The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 301 Gap
The residences of high-ranking officers are under surveillance no less stringent than those at the Guide Academy. The only person who could easily take personal belongings from Hossen's room without arousing suspicion was his assistant, Giss.

Few people know that Geese's true identity is that of a pawn planted by the Chris family next to Hossen.

Kaiser and Lan Yin were close friends, and he knew more or less about the inside story of this family.

That was a family that prioritized profit above all else, producing people who were shrewd and calculating, all of them politicians who could manipulate events at will. To achieve their goals, these people would sell anything, even their own beauty and bodies.

He couldn't believe that Lan Yin, who was always in the center, would be unaware of such a major event, especially since Giss had brought out Lin Nan's personal belongings.

Perhaps, this matter is very likely related to him...

Thinking of this, Caesar's eyes darkened. For the first time, he felt a strange sense of doubt and disappointment towards his friend.

When he woke up in the healing chamber and learned that Lin Nan had been forcibly recalled to the central government, he had a bad feeling.

If the goal of letting District Nine fall is to capture that double-S mutant, then Guai Bao, who caused their plan to fail by letting the mutant go, becomes their next target.

He hasn't even reached the S-rank level, yet his mental strength surpasses that of a double S-rank mutant. That's terrifying strength; the central government can't possibly let someone like that go.

"You still can't shake this rude habit." Lan Yin irritably brushed the hand off her collar, but didn't directly answer Caesar's question.

He was extremely concerned about his appearance, especially now that his guide was by his side, he was even less likely to allow himself to make any mistakes.

"Answer me! What exactly do you want her to do?!"

“We have compared the results, and Lin’s mental strength best meets the requirements for the Queen’s successor.” Faced with Caesar’s persistent questioning, President Edward spoke up for Lan Yin, “She will accept the Tower’s inheritance and prepare to become the next Queen.”

"Huh?" As if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, Caesar was furious. Although guides were scarce, those old guys in the tower had at least eight or ten high-level guides. Why did they have to target his precious baby?!
"Why does it have to be her? Did you ask her what she wanted?" He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his surging violence.

Born into a powerful family, Caesar was well aware of the dirty deals and oppressive power dynamics at certain levels. Those high-ranking old men never cared about the wishes of a mere guide; they only cared about value and how much benefit the little treasure could bring them in exchange.

Thinking of this, Caesar's eyes, which were almost burning with desire, darkened, and he released his hand from Lan Yin's collar.

He was so stupid! He should have realized that the moment that filthy jellyfish set its sights on the baby, this was the end result!

Kaiser looked at Lan Yin, then at Edward who was standing in front of her, and cursed: "You bastards! Your whole family are bastards!"

"The smart ones will just wait here!" Lan Yin said in a low voice, keeping the easily angered lion in place. His eyes never left the door of the Queen's bedchamber. "Do you think your shouting can change the current situation? Look carefully at who's making the decisions. Under heaven, no one can escape what He wants. If you have to blame someone, blame your Tahir family for being so useless, unable to even capture a double-S mutant..."

The Queen has lost such a large energy stone, and her spiritual power is exhausted, which will inevitably accelerate the process of passing on her power.

Once she chooses someone, no one can escape.

The best outcome now is to accept it.

However… Lan Yin’s originally pale white eyes began to deepen, as if the unfathomable dark chasm in his spiritual world was slowly spreading out thick, almost black ink.

"Heh, if Guaibao knew about what you did, would he still want you?" Caesar sarcastically said, "I was wondering why Guaibao would mark you for no reason in Zone Two. That black bear's mutation was also because of you, right? Don't think I don't know that your spiritual entity's abilities are just as mediocre as you!"

"..." The air around Lan Yin suddenly froze. He didn't speak again, but slowly raised his hand, grabbed Caesar's chin, and slammed it hard against the wall!
A muffled "bang" resounded, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Caught off guard, Caesar staggered half a step, using his back to withstand the attack. His neck slammed against the cold wall, sending another sharp pain through him.

His body, not yet fully recovered, soon began to bleed again. Warm liquid slid down the back of his head, staining the cold wall with dark red patches.

However, he showed no sign of weakness; on the contrary, he was completely enraged by the sudden attack.

"You son of a bitch—"

Despite the excruciating pain that felt like his skull was about to shatter, Caesar reached out to pry Lan Yin's wrist off, but Lan Yin's hand was like an iron clamp, firmly gripping his jaw and refusing to budge.

Those once pale eyes were now completely swallowed by thick black ink, devoid of any warmth, only surging with malevolence, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

"Shut your mouth if you still want to talk!" Lan Yin's voice was like it had been pulled from the bottom of a frozen pool, so cold it could shatter eardrums. "Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a soft cracking sound rang out in the corridor—the crisp sound of bones being squeezed under pressure.

Caesar was in so much pain that the veins on his forehead bulged, and cold sweat instantly soaked his hair.

In the corner, the two were engaged in a fierce struggle, making quite a commotion, but no one around them paid any attention to them.

Jealousy and rivalry among sentries is actually quite common in this cruel world, and Edward and his comrades, as seniors, are already used to it.

Their attention was entirely focused on the tightly closed doors of the Queen's bedroom. Some with keen hearing had already caught the subtle movements inside and subconsciously began to tidy their appearance.

"Out!"

Someone spoke, their voice trembling with barely concealed tension. The door, which had been tightly shut, finally opened slowly from the inside.

Inside, a wave of heat surged, mixed with a strange, faintly fragrant scent that wafted over. Under the scorching gazes of the crowd, a slender figure appeared in the halo of light behind the door, her skirt drooping gently, her figure so thin that it seemed a gust of wind could blow her over.

"My darling!" Upon smelling the familiar scent, Caesar was the first to rush over and scoop the child up in his arms. "How are you? That old witch didn't do anything to you, did she?"

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)