The streets where all the citizens had evacuated were completely desolate.�Only the merchants in the vicinity were watching the situation from inside the store.

�listen carefully!�We are the Black Revolution!�Release Vice-captain Kanimar of the Black Revolution right now and free your imprisoned comrades!�Otherwise, I will kill one person every 10 minutes!�To prove that our resolve is not false, I will kill this woman right here and now!�

Arya�s face was sick like a corpse.

�Kyaaak!�Help me!�Please help me!�

The merchants who were watching turned their heads one by one.�She couldn�t make eye contact with Arya.

The Black Revolutionary Corps were guys who would do anything.�Unfortunately for the poor girl, today will be the last day of her life.

�Don�t move.�If you want to resent it, resent the kingdom.�

The scythe of the crew touched Arya�s nape.

I don�t intend to die easily.�because it doesn�t work�If only half of her throat was cut, the woman�s life would slowly cool down in pain.

�Die for the Revolution!�

Daewon�s voice was sincere enough to convince me that this is the end of my life.

Not even a scream came out as the strength in her legs gave out.�The fear of death paralyzed his reason, and his body convulsed at will.

�for a moment!�Wait a minute!�

Just as the scythe was about to slit Arya�s throat, someone appeared on the deserted street.

�what?�

The crew waiting inside the Gold Tower checked the owner of the voice through the window.�A boy who was not yet twenty was holding a metal box and catching his breath.

�who are you?�

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Sirone was out of breath and couldn�t reply.�He had been watching the situation from afar, but when the situation became urgent, he was on the verge of running with all his might.

�What are you going to do if you just kill someone?�Even if you don�t know what�s going on, you can solve it through conversation.�

�what?�kill people?�How dare you dismiss the cause of revolution as murder!�

Arya recognized Sirone�s face.�He was the boy he had a crush on in the wagon a few days before.�But there was no time to think about it now.

Covered with tears and runny nose, she begged Sirone, her only hope.

�Help me!�Please save me!�

�shut up!�The revolution has already begun!�

When the crew put a scythe around Aria�s neck, Sirone, who became desperate, instantly showed his wits.�he shouted as he held out his hand with the iron box strapped to his side.

�for a moment!�Then take me hostage!�

Before the scythe pierced his throat, the agent�s hand stopped.

I trained for three years to complete the cause, but this was an unheard-of situation.�Who would lay down their life for a stranger?

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