"Your Majesty, the other party only gave us an hour. Now, only around thirty minutes are left."

That made the shock and anger on Kevin's face to grow. Now, he was angry enough to just start walking.

"Get someone to take that woman down, by any means necessary."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The guard left ahead as soon as he could.

At the palace.

The ticking sound of the bomb made everyone's scalp tingle. All of them were at a loss as they guarded a comb.

"Hurry up. The time is almost up. Disarm the box."

"You do it. I don't know how to."

"I don't know either…"

The guards were sweating with anxiety. None of them wanted to die.

Finally, a young guard stepped forward and said, "I'll give it a try."

Upon hearing that, everyone moved aside to give him a path to walk through.

Freya chuckled. "Choose the right wire. If you cut the wrong one, it will explode. Then, all of you will be buried together with this palace."

The young guard and withdrew the hand she held out as she shrank backward.

He had never disarmed a bomb before and did not know how to do it.

Originally acting out of sheer luck, he was now too scared to proceed after what Freya said.

"I think I'll pass. I don't know how to disarm it."

"Shoot. Didn't you just say you would give it a try? You haven't even tried at all," one guard exclaimed in dissatisfaction.

"I tried. If I cut the wrong wire, we all die."

The young guard discontentedly pushed back.

"Even if I don't cut the wrong wire, when the bomb explodes, we will still lose our lives."

The guards were all in an uproar.

Freya looked at the chaos and mockingly laughed. "Kevin's guards are all a bunch of cowards!"

She was bored just sitting on the roof, so she took out her phone and took a photo of the scene.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the opposite building, a pair of eyes were stared at her.

Freya was a vigilant woman, so Shadow One only watched from afar and did not approach.

With a pair of binoculars, Shadow One observed Freya's lazy posture and narrowed her eyes.

Leonard said to protect her at all times.

Shadow One had not expected her to run out in the middle of the night and bomb the palace.

Just who is Freya?

She even knew how to use explosives.

Shadow One felt increasingly uneasy. I have to inform Leonard.

She took out her phone and called Bradley.

"What's the matter?"

The deep voice on the other end made Shadow One unconsciously purse her lips.

"Leonard, Madam is in the palace. Do you... want to come over?"

"What is she doing in the palace?"

"She planted a bomb in the palace and plans to blow up the entire palace."

Bradley deeply furrowed his brows and narrowed his eyes as he said, "I'll be there right away."

Ten minutes later.

Bradley rushed over.

The man was still dressed in a black coat and exuded a cold aura as he approached.

"Where is she?"

Upon hearing that voice, Shadow One turned abruptly and came face to face with his handsome and wicked face.

She respectfully said, "Madam is still in the palace with only 20 minutes left before the bomb explodes."

Bradley nodded and took the binoculars from her hands. His dark eyes stared straight ahead.

Freya was wearing a leather jacket and leather pants and sat with her legs dangling playfully over the roof.

Unfortunately, she had her back to him, so he could not see her face clearly.

"Leonard, Madam has excellent skills. It's as if she was meticulously trained."

Shadow One had been paying close attention to Freya and had noticed several issues.

Especially the fact that Freya's skills were surprisingly good. Even Shadow One, who was ranked third in the dark web, could not match Freya's skills.

Bradley kept watching when, suddenly, Freya slightly turned her face.

Although it was just one brief moment, he noticed the uniqueness of that face.

Frowning, he asked in a deep voice, "Is she disguised?"

Shadow One shook her head. "It's too dark. I was worried about being discovered by Madam, so I didn’t pay attention."

Bradley fell silent.

He continued to observe Freya's face. The more he watched, the more shocked he was.

Freya was unaware she was being watched and playfully smiled as she looked at the ten minutes on the timer.

"You have no time left. Are you sure you want to stay here and wait for death?"

"Hmph, the king is about to arrive. You will soon meet your demise."

An attendant fiercely retorted.

Soon, Kevin hurriedly arrived with a group of guards.

"The king has arrived!"

With that announcement, all the guards breathed a sigh of relief.

The king was here, and they were saved.

"Your Majesty, it's that woman."

A guard pointed to Freya on the roof.

Kevin looked up at the roof with a vicious light in his eyes.

Freya and he locked eyes, and she raised her eyebrows and lightly chuckled.

The king was around 50 years old, but he was quite handsome.

He seemed to have been interrupted while having fun as there were visible marks on his neck, making him look like a fool.

Freya flipped her ponytail, showing no respect for him.

"You're finally here. I am still set on my plan to blow up this palace. After all, being paid to solve problems is my specialty."

Kevin, enraged by her words, shouted, "What arrogance! If you blow up my palace, do you think you can escape unscathed?"

"Even if I can't escape, it would be worth it to take you all down with me."

Freya casually replied while playing with her fingernails.

Kevin had never encountered such arrogance, especially from a woman. That only fueled his anger.

"Capture that woman!"

"Yes, sir."

Soon, the group of guards rushed toward Freya.

Freya smiled and casually dropping another bomb.

With a loud boom, the bomb exploded at the feet of the guards.

Some of the guards who were about to charge were blown away, and the rest dared not approach.

"Useless fools!"

Kevin angrily scolded them while pointing at Freya. "Was it Ian who sent you?"

Last time, he had Mystica assassinate Ian. He had been in contact with Ella all along and did not know what Mystica looked like.

Plus, Freya was now hidden in the dark night. From down there, he could not get a clear look of her face.

"Oh, my. Just how do your men get anything done? Didn't I just say when I arrived? It was the Duke who sent me to blow up the palace. The Duke wants to inherit the throne and rebuild a more luxurious palace. Haven't your guards told you?"

Freya shifted all the responsibility onto Ian.

Even if Kevin did not believe her, he would still have some doubts about Ian.

She wanted to stir up trouble and make the two fight to the death, giving Bradley the opportunity to reclaim Solterra.

Kevin was indeed infuriated by that. "You, go disarm the bomb. Then, you, and all of you, come with me."

"You better hurry up. The bomb is about to explode."

Freya smirked as she played with her fingers. When a group of guards rushed towards her, she casually threw another bomb.