Chapter 433: Trying to Assassinate Her?

The boldness collapsed.

Jana’s eyes flew open. Her lips parted in horror.

What have I done?

What have I done?!

The realization hit her like a slap. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched the arrow hurtle toward its target.

Nnenna, completely unaware of the danger, stood perfectly still. She was too focused, too immersed in refining her technique. She didn’t even feel the shift in the air as the arrow sliced through it.

She didn’t see the horror widening in Arthur’s eyes from behind.

She didn’t hear the gasps erupting across the practice ground.

She was seconds, no, heartbeats, away from being struck.

Just as Nnenna steadied her arm for another shot, a blaring siren exploded in her head.

DING! DING! DING!

“Incoming danger! Incoming danger!

Do you consent to spending 2000 Good Points to protect your life?”

Her heart slammed into her ribs. The sudden alarm nearly made her drop her bow.

What?!

But the tone of the message, the urgency in the system’s voice, she wasn’t joking.

Whatever was coming… was deadly.

She didn’t hesitate another second.

“I consent!” she shouted in her mind, the words escaping almost as a reflex. Her body snapped into alert mode, the kind of instinct she never knew she had suddenly taking over.

As soon as she gave her consent, a strange energy wrapped around her, soft but firm, like invisible arms preparing to move her.

She gulped, trying to stay calm.

Her thoughts raced:

thousand Good Points? That’s… that’s

much to protect her, then she had no

or someone, was trying to

her, but she stood perfectly

acting… I’ll be

Time seemed to slow.

to spot the danger that was urgent enough to cost

her eyes

west side of the field, an arrow was

for

It didn’t seem to

limbs tensed, but her body didn’t

just about

Snap!

shot out and snatched the arrow from mid air, barely a meter away from her face. In the next breath, the arrow

fell rapidly, her mind replaying how close she had

the one who had

Arthur.

a cold and aloof prince, but as a shield. His face was dark, stormy, and the broken pieces of the arrow were clenched tightly in his fist,

a

his face wasn’t just

It was rage.

Deadly, quiet rage.

just stupid.

been completely

every movement drawing his attention deeper. Her grace, the fluid way she moved, the elegance

steadier, sharper.

She was utterly captivating.

indulge in watching people, but something about her made it easy to

had just decided to bend closer and offer a quiet compliment, something along the lines

Whizz…

whistle. Faint, fast, and

was still hazy, caught in her rhythm. But then, his

The sound was wrong.

Dead wrong.

Nnenna’s face,

Her expression had changed.

was no longer calm or

were wide.

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