Chapter 535 Rebellion 3

In order to avoid alerting the traitors, Paul's camp moved quickly and nervously. Even Paul himself, the captain of the guards Victor and the intelligence agent Brandi joined the ranks of preparations for war. The guards piled up everything that could resist arrows - wooden boards, carriages, boxes, and stones around the camp.

Ladi took a bottle and sprinkled some unknown powder in different shapes in various corners of the camp. The parrot she called flapped its wings and flew into the air, taking advantage of the cover of the night to fly to the distant sky.

After completing all the preparations they could make under the current conditions, Victor ordered all the lights to be turned off, and the entire camp fell into darkness in an instant.

The abnormality of the lord's camp was eventually known to the traitors.

Fergus's tent was brightly lit, and a group of people sat on the ground in a circle, and some of them felt that they were wearing armor.

"Grayman must have noticed something!"

After hearing the servants report that the lord's camp suddenly fell into darkness, Fergus immediately made the above judgment.

"Ah?" Old Valen was a little panicked, "He... they won't run away, right?"

It's not time to act yet - they originally planned to wait until midnight, when most people in the lord's camp fell asleep.

At this sensitive moment, Old Valen hated anything that happened outside the plan.

If the lord ran away, wouldn't they die and their clan be destroyed?

"Lord Fergus... what should we do?"

Others also asked.

Although they were all full of confidence when planning, and everyone vowed to chop off the lord's head, but when it came to the moment before the action, everyone felt flustered. After all, the Graman family has ruled them for more than a hundred years, and Paul Graman has rapidly raised the prestige of his family after he succeeded to the throne, becoming a feared existence by major lords in the Northwest Bay, including Duke Ferdinand.

Some people even had such thoughts: How did I have the courage to participate in their conspiracy at that time.

But they were already on the boat, and there was no possibility of retreating.

In this situation, Fergus, the only one with military experience, became the backbone of the rebels.

A bunch of trash! Seeing the expressions of his accomplices, Fergus cursed in his heart.

"Why are you panicking? This forest is full of our people and traps. Where can they run to? Now, gather all the people you have and attack the lord's camp!"

"Yes, Lord Fergus!"

As long as the backbone gave the order, their panic was reduced a lot, and they all stood up to gather people.

...

Paul tightly grasped his pistol for self-defense, his palms were full of sweat. He hid behind a wooden box, only half of his head stuck out, staring at the dark forest in front of him in the moonlight. The forest that looked full of vitality during the day seemed to have turned into a monster that wanted to devour everything, and was approaching him little by little.

The green-haired witch was right beside him. She felt Paul's nervousness and gently pressed her hand on his back. Instantly, Paul felt a warmth rising from his heart, and his originally tense nerves relaxed a lot.

The rifle that Paul used for hunting had been handed over to the best shooter among the guards - a young man named Aigram. He was next to the guard captain Victor, ready to follow his instructions to snipe the most valuable target at any time.

"Here it comes!" Ladi reminded.

The witch's eyes radiated a faint light, and Paul was not sure if it was the effect of magic.

"Everyone pay attention!" Victor roared.

After a few seconds, everyone heard the rustling sound coming from deep in the woods.

At the same time, in the barracks of Lake Heart Town, the lights had been turned off, and the entire barracks was shrouded in darkness, with only a few lights on the sentry posts.

The militiamen who came to the training camp climbed into bed early. They had been tossed around for the past two days.

Especially today, the instructors were like crazy, asking them to reload and shoot over and over again, and the crackling sound rang in the barracks all day.

Zane lay in bed, with the thunderous snoring of his companions lingering in his ears. Although he was very tired, he had not fallen asleep yet, as if he had insomnia.

For some reason, Zane felt a little flustered after going to bed, as if something bad was going to happen tonight.

What a damn premonition, he muttered silently and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Alas, there is still early training tomorrow, I have to fall asleep quickly.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

He began to count sheep, and silently imagined a large group of goats lining up to jump over the fence in his mind.

"Beep beep beep-beep-beep beep beep-beep!"

He suddenly heard the harsh sound of a military bugle.

Oh? No way, even dreaming about emergency assembly, my brain is really worthy of my hard training during the day.

"Beep, beep, beep--beep--beep, beep--beep!"

The sound of the military bugle continued to reach his ears.

Zane sat up suddenly. Wait! This is not a dream, someone is blowing the bugle.

What is this sound? It is the call for an emergency assembly.

No mistake!

"Wake up! Everyone, get up! Emergency assembly!"

Zane shouted in the dormitory at the top of his lungs, while jumping to the floor and starting to put on his clothes.

"Assemble? Gather for dinner? Ouch!"

McGee mumbled in his sleep until Zane twisted him awake.

"Stop dreaming, this is a real emergency assembly, hurry up and get dressed."

With Zane's efforts, all eight people in their dormitory were called up in less than a minute.

Five minutes later, they rushed out of the dormitory and headed straight for the playground.

On the playground, Zane and his team found the position where they lined up during the daytime training. Hmm? Why, did my dormitory arrive first?

Then a large group of people ran over from the dormitory area soon.

"Line up! Line up like we did during the day!" Zane shouted to the militiamen from Tata Town.

Although it was noisy at the beginning, in less than half an hour, the militiamen had lined up and were waiting for the instructor to arrive.

Lieutenant Burgan walked into the playground with his head held high, and then came to the podium facing the militia square.

"Brave warriors! You gathered very quickly, which shows that you worked hard during the day. I, Lieutenant Burgan, will always be proud of you!"

"However, the purpose of this emergency meeting is not to test you. Tonight you will take on a heavy responsibility that will be written into the history of Arda!"

Heavy responsibility? Zane's uneasiness became stronger.

Burgan on the podium said very seriously.

"Our great and benevolent lord, Paul Graman!"

"Unfortunately, he was assassinated tonight!"

With a bang! The pot under the podium exploded.