A War Hero With No Regrets

16 – The Masked Prince (2)

Werner Grime’s basic strategy was this.

Killing as many enemies as possible with minimal fuss.

It was already possible to prevent a terrorist attack at the banquet hall in advance, but this could have been accompanied by unexpected risks.

It is not yet clear how many more people are left or who the advance team infiltrating the banquet hall is.

In the meantime, spreading news of terrorism?

If terrorists who believe they have made a mistake suddenly attempt suicide bombings, it will not be easy for even Werner to stop them.

Therefore, Werner decided to use the strategy of attacking each player individually.

There are two things that could be inferred from the conversation between Diane and her group.

Commander Randal of the Eastern Army vaguely said that he would kill them by direct sniping rather than eliminate them with a bomb or something.

And there is a separate demolition team to detonate the bombs that were set up in advance for a quick eviction immediately after the assassination.

The one that had to be eliminated in advance was the blast tank.

There’s probably a demolition team in the employee break room they were talking about.

What if there isn’t one? All they had to do, like they did with Diane, was to kill them all, leaving behind only the weakest ones.

Thinking like that made me feel at ease.

Even if it’s just empty words, I don’t enjoy killing people.

At one time, I felt nauseous just by seeing blood.

Werner was aloof from his own death, but was more sensitive to the death of others than anyone else.

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However, if the enemy is a threat to your precious people, there is no hesitation.

The former commander of the Graveyard Fortress, the head of the inspection office who came down from the high command, the commander of the next unit’s regiment who went on a rampage without even knowing the subject, and the classmate at the military school who plotted a conspiracy out of jealousy even though he was at war.

I soaked everything in it.

Moreover, there was no sense of guilt for the terrorists whom they had never even met.

For Werner, it was literal mercy shown to Diane.

Kkiik.

When I opened the door to the employee lounge and entered, I saw the employees tied up in the corner and the terrorists occupying the entire room.

“Oh, f*ck, I’m surprised. I almost shot you, Dafrin. “Just pretend to be popular and come.”

He was a terrorist who had received weapons from the armory a little while ago.

It appears that he came to the break room as a soldier, threatened the employees, and tied them up.

He appeared to have taken the clothes and distributed them to his colleagues.

Even though everyone wore neat waiter and waitress attire, they could not help the harsh atmosphere that was coming out.

I was wondering if anyone would come to rescue me, but the employees, who were tied down by the fact that they were in the same group, looked despairing.

Some waitresses even shed tears.

However, Werner calmly took note of the number, location, and special details of the hostages.

In this situation, the safety of the hostages was of course a factor that had to be taken into consideration.

“What are the preparations for the blast tank?”

Werner opened his mouth.

“That’s it, it’s installed on the 2nd and 3rd floors. Just press this button right before you exit and boom!”

The guy laughed, shaking the trigger in his hand.

Heavy weapons such as assault rifles are quite bulky and heavy.

The people currently planted in the banquet hall are probably only armed with pistols.

While those waiting here in advance rush out and make a fuss, other comrades disguised as employees of the banquet hall put a bullet into the target’s head from close range.

It was a deception that could be done because the opponent was human.

There is no way that kind of blackmail would work on the Titans.

“Were you all the demolition team?”

“Of course. Wouldn’t it be possible to blow up the entire building and kill everyone?”

“Then that’s it.”

“What happens?”

The terrorist’s question soon became his will.

In an instant, I stabbed him in the back of the neck with the knife I had drawn.

Blood was dripping down, and Werner retrieved the percussion gun he was holding in his hand and put it in his arms.

“W-What!?!”

People jumped up from their seats, embarrassed by the sight of their colleague being slaughtered in an instant.

Kkii Iik.

The door to the employee lounge closed with a creepy sound.

Thump, thud, thud.

After a few screams, there was only heavy silence in the employee lounge.

There were no gunshots.

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As it was a headquarters building, basic living facilities were provided.

Werner washed his body, which was covered in the smell of his blood, and put on the kit he had brought earlier.

The employee lounge in question had all the corpses placed in the warehouse and a sign indicating that it was being cleaned was placed, temporarily blocking access to other people.

Of course, the hostages were not rescued.

Werner’s goal was to kill terrorists, not rescue hostages.

I just threw a dagger at you, so you should be able to escape on your own within a few hours.

I felt sorry for the hostages, but there was nothing I could do about it.

It’s just laughable to explain the situation one by one as time is racing for every second.

After changing his clothes and putting on his mask for the last time, no one could recognize him as the man who had been involved in the slaughter just moments before.

Of course, as soon as he entered the ballroom, Werner was immediately surrounded by a large crowd of people.

First of all, it is basically physical.

No matter how many people from all over the country gathered together, the main focus of the banquet was the officers of the Eastern Military District.

And the officer corps of the Eastern Military District was famous for being full of senior military officers compared to other military districts.

In the first place, there were only two front-line fortresses facing the front lines with the Titans, and there was only one division or regiment each supporting those fortresses.

As the average number of frontline forts in other military districts was six to eight, the number was clearly small.

As a result, most of the units in the Eastern Military District remain in the rear support units.

Naturally, the average skills of officers were also lower than those of other military districts.

Including the body you were born with.

“… “Ho, do you have a partner?”

“Looking at your mask, you’re a captain. What time do you have after the dance today?”

“Mr. Where did that spirit go?! Hey, do you have a partner? That one looks pretty good, but the guy who made the appointment cheated….”

Naturally, women’s attention was focused on Werner.

Just because you’re wearing a mask doesn’t mean you’re hiding the atmosphere you’re giving off.

In fact, he looked more attractive because he was wearing a mask.

Because people inherently have a strong tendency to rely on visual information.

But Werner completely blocked access to such women.

There is only one person he is looking at.

It was Leah Gilliard, who, like herself, was surrounded by people of the opposite s*x.

A red dress that goes very well with the red cat mask.

It was the costume worn during the final dissolution ceremony.

And… It was also the outfit she wore at her engagement ceremony with Luthus.

He knew how much Leah cared about those clothes.

She was Leah, who wore that outfit whenever she was in a bad or good mood.

On a day like today, it was not difficult to infer that she would be wearing that dress.

“Hey… if….”

“I’m sorry. “I have a partner I promised today.”

Werner bitterly bit back the female soldiers who showed signs of affection towards him.

It was then.

Leah Gilead approached her.

“… !”

Werner’s body became stiff.

The smell of her perfume was wafting from Leah.

It was the very perfume she wore on her last day at the Grave Yard.

Just smelling her makes me feel dizzy.

“Hey….”

Werner and Leah’s eyes met.

Amber eyes sparkle as if you are being sucked in beyond the mask.

He looked at Leah as if fascinated, then quickly turned her head and disappeared.

I heard a voice calling from behind, but the further away I had to go.

Because I felt like I was going to hug him without even realizing it.

Immediately after leaving the Graveyard, the frequency of their dreams decreased significantly, but their hearts also weakened accordingly.

I didn’t know that I might not be able to control my desires in this distance where I felt like I could be caught by her hand.

Werner quickly widened the distance and took a seat in the corner of the banquet hall.

I quenched my parched throat with wine that I received from a waiter who was passing by.

So, those who were sticking around no longer came close to Werner.

Only the female soldier who was rejected before her eyes filled all ten of her fingers.

What woman would have the courage to take another challenge at the man who seemed to be sipping wine in the corner, as if everything was bothersome?

Werner thought it went well.

I checked my watch and saw that there were only 10 minutes left until the time of the rebellion they were talking about.

Because it was in a corner, it was easy to check the surroundings.

And finally, a gunshot shook the leisurely banquet hall.

Taaang!!

The waiter who was carrying the cart pulled out a pistol hidden inside and fired into the air.

“If you don’t want to be left behind, get down!!”

A moment of silence.

Just as the attendees were assessing the situation as the atmosphere suddenly changed, another terrorist blocked the entrance and raised his gun.

“Get down!!”

“aaah!!”

“It’s a gun, a gun!! “Get down!!”

When the second gunshot was heard, it became clear that it was not a special event.

Screaming, yelling, crying.

The banquet hall suddenly turned into chaos.

People all bend down and crawl under desks and chairs.

Who on earth would bring personal weapons to a banquet hall?

Even though he was a hero who led the war against the Titans to victory, he was helpless in front of the barrel of a gun.

“We are the revolutionary front!! “I have come to pay for the sins of your Imperial Dao Sect!”

“Revolutionary Front? How can you guys still… !!”

Heinrich’s voice reminded him of them, and the waiter’s gun was pointed there.

“You were there, Rendal!!”

Taang!!

A single gunshot.

But it wasn’t the terrorist’s.

Just before the guy pulled the trigger, Werner moved.

38 Caliber revolver kept inside the jacket.

Soon, the two terrorists who were standing up fall down at the same time.

The gap between the first shot and the second shot is only 0.8 Seconds.

It was so precise and rapid fire that the overlapping gunshots could be heard as one.

People couldn’t even think of screaming.

This whole situation happening before my eyes was like something you would see in a movie.

In the meantime, Werner’s gaze quickly wandered around the banquet hall.

Among the suspicious people I looked at while drinking wine, I pick out those who make unnatural movements.

“Hey, bastard!!”

One person who was hiding under the desk with other waiters came out swearing.

Of course, he had already been captured by Werner first.

Taang!

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Another person falls flat on the floor.

There are three bullets left.

There are two terrorists remaining in the banquet hall.

According to the original plan, the remaining troops waiting in the employee lounge should have rushed in after hearing the gunfire.

They must have removed the masks of the personnel, confirmed their identities, selected targets, including Heinrich Randall, and executed them mercilessly.

However, Werner has already tidied up the employee lounge.

The terrorists eventually began to struggle when their colleagues did not join them despite the repeated gunshots.

“Hee, hee!!”

“Who the f*ck are you! “Who knows all of us?”

The bartender who was making cocktails in the corner dragged the person hiding next to him up and pointed a gun at him.

From waiters to guards to bartenders, there was no part of the banquet hall that was untouched by the Revolutionary Front.

“Please save me!”

“Did you hear? “If you don’t want to kill someone for no reason-“

Bang!

Before he could finish his threat, the fired bullet pierced the bartender’s skull.

Now there is only one thing left.

The moment when Werner looked at the waiters scattered all over the place.

A woman in a jet black dress stood up and turned her gun towards him.

It was a shortened revolver the size of a woman’s palm.

‘You were hiding it inside the dress?’

It was a mistake to predict that the costume would not be able to hide weapons because it was too revealing.

Did he hide it on his chest or inside his thighs?

Now that it was like this, I was about to give up one of my arms and fire back.

“No!”

Familiar.

Werner’s body tilted along with a desperate cry that I had heard somewhere before.

A gunshot is heard afterward.

Leah, wearing a red dress, lay on top of Werner, and red blood spurted out in front of her eyes.

Time passes slowly, as if it has stopped.

Amber eyes.

Werner stared blankly as the light disappeared from his eyes.