than she had imagined.
Just as Kane closed his eyes and quietly reviewed the dream he had just experienced.
A ship that had sailed from Twin Harbor slowly docked at the pier, the water splashing against the hull with a dull thud.
A nervous-looking half-elf lowered the brim of his hat, hurriedly stepped off the ramp, and blended into the crowd.
He clutched tightly to a series of wax-sealed letters, the envelopes bearing the coat of arms of the Finafenne family.
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His target was the vast city-state shrouded in the morning mist ahead.
He didn't notice the dark alleyway behind him.
Two furtive figures exchanged a glance and, like hunting dogs, silently followed.
This half-elf was the messenger who had come from Twin Harbor on Lady Ella's orders.
He carried the letter and followed the flow of people into the city.
This is the royal court of Susas, known in Susas as the City of Purity.
It sits atop a majestic mountain with its top flattened, its base seamlessly integrated with the mountain.
From a distance, the entire city-state shimmered with pearly white and moonstone-like silver light under the sunlight.
The building materials have a warm luster, and the lines are tall and elegant.
Numerous spires stand tall, the tallest main tower being the legendary location of King Susas, the ruler of the royal court.
The second tallest tower, though a mage tower, is not like the Nords, each operating independently.
Instead, they are all managed by the Susas Mage Academy.
The half-elf messenger entered the city, passed through the outer court of the royal court, and was about to cross the bridge into the inner city when he was suddenly stopped.
A uniformed half-elf sheriff spoke up: "Please state the purpose of your visit."
Suspicious, the messenger said, "I am a messenger from the Finafenne family, and I request permission to enter the inner court."
"Sorry, this is a routine investigation."
The sheriff remained expressionless.
"Several cases have recently occurred in the royal court, and I need to take you back to the guard post for questioning."
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The messenger's heart sank, and he knew something was wrong. He quietly placed his hand on the dagger at his waist.
Just then, three more sheriffs came up from behind and the four of them surrounded him instantly.
"Damn it, how could this happen—" The messenger's expression changed drastically.
"What's wrong?"
A gentle voice suddenly rang out.
The messenger looked up and saw a gentle-looking, handsome golden-haired elf.
Those sharp ears proclaimed his pure and noble lineage.
Behind him stood a monk hooded.
The messenger was startled.
The other sheriffs all curtsied and greeted him: "Your Highness Grayson!"
The messenger was startled.
Of course he knew the name.
The other party was none other than the first in line to the throne of the Susas royal court, whose full name was Grayson Susas.
He immediately knelt down and hurriedly said, "Your Highness! I brought a secret letter from the Finafen family to present to the esteemed King Susas, but they stopped me!"
The other sheriffs' expressions changed drastically, and some gripped their scimitars tightly, ready to make trouble.
Grayson frowned slightly.
At the same time, the hooded mage beside him shouted in a low voice: "Command—Kneel!"
An invisible wave spread out.
The sheriffs instantly and involuntarily knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground, their scimitars falling from their hands.
Soon, a squad of guards arrived and took all the troublemaking sheriffs away.
The messenger breathed a sigh of relief.
Grayson looked at him and said calmly, "Could you give me the letter? I can pass it on to my father for you."
The messenger hesitated.
His orders were to deliver the secret letter to the contact person designated by the royal court, who would then forward it to King Susas.
But the person before her was a prince.
Seeing his hesitation, the prince's gentle expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."
I will lead you into the inner court.
The messenger watched the sheriff being led away, weighing his options in his mind:
We must not cause trouble for the Finafine family; angering the Crown Prince is clearly the most unwise choice.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, I have a secret letter that I wish to give to you privately."
"OK."
Grayson Susas gave a gentle smile.
A short while later, they were in a room.
The messenger solemnly handed the letter in his arms to Prince Grayson.
After reading it, the latter frowned slightly and said calmly, "Duke Eisenberg is planning a rebellion."
The messenger bowed his head and remained silent.
Grayson looked at the messenger and smiled again: "In that case, would you be interested in putting on a show for me?"
"A play?" The messenger was taken aback.
Grayson turned to look at the mage beside him and nodded.
The monk stepped forward, looked at the messenger, and said, word by word, "Order: Assassination."
Blood splattered.
The messenger stared at his hands in disbelief.
The moment the mage spoke, he uncontrollably grabbed the dagger and stabbed out!
Prince Grayson let out a painful groan as blood seeped from his arm.
Before the messenger could even react, the mage pointed at him again and said coldly, "Command: Suicide."
A loud thud of footsteps rang out, and a large number of guards rushed in, surrounding the scene.
They stared in horror and shock at the half-elf lying lifeless on the ground, and at Prince Grayson's pained expression.
The hooded mage then spoke slowly, his voice cold and clear: "The Finafen family of Twin Harbor intends to assassinate the heir to the throne."
"Send the order to the local garrison to immediately arrest the entire Finafenne family!"
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