16 [1-16] Sophisticated and elegant (1/2)

Late at night, Adan and Jonas returned to their hideaway from a secret meeting with Night Python's liaison.

”d*mn it, you guys, you're making excuses. ......

An exasperated Adan closed the door roughly in frustration.

I reported on how the mission had gone wrong and accused him of bringing up the talisman, but he just shrugged it off, saying that it couldn't be true.

Adan and the others couldn't stand the thought that they were at fault, so they pleaded their case, but the matter was eventually dropped. The liaison seemed to have wanted to take the matter back to the office for further discussion, so the matter may have been brought up again later.

More importantly, let's talk about the next job.

”I know. I'll be ready first thing tomorrow.

That's when. They heard footsteps coming down the hallway.

Then there's a knock at the door.

”...... what?　Who is it?　At a time like this?

Adan asks Jonas in a quizzical whisper. Of course Jonas doesn't know.

”You live in the neighborhood, don't you?　You close your door too loudly at this hour.

”What a pain. ...... Hey, get out of here. You'd better cover it up.

”Tsk.

Jonas modestly clucked his tongue and quickly took off his traveling clothes to put on his normal clothes.

He then stood in front of the door and called out to someone who knocked.

”What can I do for you, ......?

”Curse bind.

Geez!

...... ”Lockpick.

Jonas fell down and the door unlocked itself almost simultaneously.

”......?

Adan shouted in astonishment.

Something impossible had happened.

Jonas, who was answering the door, was lying motionless. Behind him. He opened the door to reveal a small, black figure with all but his eyes covered, like an Eastern ninja.

But it's hard to mistake him for the person who just gave me a bad time just a few hours ago. The blonde girl sorceress. ”Iris of the Dragon's Throat. She's the one you two should've run from after your failed assault.

What are you doing here ......?

During their escape, the two of them hurriedly disappeared from sight and returned here through a more complicated path. Only a quicker and more skilled thief than the two of them could have caught up with them.

This is just a frontline ...... base, or at best a tchotchke.

”You!

”Curse bind.

Agh!

The moment he tried to draw his sword, Jonas was also rolled over. As soon as the girl used her magic, his limbs suddenly stiffened and he stopped listening to her.

Both Adan and Jonas had been adventurers at one time. However, they had never heard of a spell called ”Curse Binding”.

Their wisteria-colored eyes looked down at them without any emotion.

I've tracked you to their lair. We've had our fill. I don't expect much from you, but you're going to tell me what you know before you die.

You have no right to remain silent. You can choose to suffer and die, or you can vomit it all out and die without suffering.

...... <>

It's a good idea.

The silence of death filled the area.

You can find a hidden room at the back door of the exclusive ”Golden Bird” club in downtown El Talef.

The room is illuminated by moody lights, with pompous sofas, rich tables, and countless liquor cabinets.

The room is littered with dead bodies.

Minions. The bouncer. The prostitute I was just calling for. The merchant who had come to talk about his business. Everyone present was decapitated and killed by wind magic.

Everyone there was decapitated and killed by wind magic, except for Jaison, the middleman in charge of the city of El Talef in Night Python.

”Who are you ...... and why is this place ......?

Jaison groaned as a small hand tightened around his throat. His pierced face contorted in pain.

A muscular skinhead with tattoos all over his body, Jaison is a man who has made a name for himself as one of Night Python's most fearsome fighters.

But now he is on the verge of death, reaped by a lone girl, along with her minions.

Jaison's arms and legs were strapped together with restraints that he had brought with him for ”that kind of play” (they were women's sizes, but they had been forced on him, so they were digging into his flesh).

Even in this state, he should have no problem punching out a girl, but the handcuffs were too heavy and he couldn't lift his arms.

Jaison didn't know what he had done, but he knew that he had been weakened by a powerful debuffing spell.

I'm the one asking the questions. All you have to do is answer the questions.

”Aah!

The girl said coldly, and without hesitation, with the knife in her hand, she gouged out one of Jaison's eyes.

Jaison was terrified. Of all people, a girl a third of his age.

She was a sorceress, though her face was hidden by a black-robed thief-like figure. She sat coldly, her wisteria eyes glowing with madness as she looked down at Jaison.

--What the hell is this monster ......!

It's so strong it doesn't make sense, and it has no soul. It feels no mental restraint in harming others.

Even those who live in the underworld have to go through a few rough patches before they finally reach that point. This girl, however, has already reached that point.