God of Tricksters

Chapter 1255 Assassination

Chapter 1255 Assassination

After learning the situation from the God of Mischief, Theo came out of the barrier, meeting the Shadow King's surprised expression.

"It seems that you know something." The Shadow King narrowed her eyes, examining Theo's expression.

"Yes. And I need the Frost Saint to be present before explaining all this stuff."

The Shadow King was still hesitant to involve the Frost Saint, but looking at Theo's expression convinced her that this matter required the Frost Saint.

"Alright. Wait for me here. I'll inform the Frost Saint. However, with the current condition, I need several hours to reach his position."

"Alright. However, you need to come back as soon as possible. The sooner we fix this, the better."

"Understood." The Shadow King nodded and disappeared, using her fastest speed to go to the Frost Saint.

After sending the Shadow King away, Theo focused on his original self in Argelia.

There were so many refugees that needed medical care, so Theo had been standing by next to Aisha to help her.

"Are you alright, Aisha?"

"It's fine. I still have enough Magic Power to heal them. This is a precious experience for me." Aisha smiled while looking at the people who were lining up for her medical ability.

Of course, there were other healers as well. This was simply what happened when there were more than a million people to take care of.

"Ryo, how are you?"

"I'm good. Please be at ease; I won't let anything happen to her." Ryo smiled, assuring him. It might be due to her age or her bright behavior similar to his daughter, but it certainly made Ryo feel a sense of responsibility.

"Okay. I'll leave it to you then. I'll check the others." Theo nodded.

"Sure." Ryo nodded while Aisha waved her hands.

When leaving the medical tent, Theo was approached by a few people.

"Thank you… Thank you for saving us." An elderly man grabbed Theo's hands and lowered his head a few times. It was clear that Isaac and Clone Theo were a part of the Star Group, so they wanted to thank Theo, who was the leader of this group.

"If not for your group help, we wouldn't be able to return here."

"Thank you… Thank you!"

Theo waved his hand, telling them it was fine. They couldn't see his expression due to the mask, but it didn't matter.

Theo had saved their lives, so there was no need to ask a simple question like that.

Everywhere he went, there were people who thanked him.

Eventually, he needed fifteen minutes to reach Rea's tent, which managed the logistics.

"Oh? To think that you made such an arrangement." Rea smirked, teasing Theo. She remembered when Theo said he had some arrangement for Felix and the others. She didn't expect Theo to do all this behind her back.

"You learned something?" Theo shrugged.

"Indeed. It'll be beneficial for me." She nodded without hesitation. "Is this the reason you brought Coline instead of Felix? You can have Coline cook for them?"

"A normal chef won't be able to serve a thousand serving a day alone. However, we're talking about a Mythical Rank Chef here. Coline can cook something big that can be used for a thousand people at once."

"That's true. And her cooking ability is simply too good."

"Anyway, has he come?"

Rea knew who he was talking about. Her expression became serious. "Yes. He expressed his gratitude to us and apologized for his previous behavior. He's thankful that most of the people who survive are still alive.

"And it seems there will be a press conference about this situation. It's going to be troublesome to deal with them."

Theo had expected this, so he asked, "Can you attend it for me?"

"Are you sure about this? You should know that I'm an outsider, right? Giving me this right means…"

"Do you want me to say it?" Theo sighed. "I'll trust you this time."

Rea smiled, feeling moved. Having this chance meant Theo had agreed to give her the role of his assistant. So, he wanted her to prove her worth.

At the same time, he also gave a chance for the relationship between Theo and the Sword Saint to develop.

That was why she couldn't afford to mess up.

"By the way, who will be the representatives? They need three people from us."

Theo thought for a moment and said, "You, Isaac, and Madam Stella."

"You love to say 'Madam,' don't you?"

"Habit." Theo shrugged, telling her that it was the culture of Thersland.

"Anyway, I'll handle it to perfection."

"Hopefully." Theo let out a long sigh as if he didn't have any trust in her.

"Please believe me." Rea pouted, annoyed by the lack of confidence. However, she misunderstood his sigh.

As someone who had learned how to manipulate human thought and emotion, he knew what would likely happen there. He just pushed all these problems to Rea.

"Okay, I'll leave everything to you." Theo nodded. "When will it be held?"

"Two days later. We need to stabilize the situation first."

"Got it. I'll check the others then." Theo waved his hand as he walked away.

Suddenly, a man took a peek at the tent. The man seemed to be a Supreme Rank Expert.

When he reached this tent, he was confused for a second and looked around. Because he didn't know anything, he asked Theo who was about to leave. "Excuse me. Is this the place where I can get healed?"

"No. The tent is on the right. Just walk for two minutes, and you'll find it." Theo shook his head, replying.

"Ah, I see. Sorry for disturbing you then." The man placed his hand on the back of his head while bowing a few times with an embarrassed expression.

"It's fine." Theo waved his hand.

"Also, thank you so much for helping us earlier. I heard that it's your group that did most of the work." The man smiled and extended his hand, wanting to shake Theo's hands like anyone else.

Theo nodded and extended his hand.

But when they were about to shake hands, a knife came out of his long sleeve as the man plunged his dagger at Theo's heart.

*Zab!*

Rea widened her eyes not because of the surprise but because she saw the dagger piercing through Theo's back.

Theo widened his eyes and lowered his vision, looking at the dagger that struck his heart before spatting a mouthful of blood.

*Cough!*