The guards didn't give them much time to linger, directly leading them into the castle, ascending all the way to the banquet hall on the third floor.
A young figure sat in a high position, his presence calm as water.
That was Louis, younger and more handsome than they had imagined.
Vera had a flash of jealousy and malice in her eyes, but outwardly she wore a full smile, just about to exchange pleasantries.
But before she could speak, she heard a guard say, "Attack!"
Almost simultaneously, over a dozen Red Tide Elite Knights burst out from within the hall, the roof, and the surroundings, moving as swiftly as beasts long poised to strike.
The female leader's heart tightened sharply, instinctively reaching for the dagger hidden at her waist.
However, just as her hand touched the hilt, her left wrist suddenly throbbed with pain!
It turned out a short sword flashed coldly, accurately hitting her hand joint, rendering her entire arm numb.
