The huge sound sounded on time, and the automatic flushing system of the Garnier Opera House worked well, just like the consistent high quality of many products of v.e company.
Only at this time, Felice Orsini and his companions would be grateful for the products of v.e. Under the cover of the sound of flushing water, they took the time to drill holes in the pillars of the box.
Orsini is not a professional decorator, and the Garnier Opera House, which was only completed and put into use three years ago, has no plans to decorate it, let alone such sneaky decoration techniques.
He is a radical royalist who is making preparations for bomb installation.
As a tool of assassination, bombs are more powerful and have a higher success rate than those currently known. However, it is not easy to dig a hole in the pillars of a theater to place a bomb of sufficient yield without alerting others.
An easy thing.
Every night at 10 o'clock, before the theater closes, the assassins will hide on the ceiling of the women's restroom of the theater. When the theater guards lock the door and the entire theater is empty, they sneak out of the women's restroom and start attacking the pillars of the theater boxes.
Dig a hole for a time bomb.
First, select the area to be excavated on the Doric pillars, use plaster to imprint the grooved block texture, and then make a secret door with exactly the same tone and texture. After completion, use a chisel and crank drill to drill into the main structure of the pillar.
Make holes in the toilet, big or small. In order to prevent being discovered, the most thrilling digging and drilling operations are carried out when the toilet is flushing. The working time every night is only from 11 pm to 3 am
It will take less than 4 hours before 10:00. After that, they will build a secret door and disguise themselves. Using a weak lighting technique, they will carefully pack up the construction waste and hide it in the storage room next to the toilet. etc.
When the theater started performing at 9 a.m., they swaggered into the audience to watch the show, and went back to sleep after the curtain call. In the afternoon, the disguised assassins went to the storage room and took the construction waste outside to throw it away.
From the time the royalists agreed on the assassination plan to today, Orsini and the others have been working continuously for 30 nights. The pillars of the first-class box have been dug out. The secretly obtained bombs have also been made and sound-proof linings have been put on them.
The explosives installed with the timing device were put into the holes. The assassins swallowed a gulp of saliva. They suppressed their excitement and joy, quickly cleared the scene and left.
Just once again, when they appear here next time, install the timer. After a roar, those "treacherous traitors" who deceived His Majesty the King will be blown into pieces. All their hard work will truly be rewarded.
All this will never be wasted. Orsini is convinced of this.
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At a glance, only that one person is so different.
Anyone who sits on a luxurious chair on a high platform will appear superior to others. There are very few people who can show a condescending and luxurious aura from the source of their temperament, which contrasts with the throne beneath them.
But she sat on the throne covered with velvet, with a solid gold gargoyle carving on the top of the backrest, and the inscription "Extremely evil and unethical", with her feet raised elegantly, and her smooth and almost reflective skin changed from gorgeous to brilliant to
Under the obscene purple nightgown
Exposed, the exquisite curves of the body were perfectly outlined by the silk, and the looming ravine on the chest attracted the man's attention. Bathed in evil thoughts and awe, the woman covered her mouth with a gorgeous ivory gold-plated folding fan, and raised her eyebrows in displeasure.
"Oh my, Lord Knight, you are finally here? It is indeed a joy to defeat the dangerous legions and kill them in front of us, but it is a great sin to disturb others' enjoyment."
The half-covered beautiful face made a joking sound, and to others, it was no different from the menacing roar of a wild beast.
Put away the ivory fan, pull the chain hanging next to you, and you will see the slaves wearing collars - from plump married women, pure otome, big sister in nurse uniform, mistress in student uniform, lolita in healthy swimsuit to "cute"
"Women dressed as boys" - moaned "Ah um..." with a dazed look.
"What is the greatest enjoyment in this world? Food? Carnal pleasure? Money? Power? Ah, these are all inferior things. The so-called ultimate enjoyment is the pleasure brought by domination."
The smile became deeper, and he stared directly at the knight opposite. He raised his fingers and snapped his fingers crisply. The mana circuit lit up with a faint halo, and more than a dozen light balls were suspended in the air. The restless lightning arcs on the surface of the light balls gave the impression of
The knight's armor was covered with a strange bluish-white color.
The attack spell "Thunder Shock Ball" will cause the blood in the whole body to boil and the body to carbonize and collapse once it is hit. It is a spell that can only be used by quadrilateral-level magicians. Pentagram-level magicians can only make 2 to 3 at most.
The woman on the throne was able to make more than a dozen at once, which shows her strength.
"Dominating the weak is at best an appetizer. Sure enough... only by crushing the confidence of the strong and making the proud knight fall at my feet can it be considered the main course."
The woman licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. This erotic movement made people feel chills running down their spines.
Facing the witch who spoke with disdain and provocation, the knight gritted his teeth.
"Stop your jokes, witch!"
The knight raised his long sword forward, pointing the unyielding holy sword at the most powerful witch who could be said to be immortal. The clear cold light made the thunderball tremble.
"Your tyrannical evil deeds have come to an end, hurry up and release the people you oppressed! Go and confess your sins to the Mother Goddess. Even if you confess now, it is still not too late!"
He confronts the witch with uncompromising momentum, but the knight's gaze is so tight that it almost crushes his opponent, hiding his inner fragility. His strong posture is to stand firm in front of the distortion that oppresses others' belief.
Whether it's embarrassing or unbearable to see, the other party is the kind of witch who is powerful enough to force others to surrender. She is a terrifying existence that no one dares to point out "you are wrong" to her. Retreating in front of her cannot be called weakness, it is blindly reckless.
A hard top seems stupid.
"Why bother talking about this now? It's too late."
The witch spoke calmly, with no regrets or sneers, only the high spirits of victory and a hint of sadness like a girl in love for the first time.
"The short candle is about to be extinguished. In front of our immortals, the so-called life is just a walking shadow. A joke told by a fool. Everything became clear when you turned me away. Come, let's fight!"
"You are this person...!"
"I'm no longer a human being. In other words, after seeing this, can you still insist that I am a human being?"
With another snap of his fingers, the cross-shaped torture frame slowly lowered, and the naked girl was tied to the torture frame. Under the ragged clothes, you could see the horrific marks left by various torture instruments, and she looked like she was biting her lower lip.
It's even more heartbreaking.
"you……!!"
"The blood of a virgin is so fragrant that the nectar of the morning cannot compare with it. How about it? My noble knight, don't you want to try the blood of chastity? Don't you want to leave a tearing mark on this girl's body?"
He held the ravaged girl in his arms, grabbed her chin with one hand, and forced the tearful girl to face the knight. Above the delicate red lips that split into a smile, the witch's pupils shone with a gloomy light.
, the other hand firmly grasped the half-exposed breast, and pinched the pink bump with her nails. The girl raised her head suddenly, opening and closing her mouth like a fish out of water.
"No……"
Resisting the shame and the intense stimulation that was about to melt her body, the girl made a sound from her throat, and her trance-like moans made the knight's figure tremble, and the witch's gaze shifted.
"No, no, no... I won't do this!!! I won't be able to get married in this life!!!!"
The ropes holding her hands and feet were torn off. The temporary actress who played the role of the village girl, Zhen, covered her key parts of her body and ran away with tears rolling down her face. Behind her (him), a large amount of blood spurted out.
The nosebleeds have stained the stage floor red. (To be continued...)
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