freenovelworld Chapter 357: Lucia's Female Soldier Campaign 4 (Viona's Complacency)
Chapter 357: Lucia's Female Soldier Campaign 4 (Viona's Complacency)
Despite her own injuries, her female soldiers continued to fight and conquer the city. After recovering, Viona felt an irrepressible sense of pride and excitement. She seemed to have forgotten the thrill and crisis she had just experienced. She led the female soldiers and began to take over the city with high spirits. Everything seemed so smooth.
After successfully taking over the city, Viona's confidence swelled. Without hesitation, she selected four or five men from the logistics unit and prepared to travel to the neighboring noble castle to transport the noble rebels' supplies. However, she didn't realize that her complacency had led her into a huge trap.
As Viona stepped into the hall of the castle's back garden, a gentle breeze blew past. Her body stiffened, her eyes staring forward as if they were about to pop out of her head. Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out. Only purple blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth.
It turned out that a dagger had penetrated her throat like lightning, piercing her throat instantly. Before Viona could even let out a scream, she was killed by this sudden attack.
Standing before her was an old man in his nineties, his face as cold as ice as he looked at Viona expressionlessly. He clutched the deadly dagger in his hand, the blade gleaming with cold light, stained with Viona's blood. The bright red color was particularly glaring against the cold blade.
Viona's eyes widened, their once bright pupils now completely out of focus, as if her soul had been ripped out, leaving only an empty shell. Her wide-open eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if she had seen the end of her own life. It was an unspeakable pain and helplessness.
Suddenly, a gurgling sound came from Viona's throat, as if something was blocking it. Then, the sound was like a heavy sigh, as if her life was also passing away at this moment.
With this sigh, Viona's body seemed to have lost its support and fell straight down. Her legs twitched involuntarily twice, as if trying to break free from the shackles of death, but in the end they fell to the ground powerlessly.
In an instant, a warm liquid gushed out from between Viona's legs, staining the ground beneath her yellow. The liquid looked particularly golden and dazzling under the sunlight, emitting a strong fishy smell.
Viona's long legs were once her pride and a symbol of her beauty and confidence. However, at this moment, these beautiful legs seemed to have lost their life, kicking weakly twice, as if making a final desperate struggle.
Each kick seemed so unwilling, so helpless, as if she was still trying to break free from some kind of restraint, but in the end, it was all in vain. With one last faint tremor, Viona's body finally came to a complete stillness, without a trace of movement.
The male soldiers from the logistics unit behind Viona witnessed this scene, their hearts filled with fear and despair. Their faces were as pale as paper, their legs were weak, and even standing became difficult.
The moment Viona fell, their spirits completely collapsed. They knelt down and begged for mercy, shouting, "Mercy! Mercy!" Their voices were full of fear and pleading, hoping to escape.
However, the mysterious old man remained indifferent to their pleas for mercy. He walked around the soldiers with an expressionless face, the sharp blade in his hand flashing with a cold light.
With a swish and a flash of cold light, the first soldier's throat was easily cut open, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Then, with another swish, the second soldier was also killed.
Just like that, one after another, the five male soldiers were instantly killed by the old man with a single slash of his throat, without even being able to scream. Their bodies fell limply to the ground, their blood staining the surrounding ground red.
At this point, Viona's journey to take over the castle ended with her death, and the bloody massacre also came to an end.