Love At The Wrong Table

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“No, no, not at all!” The masked man waved his hand dismissively. “I wouldn’t dare compare myself to the Seven Saints. I’m just a humble man from the countryside. It’s simply a pity to see a savage tiger driven to the brink by love and loyalty, forced to consider ending his own life.”

Yorick, with little patience for riddles, pointed at the man and barked, “What the hell do you want? Spit it out already!”

“Very well!” Sensing Yorick’s temperament, the masked man got straight to the point. “You can’t bring yourself to kill Jane, yet you refuse to betray Mr. Sheffield–Grey, who has shown you such great kindness. So, why not kill Artemis instead? Wouldn’t that solve everything?”

Yorick’s body tensed with a violent shudder. It was as if those words had shattered the haze clouding his

mind.

The masked man pressed on. “If Artemis dies, what good is his soaring approval rating? A corpse can’t become president. Once Atticus takes the presidency, do you think he’ll still want to kill a national treasure like Jane? I’d wager he’d sooner spoil her than harm her!”

“Shut up!” Yorick shouted coldly, pointing at him.

Though the suggestion made perfect sense, Yorick knew what assassinating Artemis would mean. The sudden death of Chanaea’s president–elect would throw the entire nation into chaos. Foreign powers would seize the opportunity to invade, and the consequences for the people would be unthinkable.

More than that, with the current political turmoil, Santiago–serving as a general–was assigned to guard Artemis personally. If Yorick attempted an assassination, he would inevitably have to fight Santiago.

Winning or losing was one thing. But once they clashed, Santiago would know the truth. And at that point, their brotherhood would be shattered–they would have no choice but to fight to the death.

“Heh, well then, I’ll take my leave.” The masked man chuckled, knowing he had already opened Pandora’s box. Whether Yorick acted or not no longer mattered. In the end, he would have no choice.

On the other side of Zovince, Santiago also understood the stakes. With Artemis‘ election, many powerful individuals saw their interests threatened. They would try to kill Artemis before he could solidify his power.

To ensure Artemis‘ safety, Santiago had no choice but to leave his pregnant wife behind, staying at Artemis‘ side day and night.

For the sake of national stability, he could only neglect his beloved wife once more.

“General Adkins, we’ve received intel–Atticus is planning to send an assassin after Mr. Artemis!”

The report soon landed on Santiago’s desk.

“Outrageous! Losing the election wasn’t enough–they want to play dirty now?!” Santiago clenched his fists, teeth grinding as a single name immediately flashed through his mind–Yorick.

If Atticus truly intended to proceed with this plan, Yorick would undoubtedly be his trump

card.

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Soon, whenever Yorick appeared in public, people’s eyes were filled with suspicion and hostility. He hadn’t said or done anything, yet society had already branded him as a villain.

But what had to happen would eventually happen.

As Artemis returned to Congress after a recent inspection, the assassination attempt finally took place.

The assassin acted alone, masked, with only his ruthless eyes gleaming in the night. He took down eight armed professional bodyguards in mere moments.

“Who are you? How dare you?!”

Fortunately, Santiago arrived just in time to confront the assassin head–on.

The two exchanged over thirty moves, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

Santiago was shocked. He could tell the assassin was holding back, seemingly afraid of revealing his identity.

“Let’s see who you really are!”

With a swift motion, Santiago unsheathed his iron spear, unleashing the Dance of Six Spears.

The assassin’s eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and as if by instinct, he countered with Savage Tiger Roar.

“Yorick?!” Santiago’s heart clenched in shock as he shouted his friend’s name.

The masked man, perhaps shaken by the sudden exposure of his identity, retreated quickly after their exchange of signature techniques, seizing the chance before reinforcements could arrive.

Before disappearing into the shadows, he left behind a chilling threat. “Let’s see how long you can protect Artemis, Santiago. Sooner or later, I’ll kill him—and Jane, who helped him take the presidency!”

“You-” Santiago started to give chase, but in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to strike down his old friend.

“General Adkins, are you all right?” Artemis rushed over, concern etched across his face.

“Thank you for your concern, Mr. President. I’m fine,” Santiago replied, gathering his composure.

“Good. Did I hear you call out someone’s name just now?” Artemis asked.

“Well…” Santiago hesitated before shaking his head. “Forgive me, sir. I carmot say for certain who the assassin was.”

Even now, Santiago couldn’t bring himself to speak Yorick’s name. Deep down, he still regarded him as a brother forged through life and death. But despite his silence, word of Yorick’s assassination attempt spread quickly throughout Zovince.

At the time, Artemis‘ early policies had offended many of the elite, but they had undeniably improved the lives of ordinary citizens, earning him widespread support from the people. noveldrama

Even the abbot of the Chapel of Oros had invited Artemis on several occasions to pray for the well–being of Chanaea’s citizens, forging a strong bond between them.

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“Santiago, is it true? Was the assassin Yorick?” Jane wasted no time asking as soon as she saw her husband.

“I can’t say for sure, but the techniques he used were undoubtedly Yorick’s. And with his level of skill, he must’ve reached the sage level. If it wasn’t him, then I have no idea who else it could be.” Santiago chose honesty, gently pulling Jane into his arms. “Jane, you need to be careful. He still wants to kill you because you helped Artemis secure the presidency.”

Resting her head against his chest, Jane whispered softly, “Don’t worry. Even if Yorick takes his own life, he would never kill me.”

“How can you be so sure?” Santiago’s expression darkened as anger stirred within him. “Jane, just how close were you and Yorick?”

Jane opened her mouth as if to speak, then hesitated, falling silent. But even without words, Santiago could almost hear the unspoken truth within her heart: He loves me just as deeply as you do

Not long after, duty called Santiago away on another mission, leaving Jane unguarded.

And that was when Yorick struck.

He not only killed Jane but also cast her and their daughter into the turbulent, reef–strewn sea…

“Yorick Dotson!”

As the memories crashed through his mind, Santiago lost control.

Amid the dense forest on Divine Mountain, his aura flared violently, darkening his eyes and sending shockwaves through the air.

“Master, let’s get away from him! That drunkard’s gone mad!” Rosa gasped, backing away in fright.

Isabella nodded and swiftly retreated more than 200 feet.

Santiago’s presence became colder than ice, and the force of his energy swirled like a tornado, flattening nearly the entire forest of trees around him.

“If you wanted to kill someone, you should’ve come for me! Why did you have to kill Jane? Why?!”

The silver spear in Santiago’s hands seemed to transform into a demon dragon rising from the abyss.

Sensing danger, Simba leaped to his master’s side, its muscles tensed as it prepared to flee. Yorick, too, wasted no time, leaping onto the tiger’s back, knowing he couldn’t withstand Santiago’s next attack head–on.

“Die!”

With a thunderous roar, Santiago thrust his spear forward, unleashing three black dragons with eyes blazing

crimson-like blood.

Wherever they passed, everything was reduced to ash–nothing survived.

This was the ultimate technique of the Silver Dragon Spear Saint–Dance of Three Spears!


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