Chapter 1763

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While the guards were on edge, Mirabella, still lounging comfortably in her chair, appeared more amused than afraid by the black-masked assassins standing before her.

"I'm actually quite curious to see what these so-called super assassins can really do," she remarked casually, tilting her head with a hint of a smirk and lazily flicking her fingers in the air. Her relaxed demeanor was laced with a clear challenge and a touch of arrogance.

"You think you can handle us?" one of the assassins taunted, though their faces were hidden, the irritation was palpable. Exchanging quick glances, they remembered their mission, and the closest one lunged at Mirabella.

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From his corner, shielded by his guards, Lockie couldn't hold back a warning shout, "Watch out!"

But before the assassin could make contact, his hand froze mid-air, as if caught by an unseen force, and he crumpled to the floor. The skin exposed outside his mask turned an eerie shade of purple.

The other assassins' eyes widened as confusion swept over them. Their bodies seized up, hearts pounding painfully, and breathing became a struggle. In less than two seconds, they too hit the floor with a thud.

Mirabella glanced at the fallen figures, a look of boredom crossing her face. "Super assassins, huh? That's all they've got?" she mused, remembering she had only used a pinch of her little one's homemade poison.

Lockie's guards, anticipating a dramatic showdown, were left stunned, their eyes wide, hands steadying in disbelief. "What just happened to them?" one blurted out.

A guard cautiously approached to check if the assassins were still breathing, but Mirabella's voice, calm yet firm, stopped him in his tracks. "Touch them if you want to join them."

The guard jerked his hand back, finally noticing the strange purple hue of their skin. "They're...?"

"All talk, no action," Mirabella shrugged, unfazed.

The guard, still processing what had happened, stayed silent, though it was clear

he was having a hard time believing what he saw.

Ignoring the guard's bewilderment,

Mirabella stood and nodded at

Lockie

"My folks are probably

looking for me J This isn't a place hang around. You should get going too."

With that, she gracefully exited the coffee room.

Lockie watched her leave, snapping back to reality only when his guard spoke. "Your Highness, that girl is no ordinary person," the guard noted, glancing once more at the

incapacitated assassins. He hadn't

caught how she'd done adn't

done it but the

results spoke for themselves-she'd effortlessly taken them down.

Lockie paused, then chuckled, "Indeed."

.

Even if he hadn't helped her out today, with skills like hers, she wouldnt have been caught in Murray's trap anyway. It was him who owed her a debt now.

"I wonder which family she hails from," the guard mused aloud.

Lockie considered this for a moment, then said, "Let's get moving. We should leave too."

"Yes, Your Highness," the guard replied respectfully, pulling out his phone to alert the attendants waiting outside.

Soon, the pair made their exit.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the banquet hall outside was growing tenser by the moment, as if ready to burst at any second.