Chapter 140: Dancing in the Chaos

Chapter 140: Dancing in the Chaos

The flickering candlelight cast ever-changing shadows, screams echoed, and people scurried to hide as the once harmonious ball descended into noisy disarray.

Amidst the slight chaos, Hasturremained calm, his gaze lowered upon Audrey, the lady of the evening.

She wore an elegant, beige gown, its fluffy hem swaying gently. Her delicate, fair neck and the earrings adorned with emeralds complemented her full head of golden hair, braided like flowers and cascading past her shoulders.

Her figure was slender, her smooth forehead able to touch her chin, embodying elegance and nobility.

The shifting light and dark added a mysterious veil to her beauty.

Her face showed no panic, only a curious sparkle in her eyes.

Perhaps, for her, the night's events were a rare experience.

Hearing Audrey's question, Hasturshifted his gaze to the source of the wind blade and said calmly, "Yes, Qilangosmade his move, but he didn't succeed. Duke Nigan was prepared, surrounded by powerful extraordinaries. He's likely trying to escape now."

Audrey looked over but couldn't make out the extraordinary battle, only seeing the chaotic crowd fleeing. She asked curiously, "Which sequence of extraordinary is he?"

"He should be a Sequence 6, a Follower of the Wind."

"Oh, then why would he dare to assassinate Duke Nigan?"

"The glove he's wearing must be a powerful extraordinary item."

A flicker of shock passed through Audrey's eyes; she had learned this information from Mr. Hanged Man.

But what about Mr. Hastar?

He had guessedQilangos's strength just from his own analysis.

If no one had informed him beforehand, then Mr. Hastar's knowledge of mysticism was truly terrifying.

Audrey pondered for a moment and smiled, "Does this count as my first collaboration with Mr. Hastar?"

"Of course, Miss Audrey, you are the true focus of tonight's ball."

"And Mr. Hastar?"

"I prefer to stand afar, not under the spotlight."

"Why is that?"

"Because I'm not as flawless as Miss Audrey. Standing under the spotlight, it's easy to show weakness and be criticized for my shortcomings."

Audrey's eyes narrowed with a smile, "Mr. Hastar, you just said you're not good at praising others."

"Because these words of praise are heartfelt."

If such words came from other nobles, Audrey would find them polite and insincere, but coming from Mr. Hastar, she felt genuinely flattered.

After all, praise from someone more outstanding than oneself is always more pleasing.

"It's a pity, though, that tonight was slightly marred."

Hastursighed softly, prompting Audrey's curious inquiry, "What's not perfect about tonight?"

"Tonight was the first dance I invited Miss Audrey to, and it was interrupted byQilangos."

Audrey looked around and then at her hands still resting in Hastar's palm and on his shoulder, and chuckled, "Now, we can still dance."

Dancing in the dark chaos was an interesting attempt.

Hasturthought back to where they had stopped, and Audrey had already led the next step.

In dancing, Hasturwas a bit better than most, but Audrey was much better than him.

Elsewhere,Qilangos's face was filled with terror, looking at the extraordinaries gathering around him.

He had just made his move, and an ambush had already been set for him.

Clearly, his assassination attempt had been exposed in advance!

He couldn't fathom how he had been discovered, but now, there was no time to ponder.

Escape, escaping from here, was what he needed to consider most.

His left glove writhed gently, covered in a layer of dark golden fine scales, standing erect as his pupils faded.

An invisible ripple spread out from him in all directions, and where it passed, the gentlemen and ladies who had barely calmed down were suddenly filled with immense fear.

They could no longer maintain their sanity, scattering and screaming wildly.

Many stumbled towards the encirclement where Qilangoswas.

The extraordinaries surroundingQilangos, worried about harming these nobles, hesitated to act.

Seizing the moment, Qilangosno longer hesitated. Hurricanes circled around him, and he ran towards the window, breaking through the bulging window and gliding a considerable distance with the favor of the wind, thus leaving the range of Duke Nigan's mansion.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Qilangosran towards the nearby woods. Once inside, he could block the pursuers and gain some distance.

Then, all he needed to do was change his appearance and blend into the crowd to completely escape pursuit!

After all, Beckland was home to over five million people. With the help of his CREEPING HUNGER, he would be like a drop of water entering the sea, never to be found again.

This was his greatest reliance on undertaking this mission!

After a while, a breeze blew through Duke Nigan's mansion, and the Archbishop of the Storm Church in Beckland, "The Singer of God" Aes Snak, arrived with several members of the Punishers.

alger was among them, his mood sour, as the broken window showed that the failed assassin Qilangoshad already escaped!

"If it weren't for… the delay."

alger glanced at The Singer of God, his fist tightening slightly.

He had immediately informed his superior as soon as he received the message from Mr. Fool regarding Miss Justice.

But the efficiency was too low; only when extraordinary fluctuations appeared at Duke Nigan's mansion did The Singer of God believe his report and come here.

But this delay allowed Qilangos to escape successfully.

GivenQilangos's character, he would likely guess that alger was the one who revealed his secret, complicating matters.

Qilangos must die in Beckland!

He wondered if Mr. Fool's followers would help.

Not far away, Hasturand Audrey also came near from the edge.

The furious Duke Nigan, the embarrassed Singer of God, and the unsettled alger…

Hasturobserved their expressions, focusing on alger.

This Mr. Hanged Man, with his deep blue, disheveled hair, rugged features, and bronze skin, was clearly a man who lived at sea.

But now, his complexion suggested annoyance atQilangos's escape.

Hasturwatched for a while, then turned his attention to the famous Dove of God.

He was indeed a qualified follower of the storm, after all, that being was also jokingly called the Old Dove of the Storm.

Despite being an extraordinary who controlled the storm, his always slow response… eventually led to his transfer from the Beckland diocese, truly an old dove turned sage.

Audrey approached Earl Hall, listening to Duke Nigan's angry accusations, feeling a bit smug.

She had become an extraordinary less than two months ago and could already influence the life and death of a duke in the Kingdom of Loen, a startlingly rapid progress.

She wondered if Mr. Hanged Man was satisfied with her performance.

He should still be at sea, right?

Audrey's gaze searched the crowd, finally resting on alger.

She observed him carefully, her pupils dilating slightly, then deliberately stepped back to avoid being noticed by alger, despite the distance.

She continued to observe covertly, comparing the man opposite her with the image of Mr. Hanged Man from the Tarot Club.

The more she looked, the more she felt that the man resembled Mr. Hanged Man!

Both were followers of the storm, both lived at sea for a long time, both involved in the matter withQilangos!

"Could it really be Mr. Hanged Man?"

Audrey grew more suspicious but dared not confirm rashly.

Before she could observe for long, the storm follower left with the others, probably to pursueQilangos.

Audrey didn't linger either. She glanced at Hastar, who had already moved away, and thought, "Mr. Hasturreally doesn't like to stand in the spotlight."

She went upstairs to the room where her mother and the other noble ladies were.

"My Audrey, where have you been? In such chaos, you weren't hurt, were you? Come, let me have a look."

"I'm fine, and I wasn't affected by the chaos."

After some comforting words, Audrey reassured her mother.

Originally, after revealingQilangos's true identity, she planned to accompany her mother here, but then she met Mr. Hasturand accepted his invitation to dance.

This made her mother worry, and now, thinking back, her cheeks felt warm.

After a while, Earl Hall appeared at the door, and Audrey found an excuse to step out and joined Earl Hall on a nearby balcony.

"Dad, is there something you need?" Audrey's green eyes shone with youthful innocence.

Earl Hall smiled, "The matter has been resolved; you don't need to worry about it anymore."

"Hmm… Did you tell anyone else that Baron Gramiel was an imposter?"

"Yes, besides me, the only other person who knows is Baron HasturCampbell." Audrey's eyes were bright, her words true, without a hint of deceit.

(End of Chapter)