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What sounded like a simple matter could easily keep the Supreme Court busy for seven or eight long nights.
The next day, Eleanor was to be sent to the Heritage Bureau for detention, and Sophie was tasked with organizing the escort.
“Send more people, just in case someone tries to rescue her or attempts an assassination,” Rafael advised.
“If it were an assassination, it might force Eleanor to speak up,” Sophie replied.
Rafael shook his head. “He’s not that foolish. If he wanted to assassinate her, he’d use the guise of a rescue. He wouldn’t risk someone taking a long??ange shot??here’s too much uncertainty. If he fails to kill her, he’ll be exposed. He knows Eleanor too well. She might protect him, but she would never accept betrayal.”
“True.” Sophie nodded in agreement.
“But such a good opportunity? I doubt he’d let it slip away. He might send some skilled fighters to stage a rescue while aiming to kill for real.”
With her hands on her hips, Sophie sighed. She had been so busy lately that she hardly found time to eat, making her waist feel a size smaller.
“He’s kept a group of loyal suicide soldiers. The last attempt on Valor Estate involved them, but I doubt he’ll bring all of them to the capital. This time, it’s probably more of a gamble. He won’t mobilize too many. Those suicide soldiers are his safety net here in the capital,” she said.
“Do you want me to accompany you during the escort? Rafael asked.
Sophie chuckled. “That won’t be necessary. The Capital Guard isn’t just for show, right?”
She playfully raised a fist, then lifted her chin and grinned at him.
*And besides, I’m here!”
Yuvan also discussed the matter with Wayne.
Wayne disagreed with sending anyone out, but Yuvan felt that Eleanor’s very existence was a lingering threat.
She hadn’t exposed him yet, but what about in the future?
“That dim??itted king is truly cunning.” Yuvan said, frustration seeping into his voice. “He discovered so many weapons and armor that should warrant immediate execution as a warning, yet he ordered her confinement in the Heritage Bureau. This case remains unresolved, and as long as it drags on, Rafael will hound me like a rabid dog. Eleanor’s survival is a direct threat to me.”
Wayne frowned. “While she is a threat, a failed attempt to deal with her could lead to severe consequences. Eleanor might just turn you in. She’s a lunatic.”
“That’s why I plan to disguise my intent as a rescue. We’ll make her believe we’re there to save her, then seize the opportunity to eliminate her.”
Wayne remained opposed. “That’s far too risky. You really don’t need to take such a chance. Just focus on attending to the ailing Lady Ruth daily and leave everything else alone. That’s the best course of action.
“Regardless, it’s still a risk. Until she’s dead, I can’t find peace. It’s tormenting.” A cold glint flashed in Yuvan’s eyes. “She has to die.”
Seeing Yuvan’s determination, Wayne relented slightly.
“If you’re going to go through with this, then I suggest using suicide soldiers disguised as martial artists to rescue her. At least the king will suspect that Eleanor has raised a faction in the martial world. However, since Sophie is personally escorting her, it won’t be easy to kill or rescue her under her watch.”
“It’s still worth a try,” Yuvan replied, fatigue etched into his features.
He hadn’t been sleeping well lately, and his exhaustion showed. Outsiders assumed he was simply worried about his mom, compounded by the fatigue of attending to her.
He added, “Find out when the escort is scheduled and arrange for ten people. With Eleanor’s people unavailable, let’s use Harvey’s people for reconnaissance.”
Wayne nodded. “Alright, I’ll take care of it.”
The following evening, the Supreme Court had arranged everything. Initially, they planned to use a prison cart. But after discussion, they decided to send Eleanor in a horse??rawn carriage to keep her from being seen.
Sophie led the group personally, with thirty capital guards escorting them and Michael clearing the path ahead.
At dusk, the cold wind wasn’t biting. However, it was much chillier than during the day, signaling the onset of winter.
The carriage set off from the Supreme Court building, with Michael riding ahead to pave the way, Sophiel rode beside the carriage on Lightning, wielding her Rose Spear, her presence exuding both elegance and authority.
Capital guards were strategically placed around the carriage, forming a tight and disciplined escort.
The sound of hooves echoed loudly on the cobblestone road, drawing the attention of shopkeepers and townsfolk alike, who stepped outside to see what was happening.
Since it wasn’t a prison cart, the civilians had no idea what all the fuss was about. However, the hottest topic among them lately, aside from Eleanor’s alleged treason, was the fact that the Hell Monarch’s princess consort, Sophie, had taken on the role of commander of the Mystic Army.
When someone finally recognized her, they exclaimed, That’s Commander Devin! I’ve seen her before!”
“Is it really her? She looks so impressive!”
“I’ve never seen a woman in a position of power before
“If women can fight on the battlefield, why can’t they be an official?”
“But she’s really… How do I even describe it? I can’t find the words! She’s both beautiful and commanding I’ve never seen a government official this striking.”
“Who’s in the carriage? Why such a grand escort?”
Their chatter rose above the gusts of wind and reached Sophie’s ears, but she paid them no mind.
One of her hands gripped the reins while the other held her spear. Her gaze was sharp and alert, listening for any unusual sounds..
Once they passed Swallowstone Street, it was just 1.5 more miles to the Heritage Bureau, where Eleanor would be imprisoned.
If an attack were to happen, it would most likely occur after they crossed Swallowstone Street.
As soon as they crossed Swallowstone Street, Sophie felt an oppressive murderous air surround themn.
The killing intent was palpable, accompanied by a scent of blood that only someone attuned to such darkness could detect. Sophie recognized it all too well??rom that fateful night at Valor Estate, when those suicide soldiers had descended like shadows.
Her mentor had once spoken of the brutal process of training these killers. Those who survived emerged from the corpses of beasts and men alike, forged in a sea of blood and death.
And no matter how skilled they became, they always carried with them a heavy aura of slaughter and a lingering stench of blood.
“Everyone, stay alert!”
Her voice cut through the wind, reaching every ear in the group.
Eyes narrowed in focus as they gripped their weapons tightly, sensing the slightest rustle in the air. After they crossed the intersection, a faint yet sharp tremor filled the atmosphere. It was the unmistakable sound of swords being drawn, carried by the northern wind.
“Stop!” Michael raised a hand, halting the formation.