Chapter 1264
And so, the Captain of The Dragon-Thorn Squad, Elyndor’s supreme military king, was standing in public for the first time by a backstage exit, holding a little strawberry cake, waiting for someone.
The sight was impossibly absurd.
But Jerrick didn’t care.
Right now, his heart was filled with an indescribable mix of anticipation and anxiety.
Even though he had always complained about his family nagging him, now that he was actually about to meet the biological sister who had been lost for years and only recently found, he felt a rare flutter of nervousness.
He was even mentally adjusting his facial expressions.
Don’t look too mean.
Don’t scare her.
And don’t sound like you’re interrogating a suspect.
His mother had repeatedly emphasized that his little sister was sweet, sensible, and had a soft personality. She had definitely suffered a lot living out there all these years.
Now, meeting her for the first time in a foreign country, at an international competition no less.
As her older brother, he had to comfort her first. He had to tell her not to be nervous, not to be afraid, that her family was here, and that her brother was here.
Jerrick rehearsed the script in his head over and over again.
Like, what should be the first thing he says when he sees her?
Should he say, “I’m your brother Jerrick,” or should he say, “Don’t be nervous p>
Or maybe he should just hand over the strawberry cake first?
As Jerrick pondered this, he pulled out his phone, figuring he’d check out the trending replay of the opening ceremony while he waited.
Especially the Captain of the Elyndor team.
He was genuinely curious about this Elyndor Captain-who also had the last name Lancaster, and who Ambassador Sterling had spoken of with clear approval… and even a hint of respect.
He really wanted to see if that girl was the same little girl he saw last night.
But just as he pulled out his phone, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a few suspicious figures slipping through a nearby corridor p>
He froze, his eyes narrowing sharply.
Near one of the corridors leading away from the exit, a few men, deliberately muffling their footsteps, were tailing a member wearing The Elyndor Delegation Uniforms, quickly turning into a secluded passage.
The men’s waists were bulging.
The distinct outline of firearms.
In what kind of scenario would someone carry a gun to stalk a competitor?
And an Elyndorian competitor at that p>
Jerrick’s gaze turned instantly glacial.
Without a second thought, he shoved his phone back into his
pocket gripped the strawberrycake, and took off after them wi
With
massive strides.
As an Elyndor soldier.
He absolutely would not allow any citizen of Elyndor to be harmed on his watch!
Inside the Equipment Room.
The lighting was dim, the room cluttered with various machines and boxes, and the silence was eerie.
As soon as the thugs entered, they spread out, blocking the exit and any means of escape.
One of them pulled out a silenced pistol, aimed it at the slender figure standing in the center of the room and sneered “Elyndor
representative, Serena Lancaster p>
“Someone doesn’t want you participating in tomorrow’s match. Blame yourself for messing with the wrong person p>
“Don’t worry, as long as you’re a good girl, we’ll only break one of your arms p>
The beefy leader scoffed, raising his gun to aim at the girl’s hand.
Before he could even finish his sentence.
The girl standing in front of him didn’t even turn her head.
And then p>
Bang!
A terrifyingly fierce spinning back kick swept out like lightning.
The man with the gun didn’t even have time to react before he was violently punted through the air his back smashed into the wall with a sickening thud, the gun flying from his grip as he blacked out on the spot!
The remaining thugs turned pale with shock and raised their weapons to fire.