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"This hotel is even busier than I thought."

"..."

The man in black, almost having witnessed the entire process through his binoculars, sincerely exclaimed and relayed the information to his partner via headset.

The position truly was the best seat in the house. The man in black's vision was slightly better than that of the blind sniper, though he hadn't seen the movements of Green Mist, he did catch the shadow of the Male Waiter jumping down.

From the hotel plunging into darkness to the eruption of gunfire, shouting, and screams, such a small hotel could still put on such an exciting show tonight!

"Stay sharp, I've spotted Lord Ying."

The voice of his partner came through the headset.

The man in black looked down and saw a hand emerge from under the window of a bungalow, making a complex sign towards them.

Understanding the signal, the man in black pulled out his sniper rifle from behind.

The all-black sniper rifle, slender and elongated, appeared unremarkable; he set it up in the corner of the window ledge.

Whoosh—

The dark bullet tore through the air, streaking like a meteor's flash in the night sky!

A sniper in a high-rise had not yet reacted before his head was struck, and a circle of light instantly dispersed.

Someone noticed the fleeting glint at the window, and though they found it strange, they didn't immediately associate it with an enemy attack until they felt the hair on their skin stand up, followed promptly by their vision enveloping in a vast whiteness.

After two successive flashes of light, observers stationed elsewhere suddenly realized what was happening. They shouted "enemy attack" into their headsets and rapidly pulled back behind walls.

However, just as one turned around, a figure in black descended from the ceiling, palm resting on his head.

The man in black smiled at him before twisting his hands with force.

Crack.

The observer met a gruesome end, and the sniper, despite swiftly moving away from the window, was shot through the wall, the bullet piercing his head!

As the light burst forth, the sniper understood—Radiant Corps!

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Outside the Five-star Hotel.

The aide leant against the grey stone wall, joyfully observing the chaotic state of the hotel, then pulled out a weighty grenade from his pocket.

"Hey, I didn't want to get involved initially, but since it's all so lively."

While smiling, the aide pulled the pin and tossed the bomb inside.

A clattering sound came from within, followed by soldiers' panicked cries of "A bomb, get down!" However, before their final note reached their lips, it was drowned out by a deafening boom!

Dust flew everywhere in the rainy night, with gunpowder filling the air, and then heavy, rapid footsteps sounded from various alleys.

The aide quickly threw another grenade, then turned and darted into a house behind, retreating to another location.

The Five-star Hotel was located downtown, facing the main street and backed by a large area of residential and commercial buildings, with complicated alleys crisscrossing everywhere.

After the hotel's first blackout, the military took the opportunity to evacuate civilians within a three-mile radius and took control of entry points along all passages. While this made it easy for the military to search the area, it also provided convenience for others to hide.

For instance, when the aide casually ran into a civilian house, he didn't bother trying to keep quiet to avoid disturbing the residents, as their screams would have given away his position.

As for the soldiers stationed nearby, dealing with them wasn't so troublesome.

After the aide threw the bomb in the hotel's backyard, he deliberately made some noise to fake an escape to a distant location, but in reality, he circled back to the vicinity of the Five-star Hotel.

The high points should have been dealt with by now. He was strolling the alleys with almost blatant confidence, only needing to deal with the patrolling troops.

Suddenly, a figure with drifting mist perfectly melding into the rainy night flashed in front of him.

The aide surged forward even faster!

The person who had just escaped in the commotion was shocked, attempting to dodge to the side, but the aide's grasping hand was like an inescapable curse, preventing any evasion!

Thump!

The aide viciously pressed the person's neck onto the ground, finding some strange pleasure in the familiar dominating move.

"Don't move!" the aide threatened in a low voice.

The person on the ground grabbed his wrist, initially intent on struggling, but upon feeling the sharp edge of a blade against his throat, quickly quieted down.

Using the light from a nearby house to inspect him and seeing the dark blue military uniform, the aide's expression subtly changed.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Wait..." the person hastily spoke: "I'm not the enemy, I was invited here by the Capital Commandant, and with the explosion at the hotel, I simply ran out to avoid the attack."

"I know," the aide replied with a smile.

This Mist Soldier was his target for this mission.

And now, the soldier seemed to mistake him for an officer from District 13, suggesting that the news of the aide's defection hadn't reached the outside world yet.

In a hushed tone, he ominously said, "But the presence of a member of the Green Mist Corps here, and our Great General hasn't been informed? How could that be?"

Upon hearing this, the soldier's complexion turned ashen!

Wasn't the area around the hotel supposed to be secured by the Commandant Mansion's forces? How could this man... Perhaps the General from District 13 discovered the situation here and, suspecting something amiss, dispatched someone to gather information?

No wonder he didn't encounter any patrolling soldiers when he came out; they probably had already been dealt with.

With this in mind, the Green Mist soldier stiffened, trying to talk his way out: "I don't know about that. The Five-star Hotel was forcibly sealed by the Commandant, trapping our Special Envoy inside. Naturally, we demanded some answers."

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