67 Enemy at the door, attack! (1/2)

Leon's hand paused when it was about to reach for the door as many threatening presence was suddenly sensed drawing closer from the outside.

His expression turned grim as he realised it was probably too late.

The party on the other side of the door had no intention of masking their arriving presence. Their arrival was very high profile as their killing intent billowed out indiscriminately.

Those who felt it shivered in fear and the sound of windows shutting could be heard. The people living in the area did not want to be implicated by whatever was happening outside their homes.

”Why did you stop?” Helen was oblivious to the danger and asked with confusion. Weren't you rushing us to leave?

”Sorry, Mom. It looks like it's too late.” Leon apologised for getting them caught up in his mess.

He blew out the candle lights and shifted towards the front windows and took a careful peak outside.

'3...7...15...24...27! What... the... fuck!' Leon couldn't help but curse when he counted the numbers of people outside.

He had a hunch they would send more people after him, but why is there so many!? Did the Greys deployed their entire household after him!? Why?? Didn't he just kill one steward? It's not like he murdered their ancestors or something, right!??

Leon was agitated by how strongly the Greys had reacted to the death of one steward. His chest heaved up and down as his face became very ugly and regret started to seep in.

Why didn't he listen to Amelia and meet with his birth mother? He could have been able to avoid the steward's assault and the Greys would come for him.

He was the prince and the resources of the Royal family would be at his disposal. His birth mother wouldn't hesitate to lock him in the palace and nurture him with their resources.

Although he would be able to grow safely in the confinements of the palace, it was not what he wanted.

A person who is raised in a greenhouse would never truly be strong. One may possess powerful strength, but if they were weak in mind then their heart would also be weak and they may not be able to fully utilise that strength to its full capability.

A truly strong person can only be forged through a tempering of life and death experiences. There was no short cut to it, otherwise that person would be stepping on the face of all who have achieved it with great efforts and determination.

Leon knew his own weakness and the tempering was what he needed to forge his iron will.

Determination flickered in Leon's eyes as he looked at his parents.

”Mom, Dad, no matter what happens... do not go outside.” He plans to face his enemies alone. His parents would not be able to help.

”Not possible. We should face the problem to-”

Helen wanted to refute his decision but Brian placed a hand on her shoulder and shook his head. Just when they thought their lives were turning for the better, disaster strikes.

”We understand. We won't go out no matter what.”

”Thank you, dad.”

Brian understood that they weren't strong enough to help Leon and would only get in his way. However there was resolution in their eyes. If something happened to Leon, they would not want to live either and accompany him on his journey to the netherworld.

Leon exhaled a sigh of relief. His foster parents was one of his greatest worries and the biggest reason he chose not to meet his birth mother.

He heard that the queen was a cold and ruthless ruler. He was afraid that his queen mother would be narrow-minded and think that his foster parents had taken him away from her and kill them.

She was the one who was suppose to enjoy raising him and watching him grow, but it had falling into someone else's hands. Leon was afraid his queen mother would had such dangerous thought and jealousy.

However, Leon had already made his decision as he walked out the door. If he survived this ordeal, he would let go of his apprehensions and meet his birth mother. To protect his loved ones, he must use all the resource at his disposal. He would try to convince his birth mother if she does things contrary to his wishes.

...

”Is this the house of that bastard?” Albert Grey stood 100 paces away as he looking at the humble abode in front of him with disdain. If it weren't for Leon's secrets, he'd deign to step foot into the lower district.

”According to our information, this should be the address.” As one of the servants reported.

”Father, would he still dare to be at home after killing one of our own? I can see that there is no light coming from the inside.” Edric commented.

Albert frowned as his son's comment. ”You're right. We should check. Bring his parents to me if they are inside. If there is no one, I want that thing razed to the ground.”

”Yes, my lord!”

Albert would not step foot in such a lowly abode himself. He believes he would be tainted by the filth of the commoners, but actually there is no problems with hygiene inside.

The servants were all armed with iron swords and strapped with holstered revolvers.

The one in the lead raised his hand and halted the group just as they advanced a few steps.

”Someone is coming out.”

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