The residents of the imperial capital and tourists who came to visit from other cities obviously did not understand the undercurrents behind this Midsummer Festival.

These ordinary people happily enjoyed the open stability under the celebration atmosphere, but Ryan, who was outside the Great Hall, was already tense and ready.

He returned to the former association branch last night and had guessed Kiddyn's plan when he was lying on the bed.

That guy Kidine should have wanted to use the high-performance clay explosive provided by the association to blow the top of the underground passage directly through, so as to launch an unexpected attack from the underground.

But guessing that his plan does not mean perfect prevention. Heimdal's underground space is so vast that it is hopeless. Ryan has no idea where Kiddyn will cause an explosion.

‘You can only stay by the prince’s side and wait for the rabbit…’

Ryan looked at the red bulletproof gift car that had already parked under the hundred steps of the Great Hall with some concern.

‘I don’t know if His Highness Cedric can withstand such a strong impact. According to Princess Elphin and Ougua, the prince’s personality seems a bit weak.’

Crown Prince Cedric Lesze Yanor is 15 years old this year like twin sister Elphin. His appearance does not look like a man should have, and he looks more...mother.

In the aristocratic circle, this crown prince was very popular with older sisters. Many aristocratic ladies regarded him as their younger brother and loved him very much.

...Of course, the crown prince himself was very distressed about this. He hoped to be a royal man who stood up like Prime Minister Osborne and his brother Olibart, with his own firm beliefs, rather than a sissy who grew up in the pile of makeup.

‘Tsk…a vicious bourgeois brother again.’

Ryan curled his lips obscurely, and then he put away his jokes and said to Christian with a serious attitude, "Be careful, if the terrorists are preparing to launch an attack, the time when the prince climbs the ladder is the best..."

"boom!"

Before Ryan could finish speaking, an explosion suddenly came from the center of the stairs in front of the Great Hall. The bricks and stones on the ground soared into the sky, and a large amount of soil and smoke ejected out temporarily obscured the area where the crown prince and his party were.

"Well!"

"ah!"

Accompanied by the typewriter-like "da da" gunshots, the two elite guards guarded beside Prince Cedric shouted in pain at the same time.

When the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, a gloomy middle-aged man wearing glasses had already held Cedric in his hand, and he pressed the pistol in his hand against the prince's temple with a smug smile on his face.

"Hmph~ Good morning everyone, I'm sorry for disturbing your fun in the celebration, but in order to realize our ideal, I can only temporarily feel wronged by the Crown Prince."

Ryan narrowed his eyes behind the crowd, ‘Kidian has taken action. According to Miltio’s plan, now wait for him to reveal the name of the organization... Cherish your last time, g man.’

Kidine didn't know that he had been targeted by the god of death, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

At this moment, Kidine shouted with a frenzy look on her face, "My name is g, and she is a cadre of the 'Imperial Liberation Front'. We aim to swing the hammer of sanctions at the abominable man with quiet anger."

"To that iron-blooded prime minister who is extremely ambitious and willing to tie the people to his own desire to expand, Gillias Osborne!"

"Wow!"

As Kiddian shouted out the name of his organization, the scene where he was originally shocked due to the change was suddenly in an uproar.

Because Prince Cedric was held hostage by the other party, the Guards and the Imperial Gendarmerie both threw themselves at the mercy and did not dare to press too much.

Christian sternly scolded, "It's nonsense! No matter how many mistakes the Prime Minister makes, it's not a reason for you to hold the royal family hostage! Let go of Your Highness!"

'Oh……'

Ryan laughed secretly when he heard Christian's words. It seemed that the captain of the guards also had a lot of dissatisfaction with the prime minister, but at least he knew that the overall situation was the priority.

"I refuse!"

Kidine said with a determined look on his face, "If you want to save the prince, let Gillias Osborne come in person..."

"Stop the nonsense."

Before Kidian could finish his words, a blue figure swept across the bodies of more than a dozen people beside Kidian at an extremely high speed that ordinary people could not capture.

These terrorists who had previously stood straight with a guided machine gun and a sword and shield in hand suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

Kidion hurriedly turned Cedric with a panic look on his face, trying to use the crown prince as a shield to stop the other party's actions.

But when he turned around, he was surprised to find that there was no figure in front of him. At the same time, a silver sword aura quietly attacked from below while he was not paying attention.

"Um?"

Feeling a chill from his right wrist holding the gun, Kiddian turned his gaze and then found a blood mark on his wrist.

"This is……"

Just as Kidine looked at the mark on his hand in confusion, his palm holding the gun suddenly separated from his wrist, and the palm holding the gun fell to the ground and made a muffled sound.

"laugh!"

The blood from Kidian's broken hand was spewed out at this moment. Seeing that the blood was about to spit on the prince with a terrified face, a blue figure flashed in front of the dull Kidian again.

Less than 1 second before the terrorists around fell to Kidian's broken hand, most people had not yet realized what had happened, including Kidian himself who broke his hand.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a severe pain coming from the left wrist of the crown prince hostage, and then he completely lost consciousness and his entire left hand became completely soft.

When someone brought the prince away from Kiddian in a flash, the terrorist cadre who lost both hands finally let out a shrill scream.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

At this time, Kiddian's right wrist was still spewing blood, while his left wrist seemed to have been hit hard by a blunt object, completely deformed.

But he seemed to be not concerned about his physical trauma, and just stared at the escaped crown prince and the young man in a purple windbreaker beside him with unwilling and confusing eyes.

"You...who are you? Why are you here to disrupt our plans!"

After Ryan put down Cedric, he nodded to him with a comforting smile, and signaled Christian and other guards to come immediately to protect the prince.

"Yeah!"

When the guards blocked the prince who had not yet come back to his senses, Ryan waved the shiny Taidao Chihuang in his hand. The blood drops on the knife were immediately thrown out, and the Taidao itself also made a clear buzzing sound.

Standing slightly apart and steadily, posing his usual one-handed warning posture, Ryan looked at Kiddian calmly.

"I am Reinhardt de Cain, a cadre on the Imperial Liberation Front. No matter you have many reasons and excuses, holding the royal family is a serious crime. I believe you should have already realized it?"

"Kay...Yeah?"

Kiddyn was stunned when he heard Ryan's introduction, and then a clear smile gradually appeared on his face.

"So that's it, so that's it, hahaha!"

Then he opened his hands wildly and shouted, "Come on! I knew what would happen to me when I was planning the plan. Now I have no value anymore. Unfortunately, I have not been able to lead that hateful man, come on! Take my life!"

Ryan closed his eyes gently and said lightly, "As you wish, goodbye forever, comrade g."
Chapter completed!