NOVEL NEXT Chapter 220: Path ways
Lyerin stood before the flickering screen, a malicious grin spreading across his face as he prepared to reveal the most guarded secret of the Borgias Family.
The tension in the air was palpable, and even Yasira, standing beside him, looked confused, unsure of what was about to unfold.
Lyerin crossed his arms and spoke with the calm confidence of someone who had everything under control, someone who knew exactly what chaos he was about to unleash.
"You want to know where the Borgias Family keeps its main territory?"
Lyerin began, his voice deceptively casual.
"It's hidden in Sector 8. A heavily fortified, almost impenetrable city. But... nothing is truly impenetrable. There are ways in—seven, to be precise."
Yasira's eyes widened, and a ripple of fear ran through her as Lyerin continued. The screen flickered, broadcasting his words to every corner of Earth, to every human ear that was listening.
"First," Lyerin began, raising a finger as he spoke, "there's the most obvious route—through the front gates. The gates are guarded by some of the finest soldiers the Borgias can offer, but they're not invincible.
"If you gather enough manpower, a sizable army, and brute force, you can batter those gates down. Of course, you'll lose a lot of people in the process, but if you're willing to sacrifice, it's one way to enter."
He paused for dramatic effect, letting the weight of his words sink in before continuing.
"The second way in," he said, holding up a second finger, "is through the sewers. Disgusting, I know, but the sewers of Sector 8 are vast, and they're connected to various parts of the city.
"If you can navigate the labyrinth beneath the streets, you'll eventually find your way into the heart of the Borgias territory. The problem, however, is that the sewers are heavily patrolled by mutant creatures.
"The Borgias have been breeding these things for years, guarding their territory from the shadows. But... if you're clever and stealthy, you can avoid them. It's risky, but doable."
Lyerin's eyes gleamed as he added a third finger to his count.
"The third way in is through the northern cliffs. There's a hidden pathway that only the Borgias know about—well, they thought only they knew about it. It's a narrow, treacherous path, carved into the cliffs themselves.
"It requires a lot of skill to traverse, and if you fall, well... it's a long way down. But if you manage to climb the cliffs, you'll find an entrance into the city's northern district, completely unguarded. The Borgias don't expect anyone to be crazy enough to take that route."
Yasira's jaw tightened as Lyerin continued to unravel secrets that had been kept from the world for generations.
"The fourth way in," Lyerin went on, "is by sea. Sector 8 sits on the coast, and while the waters around it are treacherous and full of patrol ships, there's a hidden cove that the Borgias use for smuggling.
"I know the exact location of that cove, and once you find it, you can sneak into the city without being detected.
"Of course, the waters are full of deadly creatures, so you'd need to be a strong swimmer and even stronger-willed to make it alive. But for those brave enough, it's a relatively quiet way in."
Lyerin raised a fifth finger.
"The fifth way is through their merchant routes. The Borgias are wealthy, and they trade with other powerful families and tribes.
"Every day, dozens of supply caravans move in and out of Sector 8. If you can disguise yourself as one of the merchants or slip into one of the wagons, you can ride straight through the city's walls without anyone suspecting a thing.
"But… you'd have to be careful. The Borgias are paranoid, and they inspect every merchant and every shipment. One wrong move, and you'll be caught."
The screen flickered as Lyerin spoke, his words causing ripples of unrest across the globe.
"Now, the sixth way in is perhaps the most dangerous of all. The Borgias have a series of underground tunnels running beneath the city—old, ancient tunnels built before the Borgias even took control of the territory.
"These tunnels are full of traps, and some say they're haunted by the spirits of those who died long ago trying to take over the city. If you're brave enough to risk it, the tunnels lead directly to the Borgias' inner sanctum. But... getting out alive? That's another question entirely."
Lyerin smiled wickedly as he raised a final finger.
"And the seventh way in... this one's for the truly daring. The Borgias have airships—massive, armored airships that patrol the skies around Sector 8.
"If you can hijack one of those ships and fly it into the city, you can land right in the middle of their palace.
"Of course, you'd have to fight your way through their sky guards and make sure the ship doesn't get shot down, but... for those who love a challenge, it's the fastest way in."
Yasira stared at him, horror etched across her face.
She couldn't believe what she was hearing—Lyerin had just laid bare every single weakness the Borgias Family had, every point of entry into their supposedly unbreachable city.
What is he really doing?
Why does it seem he really wanted to make others take the scroll?
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Meanwhile, in the heart of Sector 8, the Borgias Family was in chaos.
Lyerin's father, Lyuzen, stood in the grand hall, his face red with rage.
He slammed his fist down on the table in front of him, cracking the wood as his voice boomed throughout the chamber.
"That damned brat!" he roared. "He's giving away our secrets! Our defenses! How does he know all of this?"
The room was filled with members of the Borgias Family, all of them shocked, their faces pale with disbelief.
"How is this possible?" one of the elders muttered, his voice trembling. "How could he know about the northern cliffs? No one outside the family knows about that path!"
Another voice, a younger member of the family, spoke up, his tone full of fear. "And the sewers! He's talking about the mutant creatures! He knows everything! How can we stop him?"
Lyuzen seethed, pacing back and forth. "We need to lock down the city immediately. Increase patrols. Fortify every single entry point he mentioned!"
"But Father," a woman at the far end of the room said, her voice shaky, "what if he's already told others? What if people are already on their way?"
Lyuzen cursed again under his breath. "He'll pay for this. I swear, that bastard will pay. He thinks he's clever, but I'll see to it that he's brought to his knees!"
The family members whispered among themselves, the room filled with tension and panic.
Lyerin had exposed them, had shown the world how to infiltrate their most sacred stronghold, and now they were scrambling to find a way to protect themselves.
"We need to act quickly," one of the senior members said, his voice full of urgency. "We can't afford to let anyone find their way in. If they do, we're finished."
"Send word to the other families," Lyuzen commanded. "Tell them to reinforce their own defenses. We need allies now more than ever."
"But how can we trust anyone now?" a younger woman asked. "If Lyerin knows our secrets, who's to say he hasn't sold information to others?"
Lyuzen's eyes burned with hatred. "We will deal with him. He won't escape this. Not after what he's done."
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Back in the strange dimension where Lyerin and Yasira stood, Lyerin watched the screen with a satisfied smirk.
He had sown the seeds of chaos, and now he was ready for the next phase of his plan.
"Do you all know what's the most important thing I want to add?" Lyerin asked, his voice calm, almost casual.
The question hung in the air, and the world waited for his next move.