The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 2 Now, Can I Sit Here?

“The one who saved you,” Hedy’s voice remained calm and unruffled.

She wasn’t exactly a kind–hearted person, but she was willing to save Amos.

She pulled the belt off the dead body and used it to stop the bleeding above Amos’s thigh.

Then she grabbed a tree branch and tore off the dead man’s shirt to use as a makeshift bandage.

Amos grunted, the veins on his neck bulging. Despite his advanced age, he didn’t cry out in pain.

‘Hedy couldn’t help admiring Amos even more.

She took out a bullet, bit open the cap at the base, and sprinkled the gunpowder evenly over the wound, which had already been stopped from bleeding.

After that, she lit the gunpowder, creating a dazzling flame on the wound.

Amos still showed no signs of pain. Instead, he stared at Hedy with a sharper gaze.

“This is an emergency hemostasis and disinfection method commonly used on the battlefield. Who are you?”

Such a familiar technique didn’t seem like something that could come from the hands of an eighteen–year–old girl!

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Moreover, she had just blown off the head of the Italian assassin with one shot, displaying remarkable marksmanship!

It was as if she had repeated this entire sequence of actions countless times before!

Hedy frowned.

In the end, she revealed her name, “Hedy Ellis.”

With Amos’s status, even if she played dumb, her background would still be thoroughly investigated.

However, no matter how much he investigated, he wouldn’t be able to discover that she was a reincarnated person.

The sound of numerous footsteps approached from a distance. Hedy knew that Amos’s reinforcements had arrived.

She left Amos behind and headed towards her own home.

Amos stayed there in a daze.

Was she just going to leave like that?

She saved a national hero and didn’t even want any rewards?

Or… did she disdain taking it?

The next morning, Hedy bid farewell to her parents and boarded the bus with a backpack, heading towards school.

It was still early, and there wasn’t much traffic on the highway. The relaxed driver’s nerves suddenly tensed up as a Rolls–Royce sports car approached from the opposite direction.

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driver to catch a glimpse

around twenty–seven years old, dressed in a well–tailored, luxurious black suit. His features were sharply defined, with a chiseled jawline, and his deep,

Swish.

vehicles brushed past each other and disappeared in

engrossed in playing with her phone, completely oblivious to

Trial mission activated.”

sounded, and she saw a line of text that

(1): Achieve first place in the monthly exam at Lowell

educated in various fields by the organization. After going through the knowledge of the final

the bus stopped at the gate of Lowell High

fountain with a giant white book sculpture in the middle. The book was

education

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their families passing by were

other hand, was

paired with faded blue jeans. The edges of her canvas shoes had turned yellow, and besides a hair tie, there were no other

stood out from everything

she attracted attention.

the hell, who’s this country bumpkin? We don’t have any transfer students in this school,

the whole school? It’s Mr. Johnson’s rural fiancée, of

way, I remember Hedy being ugly as hell, with that thick bangs looking like a female ghost. How could she

just brushed her bangs up,

picture and show it

they had discovered a new continent, many students took

left in

so beautiful

one shoulder, hands casually in her pockets,

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at the corners mesmerized and

they could

it’s just a hairstyle change, what’s

expressions and spoke

how jealous they were, they couldn’t hide Hedy’s beauty, and the fact that this news of her transformation was spreading like wildfire within the

the senior year (Class 2) classroom following her memory of the route, the entire class

and disgust, their young faces filled with

the bumpkin sure got pretty!”

the bumpkin is

I can smell

puke my breakfast if

Stephen Johnson, wanted to put Hedy in the same class as Oliver? But even the vice principal was afraid that Hedy would drag them down and disrupt the studious atmosphere of the top class.

put

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should go to hell,

into