NOVPUBChapter 1509: 677 Dragged into Hell_1 Chapter 1509: 677 Dragged into Hell_1 Out of sudden, Deonte Basil was startled awake.
Shaking his somewhat dizzy head, he felt utterly helpless.
Today was the coronation of the new King, and all his colleagues were at the Church of the Holy Ruins to witness this momentous event firsthand.
It should have been a thrilling experience.
Only him, he was left to guard a prisoner at the hospital, a prisoner who was a terminal patient at the end of his life, lying on a hospital bed receiving treatment every day.
Deonte Basil was bored to the brink of insanity.
Why is he the only one who is so unfortunate to be stuck with this task.
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He took a glance through the glass window of the door to the patient’s room.
A blanket was covering the patient’s head; the person was probably still sleeping.
The patient rarely stayed awake for long throughout the day, so it might be better for him to sleep when he could, considering that being awake was only suffering.
At this moment, a nurse came over with a tray, carrying the medicine that the patient needed to take and a cup of warm water.
She was a sweet-looking young girl who shyly greeted him with a smile.
Deonte Basil looked at the yellow daisy hair clip on the nurse’s head, and said with a smile, “You look lovely today.”
Blushing, the young girl cast Deonte Basil a shy glance and pushed open the door to the hospital room, stepping inside.
Soon, a scream rang out from the patient’s room.
Deonte Basil rushed in immediately.
Upon rolling back the blanket on the hospital bed, he only saw two pillows in place of a person.
The patient had vanished without a trace.
Deonte Basil’s face darkened.
He hurriedly entered the bathroom, but there was no one there either.
All windows were sealed shut to prevent patients from committing suicide.
When Deonte Basil thought about how he inexplicably fell asleep earlier, his face was grave as he simultaneously contacted Caspian Basil and notified hospital security to review the surveillance footage, to see if the person escaped on their own or was rescued.
Deonte Basil had received special training.
He didn’t think it was ordinary for a terminal patient to suddenly disappear.
Today was the day of the King’s coronation.
No one and nothing was allowed to go wrong on this day, be it good or bad.
News quickly arrived from hospital security that two hours ago, the patient left the hospital alone, and after leaving the hospital, he got into a sedan car.
From there on, it wasn’t the hospital’s jurisdiction to investigate.
The hospital sent Deonte Basil the photo of the sedan car that was taken.
Deonte Basil uploaded the photo into the internal system, but there was no match.
Deonte Basil immediately realized that the situation had become complicated.
“What happened to the patient?” The nurse asked with a worried look.
Deonte Basil looked at the nurse coldly: “The cup of coffee you gave me last night, did you add something to it?”
The nurse was startled by his sudden change of expression.
She shook her head in confusion: “It was just coffee that I brewed myself.
I know you like your coffee sweetened, so I added some sugar.
I didn’t add anything else.”
Deonte Basil knew she wouldn’t give him any useful information.
He quickly left the hospital and drove towards the Holy Temple.
On the way, Caspian Basil sent him a message: “Target identified, she is now in the Church of the Holy Ruins.
I have already notified the boss, you had better pray she doesn’t cause trouble.
Otherwise, no one can save her or you.”
Deonte Basil was full of cold sweat: “I suspect this is a conspiracy, someone is pulling the strings.”
“Do you think discussing this still makes any difference?
She is a dying lunatic, what won’t she do?”
Suddenly, he heard a curse from Caspian Basil from the handset.
Deonte Basil heart skipped a beat, realizing that a serious trouble has arisen.
“She did break into the Church of the Holy Ruins.
She has a bomb strapped to her body.
She’s gone crazy…
no, it’s not a bomb, it’s a gas grenade!.”
The call suddenly ended.
Deonte Basil was driving blankly, his mind was a total blank.
The insider who conspired with Alora Hart to do this no longer mattered at this point.
The only thing on Deonte Basil’s mind was one thought.
He’d ruined everything.
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“Congratulations to the Saintess, congratulations to the King.” A sharp female voice suddenly rang out.
Besides the Jimenez delegation, the rest of the people were utterly confused.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman dressed in a red cloak, her face hidden under a hood, coming out of the group of noble ladies of Percival.
She had concealed herself deep among the crowd, so nobody noticed her.
Even stranger, what language was she speaking in? 𝓷ℴ𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝒸𝓸𝓶
Those who understood multiple languages got it — it was Jimenez’s language.
Why would someone from Percival’s clan group come out, and what was she planning to do at such a solemn occasion?
The Jimenez delegation froze the moment they heard the voice.
