I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 139 Arrogance and Assassination
“…I don’t understand what you mean, Major General Leon.”

Damon frowned as he looked at Leon in front of him, his mind filled with suspicion.

murderous look?
Where did that murderous aura come from?
Although he didn't understand music, he could tell from the rhythm of the piece John was playing that it must be a very cheerful piece.

How did it come to Leon's mouth as being full of murderous intent towards the Morning Star Clan?

Is Major General Leon trying to fool me?
"I see you really don't understand anything at all."

Leon chuckled and shook his head, then, listening intently to the stirring piano music, he couldn't help but close his eyes in rapture, listening carefully, but his explanation didn't stop:
"Didn't you realize, Your Excellency Damon, that John Maslow played this piece on the morin khuur? And you, Major General Damon, should be quite familiar with the morin khuur."

"In your history and culture, the morin khuur does indeed represent the centaur's yearning for freedom, but you also have to consider the audience you are playing it for."

"The lyre, which symbolizes the freedom of the centaurs, is now firmly in the hands of John Maslow, who is your enemy. Doesn't that mean that he intends to stifle your freedom?"

"!"

Upon hearing this, Damon was startled and was about to say something when the melodious tune suddenly changed.

"Tap, tap!"

"!"

Listening to the song that suddenly changed in the air, and the clattering sound of horses' hooves on the ground, played through a special technique.

The look of ecstasy on Leon's face froze for a moment, then was replaced by seriousness.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the figure shrouded in night in the distance.

If the previous pieces depicted a magnificent scene of galloping horses, then John's current style emphasizes the charging of warhorses.

Although the other person's playing now seemed somewhat disjointed compared to the previous smoothness, it was like that of a novice bard.

But Leon knew that this was definitely John Maslow's doing on purpose!
After all, how could a genius who could create such classic music in such a short time not be skilled?

Therefore, without a doubt, the real purpose of the noise deliberately created by the other side is to simulate the situation in a battle!

Simulate the silent clash between the Black Feather Force and the five Imperial commanders that is currently unfolding within Horseshoe City!

And this is also the mockery and warning that the other party is sending to me:

Leon Lee, everyone fears your decapitation tactics, but I, John Maslow, am absolutely confident that I can defeat all the assassins you sent!

And you and your army will be utterly destroyed under the iron heel of the empire!
There is no other possible ending!

How domineering and arrogant!

Knowing full well that there would be assassination attempts, and knowing that if the five commanders under his command were successfully assassinated, the Empire would be doomed in this battle.

Instead of showing fear and running away, you allowed the assassination attempt to come and planned to use your subordinates to fight against me?
Moreover, unlike Roxie's chivalrous beliefs, is the reason you took this action simply because you have absolute confidence in your own schemes and trust in the strength of your subordinates?

John Maslow, you bastard.

He is indeed an opponent I must go all out against!

Unfortunately, the strength of my Black Feather troops far exceeds your expectations.

No matter how much you struggle, it's all in vain.

"Because this confrontation is destined to end in my victory!"

Having grasped the 'arrogance' in John's heart, Leon couldn't help but clench his fists, his heart filled with confidence.

……

"Damn, I haven't practiced in ages, how come I'm even making random noises? Will Leon start to doubt me because of this?"

Standing before the grove of blue vines, Major John, who had made a mistake in his performance, couldn't help but feel a sudden jolt in his heart.

However, on the surface, he continued playing the violin without showing any emotion, while secretly using his magic eye to observe Leon's expression in the distance.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the enemy had not ordered their army to attack him.

But he couldn't help but start making plans in his mind.

After careful calculation, the time should be about right. He had arranged for the Black Hawk team members to change into the uniforms of the five regimental commanders and set up an ambush in the room with 63 members led by Siegfried.

If the Black Feather assassination squad operates as he predicted, then the assassination will be a foregone conclusion.

After all, in the 1st Battalion he led, apart from Siegfried, 63 members of the ground support force, including Leia, were all top assassins from the original unit.

Each of them is capable of serving as an instructor in the Assassination Department of the Magic Academy.

Furthermore, and most importantly, to ensure the secrecy of their identities, the news that they had joined the 1st Camp ground support force was concealed by Jet under the pretext of carrying out an investigation mission when they set off, and even Dormammu was unaware of this.

Even their own high command was unaware of it, so no matter how skilled the Allied agents were, they couldn't possibly find out the relevant information.

Therefore, the outcome of this assassination attempt was already predetermined!
If the probability of the Empty City Stratagem succeeding was originally 60%, then this victory in the intelligence war regarding personnel...

At this point, John believed the probability had reached approximately 90%.

For that final 10%, he only needed to quietly wait for news of the Black Feather unit's failed assassination attempt to reach Leon's ears.

Then he could notify Samuel's men, who were deployed near the ambush zone, to launch an operation, striking the Independent 4th Division while successfully luring them to the final ambush location.

This led to the complete annihilation of the Independent 4th Division.

Now, he only needs to do one thing.

That is.

"wait!"

John and Leon, facing each other across the distance, uttered the word almost in unison.

At this moment, large patches of dark clouds gathered in the sky, as if a storm was about to break, and the night air began to become damp and cold.

"call!"

……

coming soon.

In the eastern part of Horseshoe City, on a pavilion outside the 1st Division's high command post, Siegfried, holding a maroon greatbow, slowly opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them as he gazed at the magical glow that constantly shone in the distance due to the battle.

Listening to the reports from the ground support forces—actually elite assassins of the Black Hawk Special Forces—coming from his communication device, he slowly tightened his grip on the longbow, waiting for time to pass.

In fact, he never imagined that one day he would go from being a frontal combatant to an assassin who carried out assassinations and ambushes.

But Siegfried did not object to it.

Because he knew that whether walking in the sunlight or hiding in the darkness, it didn't matter.

Everything he did was aimed at getting closer to the same goal.

And that goal is:
"Overthrow the oppression of the common people by the nobles!"

Siegfried was unsure how many people would hate him for the killings he had caused and condemn him as a cruel demon.

But he knew that only in this way could he have the confidence to achieve the great goal that he, as a Maslowist fighter, craved.

With the assistance of more like-minded comrades, and under the leadership of the exceptionally intelligent Major John.

That dream, recorded by Lieutenant Leia, spread throughout the 1st Battalion during the voyage, a great yet simple dream that shocked and amazed everyone.

Only then can it truly be achieved!

"If someone must step into darkness for the light to arrive, then I will bear that sin!"

Where light shines, shadows always appear.

And I, Siegfried Fafner, will become Lord John's shadow, ensuring that all those who try to obstruct the spread of this light receive their due death!
A determined glint flashed in Siegfried's eyes. As the members reported that they had arrived at their assigned numbers, he skillfully activated the communication device on his ear and then slowly spoke:

"Ground support force member number 44, Siegfried Fafner, is in position at ambush point 4!"

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(End of this chapter)