Charming Lady Hard to Chase After Being Dumped novel Chapter 914

Barbarian cautiously avoided wave after wave of the Schmidts' security guards.

Due to the V16, the Schmidts had hired a lot more security guards and ramped up the security in the castle even further. Barbarian even spotted some mercenary groups in there. Those people were some of the most nefarious and vicious people around. For Queenie to hire them as security personnel to protect Nora and the others, one could say that she had certainly invested a lot.

It was just a shame that Barbarian was unrivaled when it came to physical fitness and acuity.

In addition, compared to the exterior castle grounds, they did not patrol the inner premises as carefully.

He bypassed all of them and went straight to the door to the bedroom.

Then, he pushed open the door.

But right at this moment, a sharp ring of an alarm suddenly sounded in the earphone Barbarian was wearing on his right ear.

It was the alarm that the Queen was to activate when she met with danger.

The Queen was calling for him.

Barbarian stopped in his tracks.

He broke into a frown and turned to leave.

But a cold and steady voice then came from his left earphone.

"Where are you going?"

Barbarian replied, "Her Majesty is in danger."

With that, Barbarian left the master bedroom. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, he rushed to the stairs and got ready to go down.

But the cold and steady voice in the earphone said, "Are you out of your mind? The V16 is right in front of you!"

However, Barbarian's response was still the same: "Her Majesty is in danger."

As he rushed down the stairs swiftly, he said, "A refrigerator has indeed been added to Queenie Schmidt's bedroom. You can go over there first. Once you get the V16, inject it into yourself immediately. Once Her Majesty is safe, I will come and save you."

After saying that, Barbarian left without hesitation.

Barbarian couldn't just leave the Queen in danger.

Because the Queen was the only source of warmth in his life.

He could still remember the time when he'd first escaped from the basement ten years ago. Exhausted, he didn't know where he was, and he'd ended up running around aimlessly in the palace.

The teenage boy had just wanted to find a way out at that time.

And then, he tripped and fell.

Behind him, members of the mysterious organization rushed over. When they were about to catch him, a lovely voice reached them. "Who are you?"

The Queen had still been a princess then.

She was the new heir to the throne.

She had a large number of security officers around her, but even when the people chasing after Barbarian saw the princess's guards, they still came over calmly, regardless.

A group of royal guards had already subdued Barbarian, who was out of strength after fighting his way out of the basement. Someone said, "Your Highness, it's obvious at a glance that this isn't a good man. Her Majesty had warned that there could be hitmen in the palace. He is highly likely a hitman. We should kill him to avoid potential trouble!"

Barbarian did not refute him.

Because he had seen the speaker before.

He was a low-ranking leader in the mysterious organization. His purpose in saying what he did was to guide public opinion.

Barbarian had always been ineloquent and simple-minded. He couldn't think of a way to explain himself, so he simply closed his eyes in resignation.

He was frustrated.

He didn't want to die just like that.

After he finally forced open the door to the basement with much difficulty, all five surviving children inside had escaped and fled in all directions. He didn't know where the others had gone.

But he wanted to see what the world outside was like.

Was he going to die here now?

He hadn't been administered the V16 yet, though. So, he would still die the day he turned thirty years old.

While Barbarian's imagination was running wild, he heard the princess' voice. "He doesn't look like a bad person to me."

"Your Highness, bad guys won't write the words "I'm a bad guy" on their faces. He has a murderous aura all around him, and there is even blood on him. He must be a hitman"

"Hold your tongue!" The woman spoke arrogantly and willfully. She said, "If I don't think he is a bad person, then he is not one. Alright, the few of you, help him up. I will take him away to seek medical treatment, and then I will personally ask him what's going on!"