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Curse the Mainframe! - Chapter 248

Published at 5th of December 2019 03:15:07 PM


Chapter 248

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Four days later, the palace was particularly quiet.

The place where the servants were always busily moving about as they cleaned and worked was particularly empty today.

In a rare move, if unwise move, the emperor and empress had allowed for all the servants to have a day off, and the servants gladly took the chance to flee from the palace for a day at least, free from the persistently tense atmosphere inside the palace.

Or rather, they were not allowed to re-join back with society, but were instead all keeping low in their dorms.

They had no idea why such orders had been relayed to them, but they gladly took the chance for a break, as well as to get away from the atmosphere in the palace.

Rumour had it that the royal family was acting strangely these past couple of days.

It was high noon, and a solitary figure slipped into palace through the unguarded walls.

While it would not have been so easy normally, much of the security and manpower had been sent to the frontlines of the war, leaving only the bare necessities behind to protect the family.

It was a statement to how truly arrogant the empress and emperor were, to be able to do such a thing without a second thought, acting as if they were truly untouchable in all ways.

It was like they never expected that someone had nefarious intentions against them, so sure were they in their power and authority.

Alistair sneered.

While he would not have called everything off even if the two showed more signs of vigilance, it would at least have allowed him to respect the two as opponents more, unlike how he was feeling right now.

Emperor Louis was truly a facetious emperor.

Not only was he now in the empress' pocket, he had only won the struggle for the throne because of Alistair's late mother, who had wholeheartedly supported him.

She'd deflected the attempts on his life time and time again, as well as suffering numerous times all for the sake of her husband, but this was how she was repaid.

In the end, when she had just barely started tasting the sweetness that should have come from ascending the throne, she had been summarily murdered by nefarious means via the current empress in a moment of carelessness.

While it was terrible, what truly made the rage within him boil over was that the emperor never showed any reactions to Alistair pleading with him to investigate the cause of his mother's death.

Alistair had only been ten years old at that time, but the coldness and expressionless eyes that the emperor used to stare at him when he said those words left behind such a strong impression that he would see those hateful eyes even in his sleep.

It was only then that he realized he could not trust anyone in the royal family from the top to the bottom.

His father was cold, and the new empress was a vile snake. Even his siblings looked at him with disdainful eyes.


If even his biological father could not be trusted, what more for his half siblings?

The only blessing he had was that the his mother's family sent their hidden guards to him once it was revealed that his mother had died from infighting in the palace.

So, Alistair started building up a force of his own outside of the royal family, and he even joined the Heavenly Ascension Sect since it was the best.

Most of the time, it was his body double that took his place in the palace, which was what had allowed himself time to improve himself.

Otherwise, if Alistair really allowed himself to act in that manner all the time, he would eventually have fallen no matter how strong-willed he was.

The window they were staring at silently opened as Dominique allowed himself into the room.

He was dressed in the Spectres' standard uniform, where everything except the lower half of his face was covered.

"Boss," Dominique said, and instead of his usual husky voice, it was a pure and clear sounding voice.

Alistair's mouth opened slightly. If he didn't know otherwise, he would never have suspected that this was Dominique at all.

He never realized how much the sect's clothing hid regarding muscle tone. Or was it just that the skin-tight clothing made it much more noticeable?

Dominique nodded at them. He'd already taken care of a few guards that surrounded the emperor and empress.

He checked the surrounding areas, as well as the areas outside the city, and there were truly no hidden troops in ambush that would come to the royal family's aid in a time of crisis.

This baffled Dominique greatly, but he chalked it up to an idiot's mindset.

The time window was short for them to make their move.

Alistair's eyes drooped to become half-lidded. It was time.

The three of them split up without another word, each going their separate ways.

The blood was thrumming in Alec's veins, the promise of bloodshed and violence calling out to him.

He hadn't let loose for so many days already, and now he was finally going to destress for the first time in more than a month.

Alec donned the Spectre uniform, his footsteps completely silent as he paced down the hallway, almost as if he was floating down the hallway instead of running down it.

He was unnoticeable to anyone who might pass by.

He didn't even pause when he noticed the few hidden guards hidden in the shadows.

Their mastery over the technique was far lower than his, and Alec managed to get behind them before they realized that anything was amiss.

Alec's dagger was rather noticeable, but before they were able to see anything, the dagger flashed across their throats, causing a spray of blood as their artery was cut.

The jet of blood spurted high, splattering against the wall.

Alec felt his heart throb in excitement at his first taste of blood in a long time.

Every single cell in his body was trembling with excitement as his body thrived on the combat that had been denied to it for more than a month.

It had been a long time since he'd gone without being able to pit himself against other monsters, and while Alec liked playing around and infiltration, he also loved the battle that made his blood sing.

With the lacking manpower that the palace currently had right now, they wouldn't be missed, so he just casually deposited them in the corner where they were out of the way.

Since Alistair was going after the empress, Alec was going after the emperor, while Dominique was taking care of any security around the place.

Alec looked at the sturdy throne room doors and tilted his head.

Instead of pulling the doors open and entering himself, he slammed a fist on the wall outside the room, just barely enough to put a rather sizable crater in it, but not enough to send the wall tumbling down.

Inside the throne room, the guards and the emperor were instantly alert as the loud boom was heard near them.

The doors quickly opened as the guards looked for the intruder – as well as the threat to the emperor.

The throne room that the emperor was currently in had more guards than the rest of the palace, even with the security was as depleted as it was.

Still, moving in the shadows with the special hidden guard technique, Alec found that the guards that guarded the emperor was clearly a notch lower than he expected.

He thought that he would face a lot more resistance and had even prepared himself to be discovered before he made it near the emperor.

Yet, the guards went down like wet paper, and his worries were unfounded.

It seemed as if the most expert guards had been sent to the frontlines to do more damage, which was just as well.

Before the emperor was able to react, Alec had already disposed of all the hidden guards that were left still protecting him.

He didn't even have trouble with it.

Of course, as clueless as the emperor was, even he would have to notice when the bodies started appearing out of thin air as they were no longer able to maintain the hidden guard's technique.

Emperor Louis was instantly on guard, taking up a stance that one wouldn't have expected from what was supposed to be a weak emperor.

"Who's there?" the emperor's voice echoed in the silent room, but there was no reply. The door shut.

Of course, even if his reaction was unexpected, Alec would still be able to take care of him.

Alec looked at the emperor as the other raised his vigilance to the fullest, displaying his intermediate rank.

The emperor was the same rank as Alec himself was, which made Alec's eyes light up.

Alec silently moved in circles around the emperor, looking for an opening.

The emperor waited with more patience than he originally thought, his eyes sharp and calculating.

Alec thought that his eyes looked a little like Alistair's at this moment, and he made a gauging move.

Right under the emperor's guard, there was a small opening, and Alec took it.

It was likely a trap left there by the emperor, and sure enough, the cheap dagger that Alec used to throw forward was parried by the emperor.

The blood boiled even more in Alec's veins at the prospective thought of a battle before he forcibly calmed himself down.

No, it was an emperor, after all. Would the other really be able to put up much of a fight?




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