“Alright, I’ll set you up with a guard’s identity. But before you head in, you’ll need to change your appearance,” Rodrigo finally conceded.
Though it came with some risk, it was better than doing nothing. At noon, inside West Lucozia Castle, news of Rufus’s death had been sealed off.
But many officials still gathered upon hearing it. Some came to offer condolences with heavy hearts, while others had different motives.
“The Grand General of the Supreme State has arrived!”
“The Grand General of the Sentinel has arrived!”
Two shouts echoed from the entrance. And two middle-aged men in combat gear, each leading a troop of soldiers with menacing swords at their waists, swaggered in. These soldiers looked fierce and had an evil glint in their eyes.
Everett Caide and Shane Gilby, holding the ranks of Grand General of the Supreme State and Grand General of the Sentinel, respectively, entered grandiosity.
“Generals, you must disarm before entering the castle,” a castle guard told Everett and Shane, bowing respectfully.
“Humph! I’ve never taken off my combat gear when going out. Get lost!” Everett sneered.
“General Caide, it’s a rule of the castle. Please comply,” the castle guard insisted.
“Rule? Screw your rules!” He slapped the guard’s face, scoffing, “Who do you think you are? Daring to use rules to suppress me? Are you tired of living?”
“General Caide, I am just following orders.” the castle guard stood firm.
“Quit the damn nonsense. Get out of my way, or I’ll chop off your head!” Everett drew his sword, holding it at the guard’s neck, looking extremely domineering.
“Even if you chop off my head, you still have to follow the rules.” The castle guard remained unyielding.
“You damn dog! I bet you won’t give up until you see the gallows!” Everett was enraged. He raised his sword and slashed at the guard’s arm.
“Stop!”
A sharp rebuke echoed, and Eloise, dressed in simple black attire, accompanied by Jaxon and others, rushed over.
“Everett! How dare you draw your sword in the castle? Have you no respect for the castle rules?” Eloise rebuked angrily.
“Your Highness.” Everett quickly sheathed his sword, bowing slightly, and then forced a smile.
“Your Highness, I was just joking. How could I actually intend harm?”
“Joking?” She snorted, “If I had arrived a moment later, that guard’s arm might already be severed!”
“Your Highness, I was just teasing this young fellow. I had no intention of hurting him.” Everett grinned insincerely.
“Yeah, Your Highness, Everett here has a peculiar temperament. Please don’t take it to heart,” Shane, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally spoke up.
“General Gilby is here too.”
Eloise glanced around, coldly saying, Two generals, clad in combat gear, armed with swords, brazenly broke into the castle. Are you planning a rebellion?”
With this statement, Everett and Shane’s expressions instantly changed.
