"While we were treating his injuries, he fainted again due to the pain. Because of what he said before, Sister Vanya from the medical department was a little worried. So after simply treating his injuries, she decided to let us send him here to show you. See if you know him?"
The man in the white coat spoke to the guards in front of him. After hearing his words, the guards looked at each other, exchanged glances, held their weapons for alert, and then the captain of the guard took two steps forward and spoke.
"Come on, let me see what he looks like."
Following the guard's words, several people carrying the stretcher put it down. The captain of the guard walked over to the stretcher and looked at the figure on it. After seeing the unconscious face covered with cotton wool and bleeding on the stretcher, his eyes widened in shock and he took two steps back.
"How, how is it possible? It's Mr. Kamino! How is this possible?"
The captain of the guard murmured in astonishment, and the guard beside him couldn't help but say in surprise after hearing this voice.
"Mr. Kamino? Isn't he protecting Her Royal Highness the Princess and the others? How could he be here?" The guards around were muttering to themselves, and then they walked forward to look at the unconscious man on the stretcher, and then an expression of disbelief appeared on everyone's face.
"Is it really Mr. Kamino? If Mr. Kamino is here, then what is that thing next to the princess?"
A guard opened his mouth and said this. As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became solemn. The captain of the guard asked Jack, who was in a white coat in front of him.
"Excuse me, how did you treat this person?"
"He was brought here by a nearby civilian. According to that civilian, he saw this gentleman on the street with injuries all over his body, but he was struggling to walk towards the square. After that, he took the trouble to help him and brought him to our medical station for treatment. While he was being treated, he kept shouting something in his dying moments... fake... danger... danger at midnight... the grandstand in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess... something like that. Although his injuries were simply treated, he also fainted. Our Sister Vanya was worried about what he said, so she asked us to bring him here to show you if you recognize him..."
The man in a white coat named Jack said this to the guards in front of him. After hearing his words, the faces of the guards present became more solemn than each other. For a moment, everyone was silent, and the atmosphere at the scene became heavy.
“Cough…cough cough!!”
At this time, the man lying on the stretcher suddenly started coughing violently and struggled in pain. Jack immediately squatted down to check on the man's condition, then turned around with an anxious look and spoke to the guards.
"No...some of the wounds on his body have started to worsen. His condition is somewhat urgent now. Gentlemen, we need to take him back to the medical station for treatment!"
Jack said this to the guards. The chief guard frowned as he looked at the large amount of blood oozing out from under the bandages of the man on the stretcher, and then he spoke.
"Come on, take him back quickly. Remember to do your best to treat him and save his life. We will go back to see him later."
"Yes, Mr.
After saying a few words to the guard at the end, the man in the white coat called on a few men to lift the stretcher again, and then walked away.
After watching Jack and the others leave, the captain of the guard took out his watch and took a look. After seeing that there were only about ten minutes left until midnight, he shifted his gaze to the upstairs next to him, and then spoke to the person next to him.
"You guys stay here and I'll go up and do some work."
With that said, the captain of the guard turned around, opened the door and entered Room 1. With only ten minutes left, he felt that he needed to go up and remind the other bodyguards to temporarily isolate Mr. Kamino upstairs.
…
On the stage in Bishop Square, the last show has ended at this moment. The host stood on the stage again, organizing the people below the stage, preparing to start the final countdown to the New Year.
At this time, on the roof of a building at the edge of the square, a man dressed as a guard watched the performance on the stage, then looked at his watch. When he saw that it was almost midnight, he quietly pushed back from the edge of the roof and came to a corner.
In the shadow of the corner, the guard took out a rectangular box, placed it on the ground and opened it, revealing an exquisitely crafted brass rifle.
The guard picked up the rifle in the box to look at it. It was more like a work of art than a firearm. The entire gun was made of a combination of brass and white wood. There was not a single scratch on the shiny brass gun body, and it did not look like it was used frequently. The mysterious and exquisite carvings on the white wooden buttstock extended all the way to the copper-colored gun body, and the densest part of the carvings had a spiritual sun symbol of "lamp". No matter from which angle you looked at it, this rifle was not an ordinary item.
"It's about time..."
The guard muttered something, and he said the words that came out were from Bertrand's voice.
Holding the exquisite and luxurious rifle in his hand, Bertholdt stood up, looked at the balcony in the distance across the square, looked at the figure behind the Duke and Princess who was ready to go, and then thought in his heart.
"Being assassinated by two white chalks... After all this, Barrett can't escape no matter what. It seems that the plan tonight is not going well, and the Night Demon will not appear..."
Bertholdt thought so, and then a smile appeared on his face.
"It's all your fault for researching too deeply, Your Highness... Now, we just need to wait for the scapegoats to appear..."
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At this moment, on the rooftop of another building, in a smoke-filled small attic, Sadow was standing in the middle of the attic, among a group of residents, clenching his fists and giving an emotionally inspiring speech.
"It's time! Fellow countrymen! Take up your weapons. Soon we can give those white-skinned demons some real blood and fear!
"The Kummen will be our pioneers! They will be our role models! We will follow their dedication and bring pain to the enemy!"
Sadow's inspiring speech caused cheers from other residents. At this time, on the roof of the attic, Nefernis was standing on all fours like a cat, staring at the crowd below the skylight with her vertical pupils.
On the street outside the square, Vanya, dressed in a white nun's uniform, was walking on the deserted street with blood on her hands, having just finished putting on Greg's makeup. As she walked, she silently muttered something in prayer.
Accompanied by the cry of an eagle in the sky, Vanya raised her head and looked forward, then she saw an eagle swooping down with something in its grasp. It released its claws above Vanya and threw the thing in its grasp toward Vanya. Vanya stretched out her hand and grasped it accurately. It was a rapier with a huge ruby on the hilt.
Holding the rapier, Vanya raised the sword in mid-air, then looked towards the roof of a house in front of her.
"May God bless ..."
Praying, Vanya walked forward again.
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