Dugg looks back at the servants and nods his head signaling...the hun...pursuit begins!
Everyone in the room vanished without a trace, leaving behind only Dugg and Isabella which stood there firm and unmoving as if this was natural to them.
"Just what happened?" Bell inquired.
"Seems young master let himself be intoxicated." Dugg replied calmly, with his eyes clearly distracted by broken shards of glass.
"Is that possible?" she asked being clearly intrigued by the 'skill level' of Laurance.
Dugg, dumbfounded by the question, exclaimed, "Is that of any importance?"
"No..." mutters as she shies away.
[This child...] He thought while shaking his head in annoyance before disappearing into thin air like the others did. Bell on the other side was saddened being dejected by Dugg making the saddest face she was capable of.
"With skill" the silhouette hanging on the window shouts, answering the question which was asked by the saddened young lady. And who was it? The gentleman of gentlemen, the one and only Dugg. How could he leave such cute girl behind feeling all down?
"Now come, we have many things to take care of!" vanishing into thin air again.
"Yes sir!!" Bell proclaims being all cheered up. Dugg is so manly indeed.
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"[hehehehehe]"
"[such fresh air!]"
"Wow a flower! Nice!"
Laurance was having a while of his lifetime...
Only if he knew there were 6 pursuers on his back,...Well not like he will care, now, will he?
-Target spotted, 296º north-west from the s-point.
-Received! Implement protocol Boomerang.
-Affirmative! Deploying code 1,2 to right 3,4 to left. At call.
The group split into three parts right, center and left.
-Taken, as situation.
Both the sides of Palace were covered with thick forests, though both sides had high walls but there were also gates which were opened in spring. And it was currently spring, and coincidently that gate was exactly where Laurance was headed.
"Wheeww" he was enjoying it.
-Target at r-point joint
-Proceed.
rustle rustle
The group hid in the bushes near the gate leading to the forest, hoping to intercept Laurance midway.
"Oh! A beetle!" But to their misfortune Laurance spotted a beetle at one of the trees deep in forest thanks to his really sharp eyesight.
"Am gonna catch you!" he announces, and begins to sprint toward the forest at some abnormally high speeds; those which were humanly impossible.
-Target escaped!
-Tail!
Numerous silhouettes followed behind Laurance but were unable to catch up.
"Ohh!! what big beetle!" Laurance excited without any care of location, at least 60 feet off the ground he was...
Shuush!! quietly he whispers to himself positioning his hands to catch the beetle, "GOT YA!!" he shouts as he leaps towards the beetle.
squash
The beetle was no more...
"Huh?! where's the beetle?" The culprit asks himself to look at the bark which was strangely patched green on certain area.
"Eww! My hands!" noticing his hands that were of same color now, covered in some slimy gooey stuff. Disgusting some would say, but it was a beautiful color.
This situation was enough to distract his mind from his legs, which were holding onto the tree for him to hang from where he was, causing them to loosen.
Thud Thud
Down he falls, gliding through the air, occasionally colliding with branches on the way down.
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[wow, slow fall...] clearly overjoyed and unaffected by the branches.
For others it might as well as if life flashing before their eyes, but for Laurance? He perceived this fall as something similar to finishing blow in fighting games, in slow motion.
-Target descends!
-Close Retreat!
[Let's Go!! Eagle drop baby!!]
Laurance twisted his body into a cocoon, unfolding himself as his head points toward the ground with his leg leading the momentum.
A front flip; he extends his right leg with the momentum from the flip to land delivering a drop kick to the ground.
But maybe the momentum was unexpectedly more than when he practiced it at park...
BOOM!
Laurance's kick tore apart the earth into a big dust cloud, and the impact sent him flying.
-Team right off!
-Target location
-Marked!
-Mend, Main initiated.
-Cleared!
Those in radius of dust cloud was more than just lightly injured, thus retreated.
Now only Dugg and Bell were tracking Laurance.
"So much! Dirt!!" Bell complains about harsh circumstances her master was making her go through, she now needs to wash her clothes again.
"I will be moving ahead, follow along." Dugg commands Bell as he once again vanished.
[Bell: Not like we will be able to catch up to him...Oh god! Laurance you can be such a pain!...]
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An expansive office, bookshelves at all three sides of room expect the wall with door, crimson carpet covered the warm wooden floor.
In the middle of it all was a polished desk with numerous documents and stationery was placed, behind it was a big leather chair on which a large figure was seated.
knock knock
Elizabeth opened the wooden door just enough for her head to pass through.
"May we enter, father?" she asked in a firm tone.
The man who was writing something paused and cocked his brow over his spectacles toward this girl at his door.
Ignoring her, he continues his work.
Elizabeth witnessing this entered the room without hesitation with Emily following her from behind.
"Father, we came back with a positive reply." she states politely.
He let out quiet "Hmm" in response.
Hearing the expected "Then I will take my leave"
Elizabeth left the room leaving Emily behind.
Making sure Elizabeth left "Reporting, the deal wasn't well received by 'high subject', sir Dugg responded in subject's place." Emily stated.
"Dugg? Was it in favor?" He asked back while continuing what he was doing.
"It was passive response, sir"
He stopped writing listening to this response, he stared back at Emily as he took his spectacles off.
"And is this what I should expect?" in a stern tone.
Emily froze, "I..I apologiz-"
"Not that anything can be done, now." interjecting Emily.
"Sir, yes sir" She left the office after giving a salute.
He leaned back on his chair lost in thoughts.
[Is that how you will play it?]
He bent forward and dialed a number on the telephone.
ring ring ring click
"We will act passive." He said and hung up right after.
[You asked for it...]
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On the other side of telephone was a dark room, with a lighted candle on the bedside table as the only source of light.
"Heard it?" one of the men in the dark said.
"He won't move whatever move we make." another voice said.
"Only if we don't touch them in the process that is, hehe" another one quipped.
"Stay put" a feminine voice interrupted all the others "Get rid of it."
slash slash
"Done," another one voiced his conviction. "Though, how did he know dead guy's phone number, how did he know that we were assassinating this one tonight?" he remarked, puzzled.
"I would have been God if I knew." feminine voice replied, "We better stay alert." warning her teammates.
"Agreed!" all said in unison.
__ End of The Chapter __