The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Lethal Comedic Delay

“Man, I am genuinely dying to see how this wraps up.”

“But the princess is probably gonna get locked down the exact second she makes a move.”

The killers chuckled over the communication channel, highly amused.

The operators shared a mocking snicker, continuously trading cheap gossip.

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But despite their relaxed chatter, they remained perfectly stationed at their lookouts without moving an inch.

This crew consisted of highly trained tactical personnel, and right now, their sole directive was monitoring the perimeter for external threats.

As far as the inner village dynamics were concerned, it wasn’t their sector.

Naturally, if the princess chose to launch a reckless assault on their position, they wouldn’t mind playing along for a bit.

Isabella’s silhouette ghosted through the shadows of the abandoned settlement.

Her telepathic focus flowed outward smoothly like water.

Her energetic reserves hadn’t regenerated fully yet, limiting her high–resolution scanning radius to about five hundred yards.

Beyond that limit, she could only capture faint, distorted biological signatures.

Fortunately, when they were hauled through the village throat earlier, her mind had already perfectly indexed the entire spatial geography.

Slipping across the perimeter now, she verified the exact coordinates and locked the layout into her

memory core.

This included the structural blueprints of the active residences scattered around the sector. sector.

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Isabella moved with absolute precision, navigating the grid with lethal efficiency.

She had explicitly engineered the tactical simulation just to secure full operational mobility.

Leaving Brett behind actually maximized his survival metrics.

By casting herself as the serial killer while keeping him as the captive asset, the syndicate would drop ther guards, fully believing it was a harmless game.

Because at the end of the day, their primary target was Brett.

Or more accurately, Eugene.

Pinpointing the coordinates of the civilian residences, Isabella ghosted right up to the structures.

2:33 pm PNT

Chapter 79+ethal Comedic Delay

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Within a handful of minutes, she systematically laid down a series of lethal countermeasure traps outside, designed to stall any hostile pursuit for critical moments.

She executed these defenses entirely to safeguard the local farmilies.

If the mission went sideways and the cartel attempted to weaponize the villagers as human shields, they would walk straight into her kinetic triggers.

Denied any tactical breathing room, their only option would be an immediate retreat.

Isabella didn’t need the traps to hold them permanently; she just required a minor bottleneck delay.

Because that brief window gave her more than enough time to close the distance and snap their necks.

Then again…

Isabella narrowed her eyes slightly, her thoughts turning cold.

This timeline operated under a completely different baseline than her era.

This was a civilian society ruled by law.

Killing commoners carried a heavy criminal penalty.

Well, if an absolute termination wasn’t viable, rendering them permanently incapacitated would do just

fine.

Her expression remained perfectly flat.

These shooters should consider themselves incredibly lucky they were dealing with her current physical

constraints.

Otherwise, every single one of them would already be a corpse.

Maintaining her deadpan composure, she finalized the perimeter grid and immediately broke cover.

Just then, an operator monitoring the residential coordinates broadcasted back to the leader over the net, “Boss, the girl is cycling around the local structures; she hasn’t breached the doors, but it looks like she’s laying down some custom pranks.”

Hearing his scout’s tracking brief, the fierce–looking leader let out a mocking chuckle.

“Looks like Miss Powell is throwing her entire soul into the simulation.

“Under those parameters, don’t stress over it.

“Just keep a steady lock on her position and maintain operational security.

“And don’t you dare let the princess slip past your line.”

On the surface, the cartel leader had only leaked a few decoy coordinates to Isabella.

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