Chapter 408 (2/2)
There were two deacons and two groups of knights They came in hurry which showed how much attention was paid to Dudian
Both deacons ofon the sofa as they entered the hall His chest rapped in gauze while there was girl standing by her who held onto a sword There was a corpse on the ground
The hall was silent as a cemetery
One of the deacons looked at corpse and went closer to Dudian: ”Master, did you know the identity of the assassin?”
Dudian shook his head: “Please check the person I would like to know the identity of the man and the reason why he would try to assassinate me”
“Your body seems to be injured” Deacon Ross took a deep breath: “Master are you alright? Do you want a doctor to check your body?”
Dudian shook his head: “It's just a scratch I'ht”
Ross saw the faint red color on the bandage on Dudian's chest He thought that the 'scratch' was fairly long: ”Master, please describe me the actions of the assassin…”
Dudian replied “Attendants said that a beggar had come over to ask forbut suddenly tried to attack ht with a bit of skill I was able to avoid a fatal blow”
Ross nodded as his assistant wrote down Ross looked at Dudian: ”Master, ill be investigating the scene…”
“Please! I’ll go upstairs” Dudian responded
“Alright” Ross nodded: “You should rest”
Dudian raised his aro upstairs
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The next day
“New World News” once again published a news that shocked the public
Master Dean, the hero of the as a target of assassination yesterday! He was almost killed!
The title attracted interest of countless people 'New World News' once again was the newspaper with the most sales
Mel family
George woke up fro up He used crutches to co room The newspapers were prepared and placed on table
He sat by the table Hot mild was poured into the cup and he drank it to lasses and picked a newspaper He shook the newspaper and opened it to quickly read the content After finishi+ng the first paper he continued with the next one
After finished the second newspaper he took the third one
“Master Dean, the hero of the as target of an assassination yesterday He was ale's pupils shrank as he read the headline He was startled His fingers that were clutching onto the newspaper trembled He face turned red Suddenly he spat out blood which splashed onto the mild cup and the breakfast plate
“Master!”
“Master!”
The maids next to him hurried up to support his old body