Chapter 351_Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

The young soldier paused, scratching his head sheepishly. He exined. “The major general’s girlfriend? Almost all of us in the First Military District have seen her photo. It’s framed on Jeremiah’s office desk.”

 Samantha clicked her tongue. ‘I really didn‘$

 desk. Isn’t that just tant show–off?‘

 expect that such a reserved guy like Jeremiah would have a photo of her on his

 Inside the interrogation room, the lighting was dim, with only a small skylight barely letting any light through. It was silent and still.

 Yvette extended her slender fingers, which were pale and delicate, lightly tapping on the table. She listened as the five kidnappers across from hermunicated in Srian and their organization’s secret codes, discussing how they had to find a way tomit suicide, vowing not to reveal their master. These kidnappers even nned to ambush Jeremiah, willing to do whatever it took to kill him to remain loyal to Ybau.

 The five Tradecrafters spoke openly, showing no concern for the people in the interrogation room, convinced that Clusia soldiers wouldn’t understand the obscurenguage of Sria.

 A few soldiers had intended to interrupt their conversation but held back when they caught Jeremiah’s eye. Although they didn’t understand why the major general allowed the kidnappers tomunicate, they sensed it had a purpose.

 After Yvette finished thest piece of orange on the table, she wiped her hands and nced at the bound men across from her, interrupting them. She spoke fluently in Srian, causing the five Tradecrafters to freeze in ce, fear overtaking their faces. “Who do you want to move against?”

 Even the soldiers standing nearby were stunned. This major general’s girlfriend can even speak Srian?‘

 Jeremiah’s eyes darkened, and his expression turned knowing. The girl can even handle the obscure indigenousnguage from South East Aploth, so how could Srian be a challenge for her?‘

 One of the older Tradecrafters, sporting a thin mustache and a gloomy face, red at Yvette and responded, “We are forever loyal to our master. No matter how you torture us, we won’t betray him. Just give up that thought!”

 These five Tradecrafters had been secretly trained by Ybau to carry out various missions. Since Clusia was Ybau’s most feared enemy, the first thing these assassins learned was Clusian By the time they reached the advanced level, they were so fluent in Clusian that they could blend in with the Clusian poption without being noticed.

 Yvette curled her lips slightly, and in the dim interrogation room, the subtle smirk on her face looked quite wicked. She stood up casually, her face expressionless and her eyes devoid of emotion, as she walked over to the man who had spoken earlier. Without hesitation, she kicked him in the chest.

 The man didn’t take her move seriously at all, smirking as if to mock her. Just as he was about to say something insulting, Yvette’s seemingly effortless kick sent him flying into the cornernding heavily on the ground with his face hitting the floor. When he tried to get up, his face was a mess. The Tradecrafter tried to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood and copsed back into the corner That one kick had injured his lungs.

 The other four kidnappers stared in disbelief. “This woman actually made our boss cough up blood with just one kick!?”

 But that wasn’t the end of it. Several of Jeremiah’s soldiers, sharp–eyed as always, dragged the blood–spitting kidnapper from the corner back in front of Yvette and then stepped aside, waiting for further instructions.

 Yvette casually pulled out a pair of ck gloves from her pocket and put them on. She then effortlessly lifted the man, who weighed between 165 to 176 pounds, as if he were a small chick, with no struggle at all.

 Watching Yvette’s actions with a face full of affection. ‘Let the girl have her fun.

 Jeremiah sat in the chair,

 Yvette carried the man step by step toward the four other bound men and threw him onto the floor like a piece of trash. The man, already severely injured from Yvette’s kick,y there like a rag, panting heavily. Yvette looked down at him, crouched halfway down, and with a loud “crack,” she dislocated his jaw. The man let out one final pained wail before falling silent, now only able to re at Yvette with hatred, making faint grunting sounds.

 The four kidnappers watched Yvette’s ruthless actions, their pupils shrinking in fear. They had dealt with Clusian soldiers as vicious as her. before, but they had never encountered a womaContent held by N?velDrama.Org.

 Yvette looked expressionlessly at the chatterin man, her eyes cold, as she pulled out a silver pistol she always carried, silenced it, and loaded it.

 A few assassins saw her draw her gun and thought she was about to put them out of their misery, raising their heads, ready to meet death, their expressions fierce.

 Yvette chuckled lightly at their actions, aimed the gun at the wrist of the man lying on the ground, and with quick precision, fired a shot that pierced straight through his wrist, blood gushing out in a column and sttering the four men’s faces. The man who was shot wanted to scream, but since Yvette had just dislocated his jaw, he couldn’t make a sound, only contorting his face in agony, his eyes bloodshot, struggling to move.

 In the next moment, Yvette turned the silver pistol towards the man’s knee and, without hesitation, fired again, creating a bloody hole in his knee. The man was now half–conscious, and the pain in his body drained him of the strength to even re at Yvette.

 The blood flowing from the man quickly stained the surrounding area red, the vivid blood filling everyone’s vision. The other four weren’t as defiant as before; this kind of torment before death was the most terrifying, and the interrogation room was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

 Yvette stood in the pool of blood, her facepletely expressionless, as if everything was unrted to her. She looked at the other four while aiming the gun at the nearly dead leader of the kidnappers on the floor, her cold gaze deep as night, finally speaking the second sentence since entering the interrogation room.

 She asked softly, “Skinning alive, quartering, drawing and quartering, capital punishment, scaphism, strangtion- which one do you prefer?” It was a casual question, as simple as asking if you had eaten. As soon as she finished speaking, she didn’t even look at the lying kidnapper and casually fired again, this time hitting the lower half of the kidnapper’s body.

 With a thud, everyone stared in shock at the little thing that fell in the middle of his pants,pletely dumbfounded, their expressions a mixture of horror and disbelief.

 The four kidnappers reflexively turned to the expressionless Yvette.

 Jeremiah rubbed his temples. “The ces this girl targets are truly indescribable.‘

 The soldiers standing nearby suddenly felt a chill run down their spines and collectively swallowed hard. ‘Where did this Major General Mrs. Chavez find such a ruthless person? How could she think to shoot there?‘

 But they didn’t know this wasn’t the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be thest.

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