NovelEnglishAt Instinct Tower in the Land of Nion, Alfius asked warmly, "Miss Scota, has Mr. Dracar woken up?" Suddenly, Ply pulled out a handgun and pointed it at them.
"Miss Scota?" Alfius' eyes widened in shock and confusion as he looked at her.
"Who are you?! Who sent you here?!" Ply roared angrily.
The four were bewildered as they exchanged puzzled glances. They did not understand what Ply was saying.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt the stime, they were surrounded by guards who had been hiding around in the lobby.
"Hey, hey, can someone explain what's going on?" Mosley grumbled.
"Playing innocent, are you?!" Ply growled as she walked toward them. "Tell me! Did you poison Mr. Dracar?!" The four exchanged varied expressions upon hearing this.
"What? Poison? How is Mr. Dracar now?" Alfius asked anxiously.
e on, we haven't even seen the old man. How could we poison him?" Mosley retorted helplessly.
Nash did not say anything, but he was watching Ply and the others carefully, observing their reactions.
At this moment, Tilly stepped forward. "Miss Scota, accusations without evidence aren't fair. You don't have proof that we're the culprits. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" "Evidence? Alright then!" Ply then pointed her gun at Alfius.
"Alfius, tell me! Where did you go aftering down from the rooftop last night?" she demanded.
"Me? I went straight to bed," Alfius replied firmly.
"To bed? Then why did we see your figure in the surveillance footage?!" Ply said, pulling out her phone to show last night's footage.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the video, Alfius could be seen entering Herman's room in front of the guards. He only left after stime.
Alfius tried to explain, "But I went to bed! Look at the footage from my floor-" "Don't try to talk your way out of this!" Ply shouted, throwing Alfius aside.
"Then why did you go to Mr. Dracar's door this morning? Were you checking on his condition? You venomous snakes! Stop wasting ton them! Capture them immediately!" en.kikistories "Wait! Miss Scota! This is a misunderstanding!" Alfius tried to protest. Before he could say more, the guards surrounded them.
"My lord, what should we do now?" Mosley asked Alfius.
Alfius thought deeply for a moment and then calmly placed his sword on the ground.
"Miss Scota, we won't resist, but shouldn't we be allowed to see Mr. Dracar? Or are you deliberately hiding something?" Alfius said, his words cutting through the tension like a knife. en kikistories Ply glared at them. "You? Are you accusing me?" "I wouldn't say accuse, but being unjustly condemned like this seems rather hasty, don't you think?" Alfius continued sharply.
"Everything right now is based solely on your word. I want to know why you're so certain we're responsible. Don't you think you're being a bit too hasty?" en.kikistories Ply's anger flared. She stepped forward and aimed her gun at Alfius' head. "You insolent brat!" "Brat?" Alfius swiftly drew his sword and pointed it at Ply. "Do you think it's appropriate for someone of your position to calla brat?" "What are you implying?" "What am I implying?" Alfius drew his blade, using his lightning-fast sword-drawing technique to slice the air.
Ply's body split in two. Her once beautiful face twisted and distorted, and she transformed into a massive chameleon before fleeing the scene.
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