Chapter 1171 - What Was This Situation?
Chapter 1171 - What Was This Situation?
Climbing on the walls, Death and his men continuously used his daggers to ascend the building onto the 4th floor.
They carefully moved diagonally, trying as much as possible to mask their presence.
Luckily for them, they had chosen to attack during the Storm.
Death quickly got onto the balcony and waited for his men to ascend.
But just when he thought the coast was clear, he heard something.
A hidden guard!
The guard opened the balcony door ever so gently, with a dagger in his hand.
Looking left, right and all around, the guard squinted his eyes for a bit, not sure of his thoughts.
Could he have been hallucinating?
He felt something... Or was it just his imagination?
The guard gave a signal to the other guards indoors, who also tensed and prepared for any unforeseen circumstances as well.
~Swish!
In a flash, they all moved closer towards the balcony while still hiding in different locations.
The air around them tensed up as everyone waited for that guard closest to the balcony to return.
But it was only momentarily.
Because in the next second, the Guard's head was sliced off cleanly.
~Slash!
The body's body stood still in place as blood from his neck sprayed onto Death's face.
Death licked his lips with a sadistic expression: "Hello, mind if we come in?."
"_"
Swish!
Like the wind, Death and his men stormed the room crazily, making the hidden guards feel alarmed.
Who were they?
'Amateurs,' Death thought before dashing towards one hidden away at the very back of Baron Cain's bed.
Do you think he wouldn't spot you because it's dark?
Well, think again!
He wasn't the number one Pyno ȧssassin for thinking.
Like so, the entire place became a war done, as they began battling silently, as ȧssassins do.
And all this time, Baton Cain had been enjoying the beautiful, calming sounds of the rain while deep in his slumber.
.
The lead hidden guard gritted his teeth and finally revealed himself.
He stretched his hands out in an attempt to dash towards Cain and wake him up.
~Swish!
He threw a hidden weapon at the guard, forcing him to step back, hence buying Death more time to advance.
The guard suddenly yelled: "Master. Wake Up! We are under siege!"
"Zzzzzzzz~"
"_"
The hidden guard's eyes turned grim as he saw that his master hadn't even moved an inch even after all his yelling.
F***!
How tired was the guy for him to be so knocked out?
At this point, even shaking him would not do the job properly.
'Master. Don't blame me if this subordinate slaps you silly.'
With that, the guard mentally calculated the distance between Death and the master, as well as the distance between him and the Master.
Like so, he speeded up and hurried towards Baron Cain, ready to smack the sh** out of him.
But just when the slap was about to touch Cain's cheeks, Death appeared by his side and blocked the hit, 'saving' Baron Cain from the abominable beating.
The hidden guard's eyes were spitting out fire as he stared at Death coldly.
'Damn you bastard!'
~Pah!
The guard sent a fierce punch at Death with one hand while sending another Punch at Cain.
But Death quickly caught the attacks... and thus began their comedic battle over Baron Cain's side.
The duo fought, jumped onto the massive bed and even landed on the floor just beside Cain.
The sandman had truly stolen Cain's brain away because nothing he did; even the movements of the beds were enough to wake him up.
Death, who felt like he had played enough with his cute rabbit, finally decided to end things once and for all.
What? This entire mission, he hadn't even had fun yet. So wasn't he at least entitled to this much?
Death suddenly smiled cruelly, releasing a murderous aura that made the guard think that Death had suddenly been posted by a wandering ancestor spirit.
'Bro... You weren't like this before, okay?'
"Kill!"
In just 3 moves, Death first slashed off 4 of the ȧssassin's fingers before stabbing his ċhėst, pulling the dagger out brutally and finally concluding by slicing his enemy's throat.
~Slash.
Death could've just sliced his neck and made things easier.
But for some reason, he wanted to see his little plaything fall into despair a bit.
.
Cain smiled and turned around his bed merrily, dreaming about who knows what.
But soon, his smile suddenly turned into a frown as he started drowning in his dream.
Cain looked around him and realized that he was now in an ocean, struggling for air while flapping his arms desperately for survival.
Oh no! How did he get here?
How come he couldn't see any land around him?
The dream was so real that Baron Cain felt himself gasping for air at every turn.
His chubby body began sinking deeply until he had no choice but to wake up from his dream in despair.
Good. It was only a nightmare.
Cain felt relieved but soon, suddenly froze.
"_"
Blink. Blink.
Cain stared at the crowd beside him and suddenly felt weak.
What? Who? When?
What the hell was going on here?
Death, who had been spraying Cain with the blood of the dead guard, suddenly threw the head away and smiled at Cain charmingly.
"Had a good dream? Shh... If you scream, you die."
"...."
Cain almost fainted from shock when the dagger came close to his neck.
Even the head of the guard that had been thrown aside made him shower in fright.
Hello? He slept soundly and woke up in a strange situation.
So who can tell him how things turned out like this?
Baron Cain had tears in his eyes as these treacherous kidnappers tied him, gagged him and hauled him away in the dead of night.
Where the hell were the T.O.E.P when you needed them?
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