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In the Council Hall, as the tremors and collapses continued, the situation grew increasingly dire. Darius's expression was one of extreme tension as he searched for possible places to take refuge, but all he could see were the shattered stone pillars and scattered debris, leaving little room for safety. His gaze was anxious, filled with worry and unease.
Swen, on the other hand, remained unusually calm. With a hint of a sardonic smile, he led Darius toward the back of the platform. There, hidden in the shadows, was an inconspicuous wooden control panel. Swen deftly pressed a nearly unnoticed small button, and immediately, a concealed entrance slowly opened behind the control panel.
A narrow passageway emerged from the opening, seemingly leading to some mysterious hidden chamber. Swen turned around and waved at Darius with a mischievous grin, saying, "General! This way!" His tone carried a hint of jest, as if he had found some thrill amidst the crisis.
Darius watched Swen enter the hidden passage. Though filled with doubt, he had no choice but to follow him inside. He knew that at this moment, regardless of Swen's motives, this Secret Passage might be their only way out. He hurried into the tunnel, and as the entrance slowly closed behind them, the world outside was temporarily shut off from them, leaving only the unknown darkness ahead and Swen's mysterious arrangements.
As Darius followed Swen deeper into the narrow and low underground corridor, his robust frame constantly brushed against the rough stone walls, tearing his clothes and scraping his shoulders. Each time his body made contact with the cold hard stone heightened his anger. Unable to contain himself any longer, he raised his voice impatiently and asked, "What on earth is this place? Did you know about this passage beforehand?"
Swen seemed to take delight in Darius's displeasure. He turned his head while walking and replied playfully, "Ha! I am the cunning Swen... This just leads to the lower half of this floor—merely a temporary refuge." There was a note of pride in his voice as if this secret passage was one of his clever ideas.
Continuing to lead the way, dim light filtered from deep within the passageway, illuminating their path. As they ventured further in, the air grew heavier with moisture and the scent of earth. Darius had to admit that even though he disliked Swen's methods, this design undoubtedly provided an excellent refuge in an emergency. He fell silent for a moment before exhaling heavily, pushing his dissatisfaction deep down as he continued to follow Swen.
As they delved deeper into the underground passageway, the rumbling and shaking above intensified along with sporadic dust falling from above. Darius's face was etched with concern; the continuous tremors made it hard for him to relax. He stopped in his tracks and turned to Swen with a furrowed brow, asking seriously, "Is everything really okay up there? And... are you up to something ridiculous again?" His tone carried an undeniable seriousness and anger.
Swen maintained his usual relaxed smile as if unfazed by Darius's threat. He leisurely adjusted his collar before responding, "Oh... my old friend, Boyev has met with an unfortunate accident in this dreadful confrontation and has vanished from existence. Don't you think this is a golden opportunity?" A glint of cunning flashed in Swen's eyes as if hinting at a larger plan already in motion.
Darius took a deep breath; his gaze sharpened as he suddenly realized that there were deeper implications in Swen's words. Perhaps everything was not coincidental but rather meticulously orchestrated by someone. He fixed his intense stare on Swen, feeling more uneasy and doubtful while gradually understanding that he might be getting caught up in a grand power game.
Darius's expression was filled with disbelief and worry; his voice trembled slightly as if just now realizing their perilous situation. He spoke excitedly to Swen: "You want to assassinate Boyev? But... the Natanja Family will never let that go easily; Boyev’s family influence spans all over Noxus. This would spark chaos. Moreover, according to your earlier arrangements, if Boyev loses, we can legally take control of three military factories. If you kill him now without evidence proving we won that confrontation, it would jeopardize our claim on those factories."
Swen shook his head gently; a strange smile crept across his lips as confidence and strategy shone in his eyes. "Don't worry, Darius; I never act without certainty. Boyev's death will appear as an accident—Natanja Family will have no leads to grasp onto—and their current situation does not allow them to create too much turmoil in this city. As for control over those military factories..." Swen paused for effect to ensure Darius was fully attentive before continuing: "I have arranged everything; even if they learn about Boyev’s death, they won't be able to prove our involvement. Regarding those factories, I have prepared a series of plans to ensure everything smoothly transitions under our control."
Darius's expression betrayed his concern; he knew that once this plan was set in motion, there would be no turning back. However, Swen's strategy and preparations seemed to be flawlessly arranged, forcing him to reassess the ambitions and methods of this old friend. On this uncertain path, Darius understood that they might be heading toward an even more perilous journey.
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