Chapter 150: A Visit to Prozen (4)
I thought about assassination, turning the method over in my mind.
The best tool is a bomb. At least this time, it would be. Because the other side was expecting the bomb to be a dud. All I was doing was inserting myself as a variable into an already staged incident.
"...It's not difficult."
Early dawn. Comer Boulevard in Prozen, where starlight had settled.
I stood along the route that Minister Louis Marceau would soon pass through. Before the Regression, too, the assassination attempt had taken place near this road leading to the parliament.
I took the bomb out of my pocket.
A Mana Bomb, personally crafted by Yukia. It was only palm-sized, but with multiple highest-purity Mana Stones condensed inside, its destructive power would rival a decent artillery strike.
"..."
I crouched down while checking the area for any sign of people. I split open the asphalt surface with a dagger and buried the bomb beneath it.