Arknights' Lock of Heaven

Looking at the distraught Amy Fornal, the clone shook his head.

The man was terrified.

Not everyone can remain calm in the face of death.

No matter how high their position or how much power they wield, they are no exception.

"But... you really are afraid of dying..."

Looking at the manor littered with corpses, the clone said, "They actually hired so many bodyguards, tsk tsk tsk."

"Unfortunately, it wasn't enough; I still couldn't save your life."

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Rich people are naturally afraid of dying.

The wealthiest among the wealthy in the business federation are no exception.

Almost every director's home has nearly a hundred bodyguards, both overt and covert.

Unfortunately, none of these seem to be of any use.

Even the most powerful bodyguards are powerless against Hassan, a hero of the Spirit level.

That superhuman physical ability, that honed combat skills, that uncanny assassination experience...

On the night of the first major tournament in over two decades, a thrilling showdown between two champions, the Radiant Knight and the Blood Knight dominated the eyes of those watching the battle closely.

So they don't know that after tonight, the Great Knight Territory will be turned upside down.

Some directors had little power and were stingy, so they didn't hire many bodyguards and died quietly.

However, some wealthy and powerful directors don't care about this money.

Take the Auster family, for example, the heads of the largest industrial group in Kazimir.

In that enormous and luxurious manor, there were more than a hundred security personnel on the surface to protect the residents, and there were also people hidden among the servants, gardeners, and cooks.

Old Auster knew the saying "the taller the tree, the more the wind will blow," and with the Mieschko Industries having reached this point, countless people were hoping for his death.

Naturally, they also pay close attention to security issues.

Two hundred well-equipped individuals are secretly stationed throughout the manor, ready to deal with any invading enemies.

Logically speaking, there should be enough people.

If the Auster family can weather the first wave of attacks, they can solve the problem in another way.

If the family has lost power to the point that it can't find another way to break the deadlock, then even if the number of these two hundred people is increased tenfold, it will be of no use.

This was the firm belief of the Austers of the past.

Unfortunately, there are always some things in the world that defy common sense.

The clone pushed open the main door of the magnificent hall of Auster Manor, playing with the blood-dripping dagger in its hand with great interest.

Then he and the few terrified people inside stared at each other in disbelief.

Within five minutes, everyone in the manor who dared to brandish a weapon was dead.

Corpses are everywhere.

It has to be said that Hassan's skills are really useful.

It's really powerful for dealing with these grunts who can't sense any aura.

The clone easily fought its way in from the outside until too many guards died and it was discovered. Unable to sneak around, it switched to Musou attacks!

They fought their way into the hall, leaving none of their men alive.

Then, they bumped into Auster and his two sons, who were being escorted by the security captain to escape through a secret passage.

"Oh my, what a pleasant surprise," the clone said with a smile, looking at the group of people who were staring in horror at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood behind him. "It really came to me without any effort."

“I never expected to be able to capture you all here,” he said, his eyes gleaming with delight. “I was thinking that with such a large estate, it would be quite difficult to find you all accurately.”

"I never expected you to be so thoughtful as to deliver this to my door. Thank you so much."

Seeing his arrogant and unrestrained smile, everyone in the hall dared not speak out against his anger.

The reason was the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground behind him.

Old Auster's lips trembled as he read this.

Only three minutes have passed since the intruder was discovered.

In other words, the two hundred-plus people outside couldn't even last three minutes.

They all died at the hands of one person.

He felt his whole body trembling.

Such a person... Such a person...

The guards he hired were all elites among elites!

Some of them retired from the military and were veterans who had fought against the Ursus people and had distinguished themselves in battle.

Some of them were former competitive knights, which he bought at a high price.

There is no weakling.

Equipping them with full gear would cost an astronomical sum, far exceeding the equipment of most of Kazimir's army.

Old Auster even thought that these two hundred men could hold out for seven or eight minutes against seven or eight silver-speared pegasus warriors.

However, even such elites were completely overwhelmed in just three minutes...

Even seven or eight silver-speared celestial horses wouldn't have this ability, unless their entire army arrived.

That's why he felt fear.

Although the person in front of me was wearing the uniform of the Unarmored Alliance, I knew from his fighting prowess that he was definitely framing me.

Even Xuan Tie couldn't do that!

As for the identity of this powerful figure, it's not hard to guess.

Or rather, it's already out in the open.

Currently, only one person in the Great Knight Commandery possesses this ability.

"Father...Father...Father," upon seeing this, the youngest son of the Auster family was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

When had the pampered young master Auster ever seen such a scene?

“This day has finally come…” Old Auster coughed as he read this.

"Ahem, it's all my fault for not raising my son properly, and I've caused you all this trouble..."

He pointed with his cane at his youngest son, who was slumped on the ground.

"My lord," old Auster said, closing his eyes in anguish.

"That disrespectful son who spoke rudely to you is right here, at your disposal..."

"Father?!"

Upon hearing this, little Auster looked at his father in disbelief. He couldn't understand why his father, who had always loved him so much, could be so heartless.

"Ahem, of course, a mere unfilial son cannot express the Auster family's apology, ahem, so please let me know if you need anything..."

Looking at his youngest son's incredulous face, old Auster closed his eyes in anguish.

In the end, he had only taken a chance and hadn't thrown his youngest son out to apologize, but the man still came knocking on his door.

She certainly loved her youngest son, but when it came to the survival of the family, she couldn't afford to be indecisive.

He understood the principle of making a clean break when necessary.

The eldest son, who was standing nearby, showed a hint of excitement in his eyes when he heard this.

at last……

"Father? You're not really going to abandon me, are you?"

Upon hearing this, young Auster clung to his father's trouser leg, pleading desperately, but was met only with silence.

"Big brother, you love me the most, big brother," he said, turning to his older brother after his pleas to his father went unanswered.

"Big brother, save my big brother! I don't want to die!"

The thought of Olmer Ingra, who he used to brag with, dying such a terrible death sent chills down his spine.

"Younger brother, you...sigh..." The eldest son's eyes flashed with a hint of pleasure as he looked at this, then he shook his head apologetically, "I'm powerless to help either..."

"How could this be...elder brother? Father?"

Little Auster looked utterly desperate.

"My lord, what is your opinion?"

Ignoring his despairing youngest son, and instead looking at his clone who was leaning against the door, engrossed in watching something, old Auster asked.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I've certainly seen quite a show..."

The clone had a wicked smile on its face.