Chapter 117.2
“What the heck is this? What is that beast?”
I heard such a scream and looked to the side to see Viscount Savoie, who lost most of his guards, slumped over on his back. Perhaps sensing my gaze, the viscount started shouting something with a frightened look on his face.
“If you kill me, you will be in big trouble! A skilled assassin is already on his way to the Crown Prince’s place! I am the only one who can stop them…”
Boom!
As Viscount Savoie started yelling something disturbing, a flying one-handed sword pierced deeply through his throat, and light was lost from his eyes as he spat blood bubbles as if he was chattering, unable to grasp what happened.
“You, backstabbing traitor who was not even prepared…!”
Looking back toward where the sword flew, Rudiger, who released the sword, spat at Viscount Savoie, whom he called a traitor.
“Rudiger…you.”
Seeing this, Elena muttered, and Rudiger, who had lost most of his men, gave a self-mocking, tired smile.
“Your Highness, Princess. You have a good escort. We thought we were all sympathetic and like-minded for our country, but it seems that not all of us felt the same way…”
“Surrender, Rudiger; what do you mean they are after my brother? If you are willing to change your mind and cooperate…”
“That’s not going to happen.”