Chapter 69: The Roman Highlight
Giraudâs clerk was stupefied.
Governor-General Giraud, didnât you declare with great conviction that youâd live and die with the city? You went out to find reinforcement and encouraged our people to fight to their dying breath.
Why are you thinking of fleeing in the middle of the war?
Giraud stared at the clerk as if he was an idiot.
I was determined before because I thought Venice could be defended! Now that Veniceâs downfall is inevitable, am I to await my death here instead of running?
As long as she escaped to a safe place with the massive savings she had accrued over the years, she could start a business and live a comfortable life as a tycoon.
Die for my country? You must be kidding! Anywhere is my country as long as I have money!
Unfortunately, Giraud encountered a hurdle in her escape plan.
In the first place, it was not easy to escape from a battlefield where two armies were clashing, not to mention Venice was still plagued by a heavy storm. The canals were overflowing, boats were capsized, and corpses were strewn around the place.
More importantly...
âWeâre surrounded?!â Giraud opened her map and felt light-headed.
The Khitans had captured Veniceâs strategic locations right from the get-go, making it impossible for them to slip through. It was also doubtful whether they could force their way out.
Giraud felt her hands and legs turning cold.
She spent a long moment in thought before coming to a decision.
I shall head to the underground cellar!
The underground cellar was constructed as a way to seek refuge from disasters. She didnât think that a day would come where she would really need it. As long as she used the resources there sparingly, she should be able to last a month...
Of course, there was a prerequisite...
Giraud sharply eyed the people around her. I canât have so many people with me.
ãMy host, youâre already on shore. Why are you walking around instead of resting?ã
ãI know I said that those scenic spots in Venice are must-go places, but you donât have to do that in the middle of a storm.ã
ãBesides, arenât you here to look for Vernierâs family members? Somehow, you donât seem to be in a hurry to look for them.ã
Having one fourth of the screen was much better than having a latency of 9999. However, System 12345 couldnât help but notice that Shu Yichaoâs situation was a little different from how it had imagined it.
ãMy host, I must be seeing things. You canât be... brandishing a scimitar, right?ã
And I saw something red splashing across the screen, though it was quickly washed away by the rainwater...
On top of that, System 12345 also noticed a few other detailsâShu Yichao was dressed in armor, riding on a steed, and armed with a scimitar...
The truth couldnât be clearer.
My host isnât here to visit Vernierâs family members; heâs here to fight a war!
ãUhh... Is Venice being at war part of the plotline too? Ah, it really is. Venice was at war with an enemy state when the latter sent a squad to infiltrate the city and carry out acts of terrorism. In the end, everyone worked together to bring down the enemy state.ã
ãI guess it makes sense for you to don your armor and fight... Youâre here to protect Venice, right?ã
ã...ã
The Khitans are here! They have found the underground cellar!
Her face that had reddened due to her fever slowly turned pale. An indescribable surge of despondency surged through her being in a flash.
Despite my best attempts, I still canât escape the end.
Giraud reached under her bed and pulled out a small crossbow. With trembling hands, she pulled its string back and loaded an arrow into the groove before aiming it at the doorway with bated breath.
The footsteps grew closer.
Crrk.
As soon as the door opened, Giraud pulled the trigger.
ShooooâYing!
Shu Yichao caught the arrow between his two fingers and tossed it aside. He looked at Giraud and nodded in satisfaction. âTsk tsk, finally a big fish!â
âCaesar, who did you catch?!â Sophia called out as she rushed over.
âWho else?â Shu Yichao chuckled. âItâs Veniceâs Governor-General!â
âReally?!â Sophia first looked at Giraud, then she hugged Shu Yichaoâs arm and looked at him with twinkling eyes. âCaesar, can we hang her to death?â
âThat goes without saying. It wouldnât be complete if we miss the Governor-General after hanging so many Venetian senators to death.â
Seeing Shu Yichao and Sophia communicating using a language that she didnât comprehend, Giraudâs heart swiftly swelled in fear.
I donât want to die. I DONâT WANT TO DIE!!!
âEsteemed Caesar...â
She tried to put her glib tongue that had stoked much enmity around the world to use, but an Elite Horse Archer with a huge physique first smashed a punch into her face to knock her silly before tying her up.
Then, he pulled her toward Veniceâs famous St. Markâs Square.
Along the way, Giraud noticed that many crosses had been erected along the streets. The usually lofty senators who commanded the regional markets were hanging on the crosses, basked under a light drizzle.
The center of the city was dyed blood-red, with corpses lying everywhere. Crying prisoners were silenced by angry roars before being escorted off.
Itâs over. Itâs all over.
Giraudâs final sliver of hope was quelled. She knew that it was over for Venice.
Four copper horse statues towered in the St. Markâs Square, and beside them was a massive wooden cross.
There was no doubt for whom the cross was for.
âItâs finally time for the highlight of the Roman expeditionâhanging Veniceâs Governor-General!â Shu Yichao excitedly rubbed his hands together.
As the noose tightened around Giraudâs neck, her eyes began to roll upward. She struggled violently as she desperately tried to breathe, but no oxygen was getting into her lungs. The feeling of suffocation only intensified with time, despite her best efforts.
In the end, her legs fell limp.
The dominant power of the Adriatic Sea, Venice, was over.
ãThis...ã
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