Late at night, there was no one in the quiet alley . The stinking garbage rustled and Charles poked a head out . He breathed heavily and looked around . When he saw that there was no one around, he let out a sigh of relief . Then he pulled the barely conscious Constantine out . His face was green from the disgusting garbage and could not talk .
After escaping in the morning, they had thought they were safe . But then they were attacked again . Thankfully, this was only a coincidence and the enemy could not get a more powerful musician over . They were able to escape with Charles' amateur skills . More accurately, they had jumped onto a garbage truck to escape . After that, they jostled along with the garbage and were dumped into this stinky alley a few hours later .
Checking again that they were alone and had escaped with their lives, Charles heaved with laughter . His smile was so joyful that even the two rotten vegetable leaves on his face seemed to bloom .
Feeling around his pockets, he pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes . There were only two left .
"Want one?" Charles rubbed his fingers and ignited a flame . Constantine accepted it weakly but did not dare to smoke it . He just panted tiredly . His old lungs sounded like a wind blower that was about to explode .
Charles had never seen someone age like this . It was not just in flesh but also psychological fatigue, depression, and despair .
"How many days has it been since we left prison?" Constantine asked quietly .
"Twenty…days?"
Constantine nodded . It dawned on him . "I guess it's enough time . "
"Enough?" Charles froze .
Constantine chuckled . "Twenty days is enough for Gaius to clean out the Revolutionaries and wipe out all my men…This is probably why they put me on house arrest, making sure I can't get any outside news, right?" He paused . Lowering his head, he smoked Charles's cigarette . "It seems like Gaius really wants to kill me," he murmured .
Smoke blurred his features, making it hard to see his expression . Charles remained silent . Perhaps, this had been Gaius's plan since the beginning . When he realized that Constantine was standing in his way, he already made up his mind . He was not even willing to meet Constantine one last time, despite being friends who had experienced so much together during the decades . Ever since Constantine walked out of prison, he began going down the road to death . Now, everything was out . Constantine finally saw the final destination of the path Gaius showed him but he did not show any hysteria or fury . Only disappointment .
"This is good too," he said softly . "At least I won't have to make more decisions or do more useless things… The ending has already been decided, hasn't it?"
Charles stared in silence and then looked away . He wanted to say some comforting words but they both knew it would be useless . He could not do anything for Constantine . Nothing he could say would change the reality . He could not even think of a joke to lighten the mood . All he could do was look away, away from Constantine's pathetic state .
Good, everything was over now . His spy career was over . Constantine's efforts and hopes were gone too . They had both fallen into the lowest pits of life, the bottom of the abyss . There was no way to retreat .
In silence, Charles put out his cigarette and climbed up .
"Mr . Constantine," he said, "are you rested now?"
Constantine shook his head . "I can manage to walk . "
"That sucks . You must run . " Charles smiled wryly . "Otherwise, we'll probably die here tonight . " Just as he finished, scattered footsteps sounded outside the smelly alley . There was the sound of metal grating and steel boots hitting the ground . Coldness radiated from the clangs .
Charles pulled Constantine up and rushed deep into the alley . However, he quickly realized with despair that there was a high wall before them . He looked at Constantine hopefully .
"I know what you're thinking . " Constantine sighed . "Even if an old man like me could climb walls, would you be able to take me with you?"
Charles said, "It'll be good if you can escape . "
"Whatever . " Constantine smiled tiredly . He leaned against the wall and sat heavily onto the ground . "I've run my entire life . My back is full of scars . Before I die, let me leave a wound in my chest . "
Charles laughed bitterly . He bent down and picked up a rock . But after thinking, he tossed it down . What was the point of holding a rock? Rather than hoping he could hit someone, he should just end things once and for all for himself .
He sat down next to Constantine and they fell silent .
The footsteps were closer .
Something exploded .
The wall behind them instantly turned to powder and dozens of figures burst through . They jumped out like wind and mercilessly pushed the two onto the ground .
"Freeze!" a cold voice said . Swords were pressed to their necks instantly . Then the people who had distracted them burst into the alley, taking up the entire place .
They weren't the Revolutionaries!
Charles was stunned and quickly became overjoyed . It was the Sacred City garrison! The dozens of soldiers were armed to the teeth . After scanning the entire alley, they were still not relaxed . The safety was soon confirmed .
The leader sheathed his sword and waved at the black-clothed men pressing the two down . Then they voluntarily walked away .
Charles looked back instinctively . All he saw was a blinding beam of aether light and the hand on his shoulder . The cufflink was unique and familiar . It was the sign of the Silent Authority!
He was safe!
He breathed in relief, practically crying . He had already been prepared to die in this alley . He did not expect that the Silent Authority would come save him at the most critical point .
Thank the lord! Truly thank the lord!
"We found them . " A voice seemed to be reporting to the upper figures . "Yes, he's with Constantine . Yes, they're safe . There's temporarily no other dangers . We'll take them back now…okay…"
Charles let them put on handcuffs without struggling . Even if the plan had failed, he could still live . The Silent Authority had not used any excuses to give him trouble . Even if he would be locked up for the rest of life, it was better than continuing to be a spy or dying here .
However, Constantine did not seem well .
He was old . After running for so long, his tensed nerves had finally relaxed before being tensed again . When the musicians had broken through the wall, he had almost passed out .
Or maybe they did this purposely .
Thankfully, he was checked and would not die .
The leader clearly already knew Charles's identity . He did not say it out loud but he was not too hard on Charles . The handcuffs were loose as well .
"You've worked hard," he murmured as he brushed past Charles, patting his shoulder .
"No, no, it was my duty . " Charles smiled instinctively . He was ready to say stupid things like 'I'm just working for the Sacred City' when he suddenly felt something warm splash into his mouth .
It was blood .
Charles froze .
And then, right before him, the leader's head exploded . A giant hole appeared in his forehead . Through his forehead, Charles could see corpses all over the ground and a spirit-like figure emerge from the darkness . The figure slowly curled his finger back and destructive aether waves swelled . Everything began twisting under the heart of sound .
It was the Distortion level! Another Distortion level!
As the saying went, trouble never came alone . Following immediately, terrifying aether waves spread behind them, above them, and even under them . The Revolutionaries had done everything to kill them .
Four Distortion level musicians!
In an instant, the garrison and the Silent Authority musicians were on the ground . Now, only they were left again .
Chapter 454: Troubles Don't Come Alone. Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Late at night, there was no one in the quiet alley . The stinking garbage rustled and Charles poked a head out . He breathed heavily and looked around . When he saw that there was no one around, he let out a sigh of relief . Then he pulled the barely conscious Constantine out . His face was green from the disgusting garbage and could not talk . After escaping in the morning, they had thought they were safe . But then they were attacked again . Thankfully, this was only a coincidence and the enemy could not get a more powerful musician over . They were able to escape with Charles amateur skills . More accurately, they had jumped onto a garbage truck to escape . After that, they jostled along with the garbage and were dumped into this stinky alley a few hours later . Checking again that they were alone and had escaped with their lives, Charles heaved with laughter . His smile was so joyful that even the two rotten vegetable leaves on his face seemed to bloom . Feeling around his pockets, he pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes . There were only two left . Want one? Charles rubbed his fingers and ignited a flame . Constantine accepted it weakly but did not dare to smoke it . He just panted tiredly . His old lungs sounded like a wind blower that was about to explode . Charles had never seen someone age like this . It was not just in flesh but also psychological fatigue, depression, and despair . How many days has it been since we left prison? Constantine asked quietly . Twenty…days? Constantine nodded . It dawned on him . I guess its enough time . Enough? Charles froze . Constantine chuckled . Twenty days is enough for Gaius to clean out the Revolutionaries and wipe out all my men…This is probably why they put me on house arrest, making sure I cant get any outside news, right? He paused . Lowering his head, he smoked Charless cigarette . It seems like Gaius really wants to kill me, he murmured . Smoke blurred his features, making it hard to see his expression . Charles remained silent . Perhaps, this had been Gaiuss plan since the beginning . When he realized that Constantine was standing in his way, he already made up his mind . He was not even willing to meet Constantine one last time, despite being friends who had experienced so much together during the decades . Ever since Constantine walked out of prison, he began going down the road to death . Now, everything was out . Constantine finally saw the final destination of the path Gaius showed him but he did not show any hysteria or fury . Only disappointment . This is good too, he said softly . At least I wont have to make more decisions or do more useless things… The ending has already been decided, hasnt it? Charles stared in silence and then looked away . He wanted to say some comforting words but they both knew it would be useless . He could not do anything for Constantine . Nothing he could say would change the reality . He could not even think of a joke to lighten the mood . All he could do was look away, away from Constantines pathetic state . Good, everything was over now . His spy career was over . Constantines efforts and hopes were gone too . They had both fallen into the lowest pits of life, the bottom of the abyss . There was no way to retreat . In silence, Charles put out his cigarette and climbed up . Mr . Constantine, he said, are you rested now? Constantine shook his head . I can manage to walk . That sucks . You must run . Charles smiled wryly . Otherwise, well probably die here tonight . Just as he finished, scattered footsteps sounded outside the smelly alley . There was the sound of metal grating and steel boots hitting the ground . Coldness radiated from the clangs . Charles pulled Constantine up and rushed deep into the alley . However, he quickly realized with despair that there was a high wall before them . He looked at Constantine hopefully . I know what youre thinking . Constantine sighed . Even if an old man like me could climb walls, would you be able to take me with you? Charles said, Itll be good if you can escape . Whatever . Constantine smiled tiredly . He leaned against the wall and sat heavily onto the ground . Ive run my entire life . My back is full of scars . Before I die, let me leave a wound in my chest . Charles laughed bitterly . He bent down and picked up a rock . But after thinking, he tossed it down . What was the point of holding a rock? Rather than hoping he could hit someone, he should just end things once and for all for himself . He sat down next to Constantine and they fell silent . The footsteps were closer . Something exploded . The wall behind them instantly turned to powder and dozens of figures burst through . They jumped out like wind and mercilessly pushed the two onto the ground . Freeze! a cold voice said . Swords were pressed to their necks instantly . Then the people who had distracted them burst into the alley, taking up the entire place . They werent the Revolutionaries! Charles was stunned and quickly became overjoyed . It was the Sacred City garrison! The dozens of soldiers were armed to the teeth . After scanning the entire alley, they were still not relaxed . The safety was soon confirmed . The leader sheathed his sword and waved at the black-clothed men pressing the two down . Then they voluntarily walked away . Charles looked back instinctively . All he saw was a blinding beam of aether light and the hand on his shoulder . The cufflink was unique and familiar . It was the sign of the Silent Authority! He was safe! He breathed in relief, practically crying . He had already been prepared to die in this alley . He did not expect that the Silent Authority would come save him at the most critical point . Thank the lord! Truly thank the lord! We found them . A voice seemed to be reporting to the upper figures . Yes, hes with Constantine . Yes, theyre safe . Theres temporarily no other dangers . Well take them back now…okay… Charles let them put on handcuffs without struggling . Even if the plan had failed, he could still live . The Silent Authority had not used any excuses to give him trouble . Even if he would be locked up for the rest of life, it was better than continuing to be a spy or dying here . However, Constantine did not seem well . He was old . After running for so long, his tensed nerves had finally relaxed before being tensed again . When the musicians had broken through the wall, he had almost passed out . Or maybe they did this purposely . Thankfully, he was checked and would not die . The leader clearly already knew Charless identity . He did not say it out loud but he was not too hard on Charles . The handcuffs were loose as well . Youve worked hard, he murmured as he brushed past Charles, patting his shoulder . No, no, it was my duty . Charles smiled instinctively . He was ready to say stupid things like Im just working for the Sacred City when he suddenly felt something warm splash into his mouth . It was blood . Charles froze . And then, right before him, the leaders head exploded . A giant hole appeared in his forehead . Through his forehead, Charles could see corpses all over the ground and a spirit-like figure emerge from the darkness . The figure slowly curled his finger back and destructive aether waves swelled . Everything began twisting under the heart of sound . It was the Distortion level! Another Distortion level! As the saying went, trouble never came alone . Following immediately, terrifying aether waves spread behind them, above them, and even under them . The Revolutionaries had done everything to kill them . Four Distortion level musicians! In an instant, the garrison and the Silent Authority musicians were on the ground . Now, only they were left again .
Chapter end
Report
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|