The Stupid Cannon Fodder is Stunning Today

Chapter 30: Consorted With The Humorous Night

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NIne heard the sounds of the feast die down. The master of ceremony was yelling for the servants to clear away the tables to make room for dancing. 

Soon, music started to echo through the walls. 

He crept through the ceiling beams and caught the lords and ladies dancing from an opening. He also spotted several people surrounding a lady dressed in a golden gown. 

It was Rowan.

Several people were looking to dance with Rowan. 

The young man had somehow become the belle of the ball. 

Thankfully, Jovette fended those people off by swooping in and taking Rowan by the hand to dance with him instead. 

Nine noticed they were talking to each other in whispers as the music started to play. 

It was completely different from the original story. 

Jovette was not originally a master of disguise, nor did she know how to play a man. 

If not for the influence of Tess and Duri, who ran espionage operations within the Saintly Sisters, perhaps she would have been satisfied learning the Calypto Twin Daggers and going on a few assassination missions to prove her qualification as the heir.

Nine wasn't sure whether or not he was proud or worried by this change in the storyline. 

His baby cousin was growing into a strong and clever soldier, and that meant she was bold and unafraid. 

From what he remembered, the original mission did not include Toby in the mix. It was only a four-man unit, with Belwyn and Mercury leading and overseeing Jovette and Rowan. 

Jovette was described as a great beauty. When she entered the feast, all eyes were on her. She hid her expression behind a folding fan and acted as a distraction while Rowan went to poison their targets. 

Bel was the one who killed Paudu, and Mercury went to help the victims of the traffickers underneath the compound. 

Without Mercury watching over Jovette and Rowan, the two of them were nearly caught several times and eventually had their covers blown. 

Now, however... 

Nine eyed the way Rowan and Jovette stopped dancing and separated. Their brief moment of communication could only last as long as one dance. 

Jovette left the dance floor and disappeared somewhere. 

Left by himself, Rowan became the center of attention. 

The amount of people wanting to reserve a dance with him was numerous. There was a large crowd, and then there was chaos. 

Rowan stood there, hiding the lower half of his face behind a fan. The upper half was already covered by a mask, but the mystique of that gesture had sent the lords' and ladies' hearts on fire. 

It was obvious they had a plan in place, and Mercury seemed to approve, judging by the way he continued to stand there and talk with his group of admirers instead of approaching the two of them. 

Nine continued moving, leaving his cousin and Rowan to deal with their targets. 

"The target is still getting dressed. According to Intel, he likes to be fashionably late." 

Pluto said from over the communication implant. 

"Guards?"

"Three Mantle agents and ten of his personal guards."