Simultaneously looking at the corpses lying haphazardly around the palace, the ones who sacrificed heroically.
Princess Eleanor couldn't help but take a couple of deep breaths.
Plop!
The floating document was caught by her, and the floating black pen was tightly grasped.
"At least you're sensible."
The white man in a black jacket coldly smiled, watching indifferently.
The other security guards all changed their expressions drastically, opening their mouths in grief, trying to dissuade.
But the force field was released, instantly enveloping a hundred meters around.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Shadows of the guards knelt down, forcibly silenced.
Trembling air surrounded Princess Eleanor.
The sky was blue, it was the hottest noon.
Yet she felt a cold chill.
"I hope... you can spare them."
Princess Eleanor's voice trembled, her pale face pleading.
The white man stared back coldly, as if his eyes were saying, you have no right to bargain.
