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Chapter 199: Cutting The Wings Of The Bird Before It Takes The Flight

He didn’t blame her.

The assassination attempt could’ve cost them everything.

It wasn’t something easily forgiven.

He himself wanted to kill Oran.

But still...

He knew the bigger problem wasn’t killing Oran.

It was what would come after.

As a Lord Candidate, his name was bound to make waves sooner or later.

And if that happened, someone could easily twist the story into ”Isaac murdered someone after failing to buy property” or some other nonsense.

The political fallout would outweigh the satisfaction of vengeance.

Selene’s voice cut into his thoughts.

”Are you two even listening? You should save the lovey-dovey act for when you’re alone, you know?”

Her voice was light, playful.

But there was a slight pause in her words, just barely noticeable.

Isaac turned toward her. ”Sorry. We’re listening. The place looks solid.”

Alice added, ”It’s quite good.”

They walked up to the fourth floor again where most of the signing would take place.

The paperwork was already prepped.

Selene seemed to have handled the negotiations ahead of time.

The final price was twenty billion Obols.

Isaac wasn’t surprised.

It was high, but considering the location and structure, it was a fair price.

And given his product, he would quickly earn back his investment.

Selene handed over the finalized documents after a quick review, then looked at Isaac.

”Don’t worry about the staff. I’ve already started a selection for them. If everything goes smoothly, you’ll be able to open shop in three days.”

”Three days?” Isaac raised an eyebrow. ”That’s fast.”

”I’ve been preparing for this since before you asked. I knew it was coming.”

He nodded. ”Thanks.”

Selene smiled.

As they stepped outside, Isaac noticed Alice lagging behind for a moment.

She wasn’t even pretending to hide the glare she sent Oran’s way.

Her hand kept twitching as if she couldn’t wait to pull out her Warhammer from the spatial ring and use it to flatten Oran.

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Isaac reached out, gently grabbed her hand, and gave a firm shake of his head.

’I want to kill that bastard too. But let’s leave it to Professor Catherine for now.’

Alice didn’t answer.

But she nodded.

Her silence was enough to show she understood, even if she didn’t like it.

Isaac wasn’t as regretful as Alice.

He could see Oran was undergoing some kind of psychological torture.

Professor Catherine was treating him ’nicely.’

’Torturing him is much better than killing him today.’

Isaac could do it later when he had a way to hide his actions.

He didn’t realize he had started to think of kidnapping and eliminating people as a normal occurrence.

Since he had been attacked first, he believed it was fair if he did the same to the other party.

They left the building and walked back toward their ride.

The sun had started lowering just slightly, casting longer shadows over the city.

People bustled around the nearby plaza, unaware of the tension that had passed just a few meters from them.

Isaac looked at the shop one last time.

’Finally, it’s starting in earnest.’

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Governor Marcellus Dane POV

Governor Marcellus Dane sat behind his large, oak desk.

His silver-streaked black hair, neatly combed, glinted faintly under the warm office lights.

Papers were stacked in front of him. There were reports, personnel files, financial summaries, and intelligence briefings from across Fortified City 50.

His sharp eyes scanned through the top document, one finger lightly tapping the desk every few seconds.

The room was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of pages. Then came a knock at the door.

He didn’t look up. ”Enter.”

The door opened, and Vale Rae stepped in.

The guildmaster of Titan Edge, one of the four strongest guilds in the city, always moved with the ease of someone used to being in control.

But in front of the governor, his steps were cautious, and measured.

He stopped a few feet from the desk and stood silently, waiting.

Marcellus continued to read for another minute or so, flipping to the next page with an almost exaggerated slowness.

Finally, he placed the papers down and spoke without looking up.

”How did the assassination attempt on Isaac fail so easily?”

His tone was calm, and quiet. There was no hint of anger. But Vale’s shoulders tensed slightly.

”I instructed you to give Oran the best men from the black market. Assassins should’ve been skilled enough to at least threaten him. That boy should’ve been rattled.”

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