267 She Who Died 4 (2/2)
The Albarez' heir rejected his proposal, ”I don't recommend going with me. Just stay here and be alert. Have one team guard these three. Report to me anything highly suspicious in the city, especially in the southern part of the city.”
The assistant nodded his head, looking like the prized secretary and second in command that he always was.
Time passed quickly. The moment the barrier went down, Alessa did her best to drag and support the injured half-host. However, what strength could someone drugged for hours summon in her thin pale arms?
Seeing her looking so pitiful, George wordlessly marched to her direction. In his back was Steffy. But when he had the sleeping guy in his shoulder, he showed no sign of struggling to carry to people down the long staircase. Alessa extended her gratitude to the guy and promised to return the favor one day. Naturally, both George and Gio didn't take her seriously. The former was a fine gentleman while the latter merely thought there was nothing to expect from a non-host that only knew how to cry when everything goes haywire.
”The blockade suddenly dispersed.” The woman murmured.
Gio knew it was because the one controlling them passed out, resulting in the collapse of the link and chain of command. However, he had no obligation to explain this point to anybody.
Even without using the same IDs presented to the guards, the five were not obstructed by anyone. Most of the officers there who regained their consciousness saluted at them and called Gio a Major General. The guy only nodded.
Outside the mansion's premises, George phoned two drivers. The assistant thought five people would need two cars to not be cramped inside. However, when the vehicles arrived, Gio took one for himself then had the four go to the other. After leaving a set of instructions to his capable assistant, he drove towards the airport where his private plane was carefully tended.
With the arrangements done beforehand, it did not take long for the plane to take off heading towards the empire.
'Sofy said she'd be back soon. But I'm afraid things wouldn't be that smooth for a mid level host like her. I must see her as soon as possible...'
Seated alone inside the fairly spacious and extravagantly luxurious room in the plane, the Albarez' heir took out a coin from his pocket. And then with a smirk his lips slowly curled into, he uttered,
”My lovely pet, how about you come out now and tell me, where did my Sofony, host 137 go?”
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