The party went on for a while without any issues of any sort. Arthur alongside Luna mingled a bit with the guests present before returning to the more familiar and welcoming faces.While he was appreciative of the calm uneventful route the party was proceeding with, he had a gut feeling that someone or something unexpected may show up.And his intuition was right on the mark when the minister, who he had handled during Ayame's kidnapping case arrived at the party.Whispers flew about as the elderly man walked in with his cane, making a beeline for the celebrant of the occasion who quietly watched him while sipping from his champagne flute.The actions of the crowd was somewhat justified after all as far as the public knew, he was a man who had his son arrested for kidnapping one of the most famous musicians in the world while trying to frame the man who was also the reason for the occasion.As if that wasn't enough, the minister's son was caught up in an awful scandal where due to the
Unlike the likes of the seven great families or even other upper class like Clara Byrne who would invite him just to gloat.Smiling subtly, a single thought surfaced in Arthur's mind, Luna Rhyfel truly was an angel and he had set his mind to not let any harm befall that angel, no matter what.The crowd had now grown silent, watching the interaction between Arthur Smith and Mr Greco.Returning his attention to the other elderly man who had once again stood before him, Arthur spoke with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.“It truly is wonderful to have you here with us, Mr Greco. I would like to give you special thanks because if not for you, such a wonderful event would not be taking place.”Another brief hush fell upon the crowd before they began to whisper once again, the most notable thing about their acts being the approval a majority of them showed in different ways.To them, Arthur was being extremely polite and respectful to Mr Greco, even going as far as to acknowledge him as t
So that was their plan.One thing all four men had in common was that they had been taken down a notch by Arthur Rhyfel, perhaps for standing in his way or just being obnoxious people or a crime far worse than the two in Arthur's books, attempting to harm those he cared about.Pablo Greco and his father, Mr Greco, sat and watched the other two men who had been invited by the latter, their purpose was as straightforward as anything else. They simply wanted to get back at Arthur.But while that was the main reason the four men had gathered, the son of the Hughes family, Saul Hughes had other plans for himself as well.On a normal day, he would not have been caught dead associating with the likes of the Greco father and son family or even a mere auction house shareholder, no matter how big it was.He was from one of the seven great families of the empire, as far as Saul Hughes was concerned, they were far beneath him.But as they were intent on harming Arthur and had the resources and o
[Disarm the bombs: 0/3]Arthur stared at the translucent blue system window with a frown as it alerted him of his new mission while the supposed head of the group made his announcement.While he might have considered that they were bluffing, the fact that the system had notified him meant their threats were not merely threats, but guarantees.Glancing from it to the frightened Luna who held Mrs Elizabeth reassuringly as they huddled together, Arthur's frown deepened.She turned to him and upon noticing his expression forced a reassuring smile even though her hands were shaking.His fists closed tightly as he berated himself for letting something like this happen to Luna, especially seeing as this was her way of overcoming the fear that had locked her down.“Arthur.” A whisper and a gentle tap snapped him out of his thoughts and he turned around to see Commissioner Geston beside him.He looked around the hall and then returned his gaze to Arthur before continuing, “Firstly, I would lik
“So what do you want me to do, sir?” Leon asked, glancing back at the banquet hall where both the enemies and the guests who were being held hostage were.Arthur took off his coat and handed it to Leon, folding up his sleeves while he gave his orders. “I need you to escape the hall to a reasonable distance then call in for backup. Afterwards, you and the other guys will take care of any one of them that might try to run.”“Sir, do you really intend to handle them all by yourself?” Leon asked with a worried expression.While he was aware of who Arthur Rhyfel was and what he was capable of as the war god, at least for the most part.But to him, that was on the battlefield and he would argue that the Arthur of back then was him at his peak.Leon didn't believe Arthur's skills had waned, but he thought that when compared to the battlefield where he had no worries about anyone finding out his true identity, because he had none to hide, battling within the banquet hall would be more difficu
Arthur sat back and took another look at the defused bomb.Sighing and picking up his bloodied military dagger, he got to work seeking out the others.Like an eagle stalking its prey, he watched the entire venue from the floor above.He moved swiftly but silently, any unfortunate guard caught in his path was left as a lifeless body with pools of blood seeping from them.Some time passed and he found the second bomb and alongside it, a guard who had a blueprint of the entire venue.With relative ease, he defused it and sighed in relief at the notification from the system.But that brought back a question to his mind.[Disarm the bombs: 2/3.]Arthur had wondered how the assailants were able to get into the banquet hall that easily for some time.He doubted they were like him who had memorized the entire plan of the building just in case of any emergency but at that moment the answer to his question was before him.Confiscating it from the bloodstained corpse, Arthur observed it, noting
When they began to plan, they expected no difficulty of any kind.When they started the mission, though it was difficult, it was only a little.So the assailants expected it would go smoothly, after all they just had to hold a few hostages and kidnap two rich self entitled brats, get their money and be on their merry way.That was what they were promised. That was what it looked like from the start.But what none of the attackers; not Saul Hughes, Pablo Greco, Wellesley or even the mastermind behind it all, Pablo's father, Juan Greco, expected was that there would be such an unknown variable.If they had not seen what had taken place and had the news reported to them, they would not have believed it.That one man would weave through the frightened kneeling hostages and execute every single attacker in his path with a military dagger while dodging gunfire.Saul had heard stories of a man, not to call him a man would not do him justice, it wouldn't show him the respect he supposedly des
Arthur's statement further emphasized the fear the guests felt upon seeing what he was capable of. A few dared to rise and protest, but a single glance at the piles of lifeless bodies that the masked man had brought about made them rethink their choices.After all, remaining silent and watching the scenario play out granted them a higher chance at surviving, even if it was only a little.Saul noticed this and gulped, suppressing another shiver that ran down his spine from the inexplicable chill that emanated from the masked man.Pushing out all of his emotions and confusions with a yell, he pressed down the detonator’s switch, bracing for impact or an explosion of any sort.But instead the hall grew extremely silent and Saul looked from the detonator to Arthur with a confused expression.“What? Why didn't it go off?” Saul muttered.He didn't understand, he was sure that his subordinates had set up the bombs. The plan was supposed to be flawless but where did it go wrong?Saul turned