Resetting Lady - Chapter 226
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“Find them! There’s a sniper! Everyone fall back and get under the trees…!”
“Aaaahhhhh!”
The jaw of the man at the front was blown off by a gunshot. The sight was gruesome, but it didn’t kill him. The man whose jaw was blown off fell into panic, and the soldiers around him screamed at the sight.
“The reinforcements will join us soon! Don’t panic!”
Someone’s shout brought the situation somewhat under control.
“Reinforcements…”
Louis muttered from behind Sion.
Though the unfolding situation was bewildering, he managed not to fall into panic. Louis looked at the King’s pale face beyond the collapsed wall. As the smoke settled, the King’s face was visible even from a distance. He wanted to run over immediately and shake him awake, but he knew he shouldn’t.
‘How long has Father been preparing for this?’
Louis glared at the Prince’s Palace.
He had thought the time would come when someone would try to kill him. However, he never thought they would kill the Current King, and on top of that, try to kill all the nobles on Louis’s side as well.
Anger began to burn in Louis’s eyes.
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“So Lord Raymond was your lover? He’s quite skilled.”
Guiz said, looking down below.
“My lover is…”
“I know that no one else has skills like that. Don’t bother lying now, just look down. I’ve known for a while that you have a relationship with Raymond.”
Karen rubbed her still aching arms and legs as she looked down from beside Prince Guiz. She tried to quickly locate Sion and Louis’s positions, but couldn’t see them clearly.
As the bomb’s smoke gradually cleared, Karen could see below. The chaotic time soon passed and people were in a tense standoff. The nobles who had brought children were lying down here and there, covering the children with their own bodies.
“Such touching paternal and maternal love.”
“…”
“And here I am trying to kill my own son… Quite ironic, isn’t it?”
Karen kept her mouth shut. Guiz didn’t seem to expect any further reaction from her. Guiz looked down below with the expression of someone watching a play.
“But that won’t last long either.”
Soon the tables would turn.
Guiz muttered this as he looked down below.
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Thud, thud.
“Damn it. Still?”
“They’ll come soon. Stay still!”
The captain of the soldiers barked at the others to keep them waiting. Half were already dead. Every time they moved, they became sniper targets, so they were even afraid to turn their heads. In this situation, their plan to clear out all the nobles on Louis’s side first had gone up in smoke.
But they would come soon. Their master was the person who would become king of this country.
“Do you know what you’re doing right now! What is this treatment of Prince Lewis!”
As their period of staying still grew longer, one bold noble child raised his voice loudly. Since they couldn’t get close to them, a courage resembling recklessness began to emerge. The captain shouted in anger at this sight.
“Shut up! You brats should go suck on your nanny’s milk!”
“…You’re the one who should shut up!”
“…I’ll kill you.”
One soldier who couldn’t stand it anymore stepped forward and raised his gun to aim at the child.
“Kyaaaah!”
Bang!
But it was the soldier who fell. He became a corpse sprawled on the ground without even properly shouldering his weapon. The soldiers didn’t dare move anymore.
“Damn it…”
The soldiers began cursing while shedding tears.
They hadn’t anticipated this situation at all. Even if they were attacked, they thought they only needed to be careful of a few knights around Prince Louis. Since this was the Royal Palace, other nobles couldn’t bring their escort knights.
“Any orders from Prince Guiz yet…?”
“No. But we just need to hold the standoff a little longer. Those nobles have no means of connecting with the outside. Soon… when they come… everyone will die…”
The nobles beside Prince Louis were mostly young couples who had children of similar age and were trying to form connections for their children.
The more seasoned and cunning nobles preferred Prince Guiz over Prince Louis. They calculated and moved based on various circumstances indicating that he would ascend to the throne much faster than Louis, regardless of Prince Guiz’s personal character.
And they had promised to send their respective private soldiers as a sign of cooperation with Prince Guiz rather than Prince Louis. Since everyone agreed to support the new king, once they killed only those people, everything would be finished.
Right now a sniper was stopping them from a distance, but if thousands of reinforcements came, the situation would change. No matter how skilled a sniper was, they couldn’t handle thousands at once. Only one shot at a time. Then he would fall back to find the sniper and vowed not to let them die peacefully.
“Other soldiers will come soon…”
More would definitely come.
They had all promised.
And they would share glory with Prince Guiz.
“…Soon…”
He gritted his teeth. But he couldn’t raise his gun. The moment they held guns in their hands, their heads would be blown off. They had to wait for reinforcements. If they waited, they would come. They said they had definitely promised…
Bang!
“…What?”
Prince Guiz gritted his teeth with bloodshot eyes. He punched the wall with his fist. The situation was flowing in a direction he hadn’t anticipated. Karen stood quietly beside him. Guiz paced frantically around the room, muttering like a madman. His leisurely attitude from just moments before was nowhere to be found.
“Where did everyone go? Why are they so late?”
The promised soldiers weren’t coming. He had won over some of the military police in the palace, but not all of them. To gain the upper hand, Prince Guiz’s soldiers and his associates’ soldiers had to start first and clear everything in front. Only then could they capture all of Prince Louis’s support forces.
But Prince Guiz’s personal soldiers were being held back by Raymond, and the nobles hadn’t sent their promised soldiers. This was impossible. There were rewards Guiz had promised them, and most of them were people who would suffer greatly if Louis ascended to the throne.
There was no possibility that Louis had won them over.
“But… why?”
Why aren’t they coming? Why aren’t they keeping their promises? Guiz’s mind was filled with confusion. Why wasn’t anyone sending their soldiers?
“Why?”
“…”
Karen kept her mouth shut.
“What is going on?”
“I don’t know anything, Your Majesty.”
“You can’t possibly not know… You… What exactly happened, I’m asking!”
“…”
Even when he grabbed Karen’s arm tightly and shook her, no answer came.
“What did you ruin?”
“Your Majesty, I don’t know anything.”
“Didn’t you claim to have lived for hundreds of years? What exactly did you do?”
Guiz’s hand moved from Karen’s arm to her neck. He was ready to apply pressure if necessary. But the more excited Guiz became, the calmer Karen grew.
“Well. Did you believe that?”
“…”
“Are you stupid?”
Squeeze.
Guiz trembled as he applied pressure with his hand. Karen’s neck was being strangled. Karen grimaced, but didn’t resist much. Karen’s feet lifted off the ground. Guiz’s hand strangled her neck more and more forcefully. It was when Karen’s vision was turning white.
Bang!
“Let her go, Your Majesty.”
Sion Electra aimed his gun at Prince Guiz from beside Prince Louis. His face was covered in sweat and blood, but his eyes were sharp.
“Release that woman right now and come out, Prince Guize.”
Karen fell from Guiz’s hand.
“Cough, cough.”
Karen clutched her throat and coughed.
Guiz glanced at Karen and then turned his head toward Sion. When he saw the gun Sion was aiming, he opened his mouth with a contemptuous expression.
“State your name.”
“Sion Electra… but just come out. Unless you want holes in your head.”
“Were you Raymond Seyertes’s servant? Just a filthy commoner… Stand down. I am a prince of this country and not someone you should point a gun at.”
“Not a servant… Ah, damn it, stop your bullshit.”
Sion spat blood-mixed saliva as he approached Prince Guiz.
“I told you to stand down.”
“The moment you put your hand inside your clothes, you’ll get about three air holes in your head.”
“Whatever you say, if I die, you’ll definitely be executed.”
“Wonderful.”
Then a young voice interrupted.
“It’s fine, Father. You don’t need to worry about my knight.”
“…Louis.”
“Father.”
Their eyes met.
“It’s over now.”
Crown Prince Louis quietly announced the end.
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“We’ve received word from the young lady. She says the situation has been resolved.”
“What about Isella’s lover?”
“He’s safe.”
“Good.”
Verdick sighed.
“It’s finally over.”
Not long ago, Verdick had finally given in to Isela Evans’ earnest request and threats.
“I’ll gamble as a merchant. Father, bet on Crown Prince Louis.”
Those were the words his daughter had said when she returned home and pointed a gun at Verdick.
“Isella, have you gone mad?”
“I figured this was the only way to get you to listen to me, Father. I’ll lower the gun when I’m done talking.”
“…You crazy….”
“I’ve placed my bet on His Majesty Louis. And you will cooperate, Father. This is our chance for our entire family to not just survive, but to receive treatment beyond that of nobility.”
Verdick was initially so enraged that he was ready to take a whip to his daughter, but Isella’s long persuasion changed his mind. The weapon in her hand added to that persuasiveness.
‘Success means nobility, failure means treason.’
It was closer to coercion than persuasion, but recognizing that Isella was already irreversibly deeply involved in the situation, Verdick had no choice.
‘Since things have come this far, let’s bet on Louis instead of Guiz.’
And once he made a decision, Verdick Evans was someone who gave his all.
Verdick Evans met directly with Crown Prince Louis in private audience. He never imagined that he, a loan shark, would become entangled with Crown Prince Louis like this, but this too must be fate and opportunity.
“I’ll give Your Highness something that neither the Duke nor His Majesty can offer.”
“I am deeply grateful to you.”
When those words came from the Crown Prince’s mouth, Verdick was certain he had chosen the right side.
Prince Guiz didn’t know gratitude. He was someone born to be king from birth. He was a ruler. What he received was natural, and it was natural for him not to give back. This was especially true for merchants like Verdick who had many shady dealings.
But Crown Prince Louis treated Verdick Evans not as a loan shark, but as the father of Isella who had deeply helped him, and expressed his gratitude. It was the treatment Verdick had so desperately wanted. It was recognition from royalty that money alone couldn’t buy. It was also an answer promising future cooperation.
“Bring me a list of all nobles who oppose His Majesty Louis.”
When the merchant who had built wealth through evil deeds decided to side with Louis, the game was instantly turned upside down. Facts that were all too obvious to Guiz but unknown to Louis. Verdick was well aware of the corruption and misconduct of countless nobles.
Verdick wrote letters to each of them.
And the nobles had to choose once again, and they all chose silence.
“Isella really does take after me a lot.”
“More than that.”
Selina chimed in from the side.
“Thanks to Isella, I caught a good opportunity.”
“Of course. Indeed, one capable daughter is better than aiming for social advancement through a son-in-law. Directly elevating one’s glory is much better than seeking good bloodlines.”
Verdick lived with a smile on his face whether sitting or standing.
The revenge he had worried about most was no longer a concern with Prince Guiz’s downfall. Having failed to kill the king, he was no longer a prince. He was a traitor. Due to what Prince Guiz had done, his abdication was quickly decided.
All the nobles agreed, and the common people felt the same. Merchant classes like Verdick Evans were practically humming with joy. The authority of the nobles had been greatly broken.
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