A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

With the first fireworks bursting into the sky, the celebration night officially started.

The float team plans to start from the gate of the Royal Palace, along the Central Avenue of Melbourne to the South Gate of Melbourne, then circle the city along the avenue under the city wall, and finally return to the Palace via the Central Avenue.

No matter where you are in Melbourne, you will have the opportunity to see the majesty of the royal family.

The moment the team left the city gate, the people who had been waiting at the gate for a long time cheered.

But soon, strange sounds came from the crowd.

Because of this year's celebration, Her Royal Highness the Queen was absent again.

This also made more people begin to believe that His Majesty and Her Royal Highness the Queen were separated.

However, the beautiful Princess Lorien can be seen every year, which is worth the "ticket" for most people.

At this time, the crowd was mixed with informants from various mercenary organizations, who were observing the composition of the escort team, estimating its overall strength, watching out for interference from their peers, and reporting to their superiors in a timely manner.

"Reporting to Lord Sandel, more than half of the escort team consists of the Guards Knights, and a small number are scattered and patrolling in the surrounding streets. In addition, the Queen is not seen."

"Very good, everything went as planned." Sandor said with a smile.

"Cassida, go and ambush at the prepared location. You have to leave the final blow to His Majesty the King."

"Yes, Lord Sandor." Cassida's hand that was cut off by Yan was reattached at some point, although it didn't look very coordinated.

Cassida responded, then turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared.

"Now, let's see who can have the last laugh in this competition between us and our peers..."

......

"Father, do you still remember the first time our family sat on a float and paraded together?"

On the float, Lorien suddenly asked.

"Of course I remember that when you were only ten years old, you were clamoring to ride on the float with me to participate in the celebration."

“I don’t know who the naughty guy was that time, but he messed with the decorations on the float, almost causing it to fall and hit someone.”

At this time, Richard couldn't care less about maintaining the majestic image of the king and smiled.

"I just thought about when our family can sit on the float together again and spend this happy time together."

"Father, make peace with mother, just like before, okay?"

Lorien tries to regain his father's consciousness.

"Lorian, what are you talking about?" Richard showed a strange expression.

"Aren't your mother and I always very good?"

"But......"

But before getting on the float just now, I clearly heard that my father's words were a complaint against my mother, right?

The father now is under control, but the father just now was awake?

In other words, the father is not actually completely under control. He is resisting the suggestion magic by his own will.

After all, although I know that my father's magic is suggestion, what kind of suggestion did the other party give and what are the triggering conditions?

Could it be that when you mention your mother, you will automatically block relevant information?

After all, if the father is separated from the mother, the enemy will be much easier to deal with.

I just hope this hint is not related to fighting, that is the biggest trouble.

......

The float moved very slowly, almost like walking. When it reached the central square of Melbourne, an unknown amount of time had passed.

On the float, Lorien's nerves were tense, because if Sophia's prediction was correct, this square would be where the war started.

Just as Lorien was thinking about how to deal with it, the float suddenly stopped with the sound of something collapsing, and then there was a commotion in the crowd.

Lorien stuck out his head and looked towards the front of the float.

It turned out that the goods piled up on both sides of the road had somehow fallen over, and by coincidence, they all fell right into the middle of the road.

With such an obvious signal, everyone might have noticed something was wrong. It showed that the person coming was not very professional, at least as professional as the bandits blocking the road in the wild.

I saw a group of orc mercenaries walking out from behind the collapsed cargo.

The leader is Wolf, the leader of "Wolf's Lair".

At this time, Wolf pointed in the direction of the float and shouted: "Hey! That king of several generations, get off the float quickly, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

Richard just pretended not to hear such a stupid statement. If he agreed, oh no, as long as he replied, he would be on the same intellectual line as this fool.

Even a serious person like Raymond had no interest in him. He stepped forward, pointed his sword at Wolfe, and said coldly: "Where did you come from? Let your people move your things away, otherwise I can only act according to the law."

But Wolfe was not afraid at all. Instead, he shouted loudly: "What are the rats hiding in the corner doing? Why don't you take action when you have such a good opportunity?"

......

......

There was silence for a moment...

"Hey? That's not right. Shouldn't we bring out a group of people?" Wolfe was embarrassed for a long time and said to himself.

Raymond was too lazy to waste time with him and said to the guard behind him: "Guard, come here and take these troublemakers away!"

Just as a few soldiers wanted to step forward to arrest someone, they were knocked to the ground by Wolfe's men.

If he resisted arrest, there would be nothing to say. Raymond could already kill him on the spot according to the law.

Just as Raymond was about to exert his strength, a burst of laughter came from the distance.

"Hahaha, brother, you have courage, you have courage! If I, Rezad, don't come out, I may really become a mouse hiding in the dark."

"Belongs to 'Red Bone'! Give up the original plan, launch an attack directly, and take the king's head at all costs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of guys in strange clothes rushed out from the streets and alleys in all directions. Anyone who knew them would know that these were clothes from the eastern border of the mainland.

From the direction of the square, a tall and muscular man walked up, carrying a giant hammer in his hand. Not surprisingly, this was the leader of the "Red Bones" who called himself Rezad.

Rhysald slowly walked up to Wolfe and patted the equally tall wolf man on the shoulder.

"Brother, what I admire the most in my life is those who dare to be the first. But it's a matter of course. I can't give up this king's head to you easily. If you want it, you have to get it based on your ability."

Wolfe was stunned for a moment after saying this.

No, brother, who are you?

I just want to complete the tasks assigned by my employer and "make a scene".

And take the king's head? Damn it, you want to die but I still want to live a little longer.

However, things have reached this point, and it is difficult to ride a tiger. At least for the sake of face, Wolfe decided to fight casually and then find an opportunity to slip away.