MTL - The Law of the Silent Gentleman-Chapter 104 Revenge Feast 4

The governor's body went limp.

Giuliano dodged back, drew the dagger, and let his body fall to the ground, blood gurgling out. He couldn't hide his smile at all. Bonnywell is finally dead! He avenged his family and took his enemy's life with his own hands! What in the world could make him happier than this? The dark joy in his chest flowed into his limbs, almost breaking through his body!

The guard on the right was the first to notice the abnormality.

"There is an assassin!" He drew out the long sword at his waist and was about to stab at Giuliano, but Enzo beside him quickly grabbed his wrist, grabbed the long sword with his hands, and pierced his chest.

The guard on the left immediately drew his sword. Giuliano raised the dagger and faced the blade. His whole hand was bloody, and sticky bits of flesh and blood dripped from the edge of the dagger, making him look like a **** **** of death. The guards were inexplicably horrified, the long sword dropped from his hand in one blow! He sat on the ground with one buttocks, backed up with hands and feet, Enzo held the sword in both hands, and cut off his head, hot blood splashed all over Giuliano.

Dancers scattered like birds and beasts! For a moment, screams, screams, and cries rushed into the night sky, and the luxurious banquet suddenly turned into a **** purgatory! The incident happened in an instant, and the guards around the garden had no time to react. When they realized that the assassin must be taken down, the fleeing guests blocked the way.

Giuliano was about to pick up the long sword dropped by the guard, but a hand was a step ahead of him. The brown-haired young man near the governor not only did not run away, but rushed forward, picked up the sword on the ground, and stabbed Giuliano!

The dagger and the long sword collided in the air, sparking dazzling sparks! They are familiar with each other's swordsmanship routines, and they recognize each other's identity as soon as they fight!

— Antoine!

Giuliano felt like a beast roaring in his heart.

—Why at this time? Why hinder me!

And Antoine couldn't hide his surprised expression. The assassin swung away his attack, he moved sideways, thrust his sword obliquely, and was caught without a hitch. They are like two disciples from the same sect competing with each other, each move can be perfectly dismantled.

"Giuliano, is that you...?!" Antoine asked in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Get out of the way, Antoine! Don't get in the way!" Giuliano gritted his teeth.

"Why do you want to assassinate His Excellency the Governor?"

"For revenge!"

Antoine's sword didn't straighten at all, but the attack was not as violent as before.

"So the governor is the real murderer of your family?"

"That's right! I finally got my revenge, why did you jump out and disturb the situation!"

On the other side, a scorching flame wrapped around Enzo like a spirit snake. The assassin touched the mask on his face, smiled at the woman on the other side of the flame, and whispered, "Misunderstanding, Miss Constantia, it's me."

"Of course I know it's you." Constanzia calmly increased the fire, the red tattoos on her arms burst out with bright red light, "I've been aware of it for a long time... Antoine said that the holy emblem belongs to you, That's the holy symbol of the Reticent, isn't it? I guessed right, you're an assassin."

The tongue of fire licked Enzo's skin, and as soon as the sweat broke out, it was evaporated by the high temperature.

"Since you have already guessed it, why are you still using secret methods to deal with me?"

"I didn't expect you to have the audacity to assassinate the governor, let alone Giuliano became your apprentice... I won't kill you, I advise you not to resist stubbornly, just bow your head and capture it!"

"There are some reasons for this. We have to do this. You can go back and ask your teacher to understand. We have legitimate reasons. Please don't embarrass us here."

"You're talking about this when people are dead?!" Constanzia yelled incredulously, "What is human life in your eyes?! I don't care what kind of grievances you have, and you don't care about the identity of the silent ones. Since killing Those who have committed crimes must be judged!"

Enzo raised his long sword: "You are such an upright lady. It would be great if there were more people like you in the world. What a pity!"

He thrust his sword into the wall of fire!

When the sword was drawn, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it actually brought an invisible gust of wind, forcibly suppressing the flames. The assassin jumped out of the ring of fire, and the blade was about to approach Constanzia's throat.

"Be careful!"

A white figure flew over and pinned the sorceress to the ground.

The blade pierces through the air. Enzo easily withdrew his sword. He didn't intend to kill the killer at first, he just wanted to scare Constanzia, but he didn't expect Leixi to jump out to save the beauty at the critical moment.

"Lexie! Stop him! Don't let him escape!" Constantia shouted.

The bard gave the assassin a meaningful look, then picked up Constanzia and ran to the outside of the dance floor, shouting as he ran, "Miss Constanzia, are you okay! This assassin is too strong, he can't beat him at all!" !"

Constantia thumped his back hard: "Put me down! I'm going to help Antoine!"

"The secret method of fire can't restrain them! It's like hitting a stone with an egg! Let's run away! Antoine can deal with them!"

Enzo lowered his head knowingly, expressing his respect to the bard, and then turned to "deal with" Antoine. And the young swordsmen are caught in a "hard fight" with Giuliano-they use exaggerated moves, you come and go. No killing move.

"Help us delay, Antoine!" Giuliano burst out a few words through his teeth.

"No problem! I understand you!" The young swordsman made a "no problem" gesture with his left hand while attacking, "Why didn't you tell me that Boniwell is your enemy? I can help You! What is the relationship between us!"

"I'm afraid you will leak the news!" Giuliano was angry and funny.

Enzo also joins them in the show. Guards sealed off the gardens, and shivering guests gathered at the gates to watch in awe at the battle in the middle of the garden. In their eyes, Antoine is undoubtedly one against two, but he does not show any disadvantage. A group of archers surrounded the dance floor, everyone raised their bows and arrows, but no one dared to shoot arrows, because Lei Xi pretended to be yelling: "Don't shoot arrows! You will accidentally hurt your own people!" The guests nodded in agreement, and some even started Shout out to Antoine.

"Come on! Young man! Kill those two assassins!"

"Well done, lad!"

"Who is he? A hero is a boy!"

Antoine was not at all grateful for the enthusiasm of the onlookers. With a mournful face, he asked in a low voice, "How long will it be delayed? I'm about to get out of the stage..."

"Just a little longer!" Giuliano secretly calculated the time. It should be almost...

Suddenly, a deep and cold voice sounded from behind the circle surrounded by archers:

"Fire the arrows. It is better to kill a hundred by mistake than to let one go."

The three of them looked in the direction of the sound in horror. The archers stepped aside, and a man in black and a falcon mask walked into the encirclement, with his hands behind his back, arrogantly looking at the three people—and the corpse on the ground.

"Are you... Boniwell?"

The attacks of the three stopped simultaneously. Giuliano looked at the body, then at the man in black, and a lightning bolt exploded in his mind.

Antoine gasped: "Why are there two governors?!"

"The one who died is probably a substitute." Enzo frowned, "We have fallen for such a simple trick..."

He winked at Antoine calmly. The young swordsman stammered: "Yuan, so the real governor is not dead, haha... Great, great... Scared me to death..." He threw down his long sword in a panic, "I, I am a good man! Really! Yes! Don't kill me! I'm helping you, Governor!" He ran towards the garden gate. Boniwell raised his left hand, and the circle of archers made way for him.

"Now we won't kill good people by mistake." The governor turned to Enzo and Giuliano with a smile.

"you-!"

Giuliano wanted to rush up, but was stopped by Enzo.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him!"

Boniwell looked at Giuliano curiously. "Do I know you, young man?"

Giuliano tore off his mask: "You don't remember me? I'm Giuliano Sacon, Vito's son! You killed my parents, and now I'm here to avenge you!"

"Oh, so it's the son of the traitor Vito Sacon." Boniwell said calmly, "I originally planned to spare your life because you were still young and didn't know the evil deeds of your parents, but you unexpectedly I committed a serious crime of murder under the eyes of everyone, even if I have the heart to forgive you, I can't do it."

"Don't confuse right and wrong there! My parents didn't commit treason at all! The traitor is you, Boniwell! You colluded with Mukania, betrayed military secrets, and blamed my parents, trying to kill people..."

"Shoot the arrow!" Boniwell waved his hand fiercely, "Destroy this vicious assassin!"

It's too late to say-

All I could hear was a loud rumbling noise from the ground, as if thunder and lightning had exploded beneath my feet. A crack appeared on the marble floor, then the second, and then the third. The crack spread from Giuliano's feet like a scurrying snake!

The ground instantly collapsed!

With all his strength, Giuliano leaped to Boniwell and grabbed his ankle before the ground gave way under his feet. Boniwell shouted and kicked his hand away, but it was too late! A bottomless pit appears in the center of the garden, and Enzo, Giuliano, and Boniwell fall into it at the same time. The pothole continued to expand, and the archers were so frightened that they threw away their helmets and armor, and retreated to the outside one after another. For a while, no one thought of rescuing the governor.

"Earthquake?!" someone among the guests screamed.

"That must be the crack leading to hell!"

"The governor is swallowed by the mouth of hell!"

Fear spreads quickly among the people like a plague.

"Did you hear what the assassin said? The governor is the traitor..."

"How can you believe the assassin's rumors to confuse the public!"

"But the Sacon family died in a strange way..."

"Could it be true what he said...?"

"Anyway, let's run away! Whether it's an earthquake or the mouth of hell, I don't want to die!"

Giuliano fell into endless darkness.

He cried out in pain as rocks fell on him, and he plunged headfirst into the freezing water. There really is a dark river underground, and Marco didn't lie to them. He tried his best to move his limbs, trying to surface the water, but was washed away by the fierce current, either hitting his head or knocking his hands. The dark river carried him to an unknown place. He was shivering with cold, and a nameless fear suddenly appeared in his heart—where would he be taken by the current? by the river? seaside? Or disappear into the ground forever? Will he wake up and find himself in hell?

But... whatever. If he died, Boniwell would certainly not live either. He finally got his revenge.

He couldn't breathe. Cold water rushed into his lungs, blocking his breathing. He is so uncomfortable, his body is so heavy, just sink like this, and never come up again...

He slowly closed his eyes.

"Juliano!"

Someone forced air into his windpipe. He coughed loudly, and salty water gushed out of his nose and mouth. It took him a while to catch his breath. Someone kept patting his back to smooth him out. He opened his sore eyes, and it took him a while to focus.

The first thing that catches the eye is the wet Enzo. He crouched beside Giuliano, watching him with concern. Am I dead? he thought in a daze. It's great to be able to repeat with Enzo in Hades too...

Then he saw the starry sky.

The vast expanse of starry sky.

The bright stars shone like scattered diamonds. In the sky, the comet dragged its long snow-white tail, sweeping across a crowd of planetesimals.

— Star of Ji Lisa.

The rhythm of the tide hitting the shore came to my ears. The sand beneath him was soft and slippery.

"I'm still...alive?" he murmured.

"Of course," Enzo cupped his face and kissed it, "we're all alive. Thank goodness."

"Where's Boniwell...?"

Enzo straightened his body, raised his right hand, and pointed into the distance.

Giuliano sat up with difficulty. They are on a beach. It appears that an undercurrent of subterranean currents has finally flowed into the sea. At the place Enzo pointed out, a man was struggling to climb ashore, spitting out a few mouthfuls of water every step he climbed. Giuliano helped Enzo to his feet and staggered towards the man. Enzo followed, but finally chose to stop and watch.

The man's mask had long since disappeared, revealing an aged face that still maintained a handsome and graceful face. He crawled with difficulty and tried to stand up several times, but he didn't have enough strength. Giuliano was also exhausted, not much better than he, but he staggered forward with the dark fire in his heart.

The man found him. Fear crept into his face, driving him to crawl faster, away from the looming death. Giuliano shuffled, kicked the sand away, and came to the man. A wave of sea water surged up, covering his ankles and half of the man's body.

"Don't kill me..." the man muttered, "I was wrong! I repent! Please forgive me!"

"Now you know how to beg for mercy, Boniwell? What about the momentum just now?"

Giuliano straddled him and rode him.

"Even if you kill me, your parents can't be resurrected from the dead! Think about it, child, if your parents' spirits in the sky see you become an assassin..."

"Can they be resurrected without revenge?! If I give up revenge, I will live in pain and regret all my life! Revenge cannot bring them back to life, but—" Giuliano raised his hands, strangled the man's neck, and roared hoarsely Said, "But it makes me very happy!!"

"I will restore the honor of your parents! I will return your family property! I will give you more and more! Whatever you want, as long as I can give it to you! You know it? You know it all ? King Muchania promised me that as long as he conquers the city-states of Yod, he will make me the supreme governor, and then you can enter my court... How about making you Grand Duke? Grand Duke Vanessa! The entire city-state is Your territory! You can still be Minister of Finance...Military Minister...Prime Minister! I am willing to make you Prime Minister! I can give you whatever you want!"

"I only want your life!"

Giuliano tightened his hands.

The man kicked his feet, his eyes seemed to protrude from their sockets. He couldn't make a complete sound, only the "clack" sound kept coming out of his throat. After a while, he stopped moving and couldn't make any sound. But Giuliano still didn't relax his grip. After a long time, the man's pupils slowly dilated, and those eyes that were once praised by countless people as "intelligent and profound" were now like dead fish, reflecting the gorgeous starry sky.

A hand tugged at Ragiuliano's clothes.

"Let go. He's dead." Enzo came to Giuliano at some point.

Giuliano then slowly let go of his hand.

He lowered his head, stared at the man's lifeless body for a while, and stood up slowly with Enzo's support. For some reason, he felt empty in his heart, the dark fire that had been burning forever, quietly extinguished at some point, leaving behind a dry heart that was completely burned.

Someday, new green shoots will sprout from the ashes.

"Forgot to say. Cesare sends you my regards, His Excellency Governor Bonnieville."

He kicked the man. Another wave of sea water surged over his and Enzo's calves, as well as the man's body. When the sea receded, there were only two people clinging to each other on the beach. The gradually icy corpse was wrapped in the arms of the sea and disappeared.

Giuliano buried his head in Enzo's neck and wept bitterly.