Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 87: Whale Song (56)

Dragon Raja 5

“Cassel Academy Executive Department, Paris Branch, Susie, identity verification passed. Beheader Susie, welcome, the safe house has been activated for you, and all facilities are open to you.” As Susie crossed the courtyard and stepped onto the wooden floor, the female voice simulated by the system said behind her.

Susie didn’t answer. She took the elevator to the upper floor, walked into her suite, locked the door, and went to the bathroom.

Pieces of clothing fell off her body and scattered all over the place.

Susie didn’t use the hot spring pool in the back garden. For a beheader, a hot spring bath was too comfortable and luxurious. She used the quickest shower, and the warm water flowed over her body. This was a body with clear lines and distinct muscles, and it was covered with scars.

All of these were injuries accumulated over the past year. The title of Beheader was certainly an honor, but the risks were far greater than those of an ordinary commissioner. She had faced all kinds of targets, violent, cunning, and perverted…

While there’s usually backup, there are always situations where a Beheader must face things alone. In those situations, no one will treat you as a girl. The target might, but they’ll only be more reckless because you’re a girl. One target even tried to assault her. In those moments, Susie could only rely on her Sword Control and her well-forged body.

So today she was stronger than Nuonuo, not because of her talent, but because she repeatedly tempers herself with danger, endures again and again, and breaks through her limits again and again.

Although it was dangerous this time, there were no bloody wounds. The only new injuries were abrasions and burns. Although the water temperature was precisely set by the system, Susie’s eyes still twitched slightly in pain when the water flowed over the burns.

That warehouse was a perfect incinerator, half underground, without any windows, and filled with mostly flammable materials that were kept dry for the safety of the collections. Once a fire started, it was impossible to control it.

The walls were made of steel plates, the doors were also made of alloy steel, and the ventilation ducts were so narrow that even Susie’s thin body could not pass through.

The word spirit “Sword Control” is extremely good for assassination, but it is not good at strength. She cannot destroy the door and wall, and it seems that she has only one way to go, which is death.

In the end, it was that boy who saved her.

Before leaving, the boy suddenly stopped and looked at Susie through the flames. Then he raised his hand so that Susie could see clearly what he was holding. It was a key.

He threw the key into the burning debris next to her, then turned and ran out of the warehouse, closing the door behind him.

Although it took a lot of effort, Susie finally found the key. The young man hadn’t lied to her, it was really the key to the warehouse. Before she suffocated, she finally opened the door of the warehouse.

Neither Nuonuo nor the boy had any intention of killing her, but in the short battle, both of them had brushed shoulders with death several times. Their respective stances determined everything: she was a member of the Secret Party, who claimed to be the guardians of the world, while Nuonuo was a ranger who only lived for the people she cared about.

“But this guy is a poor guy. He is so poor that there are few people he really cares about, and there are few things he really cares about.” Nono’s words suddenly rang in his ears again.

How many people in this world are truly rich? The vast majority are poor, caring only about a few people and things, and it’s easy to lose everything.

How many people had Susie ever cared about? Whose departure would bring her world crashing down? She bent her fingers one by one, silently counting in her mind.

She suddenly clenched her fists, stopped counting, turned off the water, and leaned her hands against the bathroom wall, breathing slightly.

She realized that her mind was in turmoil, as tangled as a ball of yarn that a kitten had scratched. But she had to calm down and not think too much. The beheaders’ minds couldn’t be in turmoil, as they danced with death, and if their minds were in turmoil, they would die.

She put on a bath towel, rubbed her hair with a large towel, and walked out of the shower room. She walked a few steps barefoot on the slightly cool wooden floor, and suddenly stopped. The floor was clean, and the clothes she left along the way were gone.

To be precise, it wasn’t gone, but rather packed up. The summer dress hung on a hanger under the eaves, its hem swaying slightly in the morning breeze. Beneath it lay a pair of neatly arranged sandals, next to them her tennis bag. Her underwear was neatly folded and placed next to the pillow at the head of the bed.

Susie closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again. A golden glow had already appeared in the depths of her pupils. Willow-like black throwing knives pierced the tennis bag, rising into the air and approaching like a swarm of remote-controlled drones. Susie casually grabbed one and held it in her hand, the others following closely behind her.

She walked slowly to the kitchen. There was a tinkling sound in the kitchen. It seemed that the intruder did not mind exposing his tracks. After he tidied Susie’s dress, he seemed to walk into the kitchen calmly to make breakfast.

This person was actually making breakfast, and it was a rather rich breakfast. The breakfast table was set up in the kitchen. On the table were two servings of toast, grilled mushrooms, cold cuts of beef and cooked vegetables. The person was concentrating on frying eggs.

“Raise your hands above your head! Turn around slowly!” Susie said in a deep voice.

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