Outside the Palace of Versailles.
The cold wind blew over like knives cutting against his face as soon as Wu Jin stepped out into the snow. In the distance, the Trianon Palace was a half hidden, gray, and indistinct outline.
Three days into the competition, Wu Jin’s eyesight had improved slightly, but it still couldn’t be compared with that of normal players. He squinted and tried to avoid looking directly at the snow to prevent snow blindness. The Red and White Roses’ footprints had been covered up by the snow storm, and there were only two tracks of shallow marks left. There was also a set of size 43 footprints in the distance, and if things were as he’d expected, they should belong to Thin Fire, who was moving to meet up with Ning Fengbei.
Wu Jin had good reason to speculate that, similar to Ning Fengbei, Thin Fire had invited the big boss to be his partner and was then forced to dance the female part of the dance. Finally, the big boss had walked off the dance floor, tearing up the alliance to become a lone ranger...
Wu Jin suddenly narrowed his eyes further.
There was a line of tracks in the distance.
It didn’t seem like footprints, but it did appear to be hoof prints from a certain type of animal––
A few more pieces of paper drifted over.
It was still the burning pieces of paper from the leaflets. Wu Jin was barely able to make out a few words in the snow, “The King turned against the aristocracy, and the Third Estate and Paris are seeking help from the righteous...”
“She is a demon from Austria. She leaked French military secrets to the Austrian army and should be punished for it. Seeking a righteous man... assassination... assassinate Marie Antoinette.”
Queen Marie?
Wu Jin was stunned for a moment. There wasn’t even a single ghost in the whole of the Palace of Versailles. How would they assassinate her? Where was the Queen?
The light reflecting off the snow dimmed. After walking on for another five or six minutes, the smell of burning came again, along with the next batch of leaflets, “The Queen is at the Little Trianon Palace... wearing that infamous necklace... once the assassination is successful, there will be a celebration in the marble courtyard...”
The disinformation and rumors in the leaflets were getting worse. It wasn’t so much guiding public opinion as releasing an assassination mission.
Wu Jin’s expression grew heavy. No matter where Queen Marie was, he had to tell Vera about it as soon as possible.
At this time, the shadow of the Little Trianon Palace could be seen. The path he’d taken meandered a little, but in the distance, it could be seen that someone had taken a shortcut. There were incomplete flyers floating throughout the blizzard, and the other side was likely to be a trainee who’d accepted a task––
However, it would take at least 20 minutes to get to the Little Trianon palace at this speed.
The Red and White Roses’ footprints in the snow had already disappeared. Vera and Ning Fengbei had long since arrived at the Little Trianon Palace, and they naturally wouldn’t know about the changes that had taken place in the fliers.
The hoof prints from the animal hadn’t yet been covered up by the wind and snow. Starting from the right, these hoof prints led all the way to the Little Trianon Palace and back to the Palace of Versailles.
The big boss.
There was only the big boss who hadn’t taken any heating equipment and had come back with a body full of wind and snow to appear in the Palace of Versailles. That was to say, the big boss had arrived back at the Palace of Versailles from this location within ten minutes, and it was impossible for him to achieve this with his own two feet––
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Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
