Durin's Diary

Chapter 604 Another Moment in Winter

"He got out of the car. Perfect operation! I never thought the Triumvirate had someone in the Department of Homeland Security. None of our people had even heard of this itinerary." The half-elf half-knelt beside him, holding a high-powered telescope, marveling at the high magnification and clarity of this new gadget. "Is this also a valuable item from the Triumvirate?"

"No, this is a discarded military item from the Eastern Elf Territory. Even though it was discarded by them, I believe that no other country's army has this item."

"Indeed, our army still uses retractable monoculars, which can cause some distortion even after a kilometer." The half-elf said this, handing the good stuff to Joseph. "Take a look at this, my friend. If we could sell this to deer hunters, I'm sure every wealthy person would own one."

Joseph tried it. Indeed, from this position he could even clearly see the freckles on the face of the young defender next to the crown prince. "That's amazing! I like this thing."

"There are always things others can't do, and there are also things others can do," the rabbit girl said as she pulled the bolt and loaded a bullet with a red-tipped tip into the chamber. "Now our guest has emerged from his eggshell, but we still need to be patient."

"Why not shoot now?" Joseph asked.

"We are waiting for him to get into position. If we shoot now and miss, he might escape back to the car. My gun has no record of penetrating the magic circle from a distance of two and a half kilometers." The rabbit girl explained as she took out a small cup from her arms, took out a potion from it and swallowed it.

"What is it?" Joseph continued to ask.

"Sedative lozenges to increase heart rate and keep you awake." The rabbit girl replied.

"In Jungu, we have never heard of any hunter taking this kind of medicine."

"It's true that no hunter would take this medicine, but the first time I killed a crown prince, my mentor told me to take this medicine if my heart is beating too fast and I'm having trouble thinking." The rabbit girl looked at Joseph and said, "If I were you, I would never try to find the formula for this medicine. This is a special medicine for deformed people like us. The mortality rate for human death row prisoners taking this medicine is 95%. If you are doomed, you can take a pill to give yourself more time to leave a last message."

"What about a half-elf like me," the half-elf asked curiously.

"Half-elves are weaker than humans and will die faster. Only half-dragons can chew this medicine like candy. Werebeasts like me can only take one pill in 48 hours. Taking two pills will rupture blood vessels throughout the body. If the bleeding occurs in the brain, it will be fatal. If I take three pills, I will die within half an hour."

After that, the bunny girl picked up her gun and got into the state: "Okay, he's on stage."

"Yes, he is on the stage." Joseph looked at the prince in the telescope and finally handed the telescope to the half-elf - he was the real assistant.

"No wind, straight ahead, 2,715 meters... Humidity is almost non-existent. Girl, you can shoot now."

"The first time I fired a gun, the target was a hundred meters away from me and I missed it." After saying that, the rabbit girl held her breath.

Joseph bowed his head.

The first breath of life is a cry, and the first attempt of a hunter is a miss, but some people are born as princes. The Clegane family naively believed that as long as they maintained the balance, everyone on this earth would be grateful to their family.

Has the Clegane family forgotten the military orphans in the south? These children who lost their parents due to the struggle between the military and the nobles, what are they cursing day and night? Their blood and tears flow like rivers, their families sacrificed in obscurity, and their existence is deliberately forgotten.

If you don't make a choice, you will be hostile to both the military and the nobles, and may even be targeted for elimination... Is there no other way for the people of this land to go except to join the military and the nobles?

Yeah, that's what they think.

But they forgot that generation after generation of military orphans remembered this feud. They thought about it, debated it, explored it, and sacrificed for it in the attic.

Now they've decided to change all that.

Since you're forcing people to choose between you, then the military orphans... can also wipe out your existence on behalf of this land. Gunshots rang out.

As the gun went off, smoke and dust spewed out from both sides of the giant muzzle brake.

Joseph's eagle eye effect allowed him to see that the crown prince was shot in the head... From then on, there was no such thing as a crown prince's head in this world.

The bunny girl stood up, but instead of putting away her gun, she slapped a soft block of explosives onto the gun body, and then inserted the arcane fuse into the soft block of explosives.

The half-elf cheered loudly, then ran to the other side of the platform excitedly and lowered the rope.

"Ladies first!" he said.

Joseph took the detonator handed over by the bunny girl and said: "The gun is too big a target. I won't take it away. I will just blow it up."

"Okay." Joseph took the detonator and watched the girl grab the rope. She moved lightly and didn't even need a safety buckle. She slid down the bell tower using her hands and feet.

"What a perfect body," the half-elf exclaimed. "You don't understand how powerful a girl with hairy chests is in bed. Those fleshy legs of the deformed one could strangle you to death."

"You talk like you know everything." Joseph smiled and grabbed the rope: "You go first or me?"

"Virgins first." The half-elf laughed.

Joseph didn't argue. He fastened the safety buckle around his waist, then jumped off the bell tower, tapped the wall twice, and landed safely.

"Good skills." The rabbit girl was already taking off her coat, and she was wearing a one-piece dress underneath.

"Aren't you hot?" Joseph asked curiously.

"A true killer never sweats in winter." The rabbit girl said, and she and Joseph looked up.

They heard gunshots and the screams of half-elves.

Then they saw the half-elf fall—his landing was bad, and his head hit the hard stone floor first.

"He's dead." Joseph didn't even need to check - there were two bullet holes on the upper side of his waist, and blood was seeping through his clothes, but a bullet in this position would penetrate his lungs, and even more bleeding would be inside. Even if he didn't fall out, he would soon drown in his pool of blood.

But now he is no longer in pain - the back of his head hits the ground, and all the pain has nothing to do with him anymore.

"Let's go." Young Stuluwe waved to them from the other side of the manhole cover.

"Here it comes." Joseph took out a piece of explosives from the bag on his waist, placed it on the half-elf's chest, and then installed the fuse.

Good night, my friend, I don't even know your name from Marseille.

But I believe that we will meet again in the Ashes of the God of Vengeance.

(End of this chapter)