Xo Novel
Chapter 251 Too Late
Chapter 251 Too Late
Sylvia's POV:
The second I found out their exact location, I rushed to that place without daring to stop.
But I was too late. I arrived at the scene and it was already chaotic. All the soldiers were writhing on the ground and wailing in agony. The giant statue that had stood proudly for over hundreds of years had fallen down. The guardrails that were supposed to maintain order were bent out of shape and deformed. To my horror, the grass was covered in pools of blood.
Seeing this chaos, my heart skipped a beat. I ran to the crowd to inquire about the situation. Fortunately, we didn't suffer any casualties. However, it wasn't just soldiers that got injured from the stampede. Many civilians were trampled on as well.
But from what I could see, there was no damage or injury that was irreparable.
I breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded to look for Rufus. However, no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find him—not even Maya.
"Was Rufus arrested? If he gets caught, he's doomed. Richard won't let this opportunity to torture Rufus slide!" Yana voiced out her anxieties in my head, pacing back in forth restlessly.
"I don't think he was captured. Rufus is strong; I doubt ordinary soldiers would be able to defeat him. Besides, look at all those people on the ground. I think Rufus took advantage of the chaos and got away."
"But he's outnumbered! What if they all worked together to hurt him badly?"
"Don't say that. I know he's going to be fine. Yana, you have to calm down or else I won't be able to think straight. I'm already scared enough as it is."
Yana sighed but didn't say anything more. She seemed to realize that I was in a bad mood, so she just quietly accompanied me in my search for Rufus.
In a fit of panic, I helped up a soldier who still seemed to be aware of the situation. "What happened? Where is Prince Rufus?"
To my horror, the soldier's arm was broken. He cradled his injured arm, wincing in pain, and said in a frightened tone, "Prince Rufus attacked us all of a sudden. It was terrible!"
"Where is he now?" I asked again, feeling more and more uneasy as the seconds ticked by.
"He's a monster! An absolute monster possessed by the devil himself! You... You can't imagine how horrible he was! He killed so many people!" The soldier ignored my question and just babbled away, too stunned and shell-shocked to think straight.
My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach. Rufus had been cursed and suffered for years. He had kept this a secret from the world and carried the burden by himself. In the end, he was drugged and lost control of himself, exposing his ugly side to the people he loved the most. Richard's ploy was truly vicious.
"Just tell me where Prince Rufus is! At the very least, can you tell me if he's okay?" I lost my patience and tried to knock some sense into him.
All the color had drained from the soldier's face and he shook his head like a madman. "I don't know. I don't know! He ran away. We couldn't stop him..."
Hearing that Rufus was fine, I felt a little relieved. When I asked which direction Rufus went, the soldier didn't answer me anymore. He stared blankly into space, begging the skies for mercy. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
Seeing that I wouldn't be able to get anything more out of him, I left him alone and continued looking for Maya. Maybe she knew where Rufus was.
I ran past the chaotic road and crossed over to the main square. Just then, the church bells started to ring loudly, jolting the white doves in the square. Amidst the flurry of feathers, I finally found the person I was looking for.
But the sight in front of me broke my heart.
Maya, who had always been elegant and well-dressed, was now crawling on the ground with disheveled hair and dirt on her face.
Her red and swollen fingers clawed at the ground as she used every ounce of her strength to crawl. Her nails had been torn, bleeding and staining the ground with her blood. The shoes on her feet were nowhere to be found. Her originally slender and beautiful right leg had been twisted badly, barely supporting her body. She seemed to be crawling aimlessly like a madwoman.