Chapter 33 Stage play! ~Ask for a monthly ticket~)
The 20-meter-long lightsaber swept forward.
The [Sword of Dawn], which has been upgraded twice in a row, now has cutting power above the level of a chariot.
When facing the dozen or so people in front of him, the lightsaber swept past without any stagnation.
Or to be precise...
Destroy everything!
The dozen or so people were full of greed, with malicious expressions frozen directly on their faces.
Jason continued to move forward.
Tread, step.
Jason walked through the circle of more than ten people in front of him. When he walked out of the gate of the park in the middle of the street, behind him, a red line appeared on the bodies of the more than ten people.
Then, this red line expanded involuntarily.
Then
Puff, puff!
More than a dozen streaks of scarlet liquid rose into the sky, then turned into little raindrops and fell.
The first ray of dawn shines on these raindrops.
Their colors became brighter and brighter, like strange blooming fireworks, welcoming Jason's departure.
The tall figure didn't pause at all.
There is only the sound of firm footsteps moving forward.
Tread, step.
The sound of dense raindrops could not help but sound accompanied by such footsteps. At this time, Kuya came back to his senses.
What just happened?
That's... a sword?
Kuya looked down at the body on the ground that was exuding a malicious aura just now, but now turned cold. She stared blankly at the figure that was getting away. The scarlet red filled her vision, but the deep black seemed to
Eternal and unchangeable, it is like a completely black painting that has been splashed with red paint. The paint slowly flows down the canvas, but it cannot cover up the original black at all.
Bask in the first rays of morning sunshine.
Wearing blood-red black, it is also so... radiant!
Kuya couldn't help but be attracted by this strange beauty.
She was so shocked that she was immersed in this cruel beauty.
She didn't come back to her senses until Jason's figure was about to disappear.
"etc……"
Subconsciously, Kuya wanted to catch up.
But when she rushed to the entrance of the street park, a clear slash pattern appeared on the concrete walls on both sides of the street park, which had no gate.
It's like cutting tofu with a knife.
Boom!
The walls on both sides collapsed, causing dust to fly.
When the dust settled, Kuya had already lost sight of Jason.
Kuya looked at the direction Jason left with a sense of loss. After a moment, she came back to her senses, took out her communicator and dialed a number.
About 3 minutes later, a mobile team belonging to the 'Holy Snake Society' appeared here.
They silently cleaned up the mess and began to trace the origin of these corpses as ordered.
An hour later, a clue appeared in the secret stronghold of the 'Holy Snake Society'.
Kuya, who had been waiting for a long time, directly picked up the report note.
"Hephaestus Bar?"
Kuya whispered in a low voice, and then showed the note in his hand to Sicott and Lessius.
The two C-level personnel of the 'Holy Snake Society' had already learned from Kuya's mouth what had just happened, and they all became serious at this time.
Because, they found that things seemed to be far more complicated than they imagined.
However, some things cannot be changed.
For example: the habits of Lysius and Sicotte.
"I haven't heard of it. You know, my free time is at home playing games."
Lessius gave up after one look.
He is very familiar with the new games released this year, but he has never been to a bar. There is no place to play games while drinking and dancing.
"I don't know either. You know, I often go to clubs."
The white-haired Sicott smiled a little shyly.
Men, you must do it from the beginning to the end!
When you are a teenager, you like someone who is twenty years old, then... that will remain the same throughout your life!
Kuya looked at the two of them and her breathing became rapid again.
She really wanted to ask how these two colleagues got into the 'Holy Snake Society' and became C-level personnel!
If the ‘Holy Snake Society’ were all people like this, how could the ‘Holy Snake Society’ not be finished?
right!
There must be members who are as dedicated as she is to achieve the glory of the 'Holy Snake Society'.
"Isn't the supervisor back yet?"
Kuya glanced at the note again, wrote down the address, and asked directly.
The previous meeting gave her a smell of danger.
She needs a temporary partner.
The director of the 'Holy Snake Society' in Angcheng is naturally the best choice.
"There are too many forces, individuals, and supervisors responsible for monitoring everything in Angcheng. It is impossible for them to appear in a short time."
Kuya frowned after hearing Sicott's answer.
But it was helpless.
The behavior of the 'Holy Snake Society' is destined to be impossible for them to be as upright as the 'Shelter'. Each of them has their own identity hidden, which is naturally a good protection in normal times, but at this time, it has changed.
It is extremely restrictive and requires more energy to achieve the same effect as the 'shelter'.
This is because there are many D-class personnel helping.
Otherwise...it is simply an impossible task.
Sighing slightly in her heart, Kuya looked at the two colleagues in front of her.
She plans to choose one to be her partner.
But before she could speak, she saw Sicotte standing up unsteadily.
"I'm old, and the world already belongs to you young people!"
After saying that, Cicotte turned around and walked out.
And Lessius followed closely behind.
"I need to complete my 3062-day record of staying up all night."
Leaving such words behind, Lessius disappeared from sight in a flash.
The swaying Cicotte also disappeared.
Looking at the empty stronghold, Kuya couldn't help but grit his teeth, and the angry voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"asshole!"
"Two bastards!"
Sicott, who had already walked out of the secret stronghold, and Lessius stood outside the door, looking at each other with a smile on their faces.
"Oh, I escaped again."
"Kua probably called us bastards again."
Lessius sighed.
"Yeah, it's not easy."
"Originally, I was optimistic about d1314. When he gets promoted, I can feel more relaxed. Unfortunately, he directly became the contact person of the 'abnormal'. Alas."
Cicotte also sighed.
And the same sigh narrowed the distance between the two.
"Go get a drink?"
"I know a tavern that's open 24 hours a day."
Cicotte suggested.
"No, I'm going to complete my 3062-day all-night record."
Lessius refused.
"You're not talking about an excuse?"
The gray-haired Sicotte was very surprised.
"no."
"It can only be said to be half true and half false."
"Who knows if it's true or false?"
Lessius said with a smile.
"yes."
"Who knows if it's true or false?"
"We are just messing around and being comfortable one day at a time."
Sicotte nodded in agreement.
Then, the two of them stared at each other for a moment, then expressed their respect for each other.
"I hope I can see you next time."
"You too, be careful."
"Well, take care."
The two parted at the door.
Lessius comes home liver game.
Cicotte went to the club to feel the warmth.
They choose the way that suits them best for the final relaxation.
Because they have all already felt the pressure before the war.
Kuya also had a similar feeling, but it was far less clear than Lessius and Cicotte, because most of her energy was attracted by the so-called 'Claw 13'.
Kuya doesn’t have any clues about ‘Claw 13’.
Therefore, she had to start from the 'Hephaestus Bar'.
She has confirmed that those who appeared in the park in the middle of the street got the information there.
Similarly, she can be sure that d1314 did not leak the information, and there is no problem in any aspect of her aspect.
That leaves only one possibility
What went wrong with 'Claw 13'.
Or is there something wrong with the 'masked man'?
But no matter which one it is, it is her chance to find 'Claw 13'.
When she thought of seeing that deep, tall figure again, Kuya couldn't help but speed up her steps.
It has no other meaning.
She is just curious.
Curious where ‘Claw 13’ comes from.
Curious about the relationship between ‘Claw 13’ and ‘Mask Man’.
I'm also curious... what's going on with that dazzling sword.
Is it with the help of ‘abnormal items’?
Or am I just an ‘abnormal’?
With many questions, Kuya appeared in front of the 'Hephaestus Bar'.
This bar is located indoors near the sewer area. Unlike the neat city center, this place has become deserted, dilapidated, and the buildings are extremely old. In layman's terms, this is: a slum area.
The 'Hephaestus Bar' is located at the intersection of the civilian area and the slum area. It is an independent building. From the outside, it looks like an old building, but the inside is relatively clean.
"Sorry, our business hours are closed."
"If you want something to drink, please come tonight."
Facing Kuya who pushed the door open, the bartender said expressionlessly.
Kuya ignored this and strode towards the bar.
"Street Park."
"'Mask Man'."
"'Claw 13'."
Kuya reported these words.
The bartender in front of me was still expressionless.
"Ma'am, I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Then why don't you ask the gentleman hiding behind the wine rack to talk to me?"
Kuya interrupted the bartender.
She looked directly at the wine cabinet filled with various liquors.
Although the wine cabinet was airtight, she could clearly hear the breathing behind the wine cabinet.
Some heavy breathing!
"Madam, I don't know what you are talking about, please leave!"
The bartender's face darkened, and his tone became unpleasant.
Moreover, his palm has already touched the side of the bar.
There is a shotgun there.
"Okay, Tower."
"Let this lady come in."
"Also, you can get off work."
A hoarse voice sounded from behind the wine cabinet.
"Yes, sir."
The bartender bowed respectfully. The etiquette was a bit strange, and what was even more strange was that the bartender's lips moved slightly.
Kuya, who is not very proficient in lip reading, can only roughly distinguish words such as "What a long live".
Click!
There was a sound of gears turning under the floor.
A room appeared behind the wine cabinet.
A man covered in brown linen was sitting there. There were empty wine bottles on the floor. The whole room was filled with an unpleasant smell of alcohol. Even in the bar, Kuya could feel the smell of alcohol coming towards his face.
This made her immediately give up the idea of getting closer, and just walked around the bar, standing in front of the wine cabinet and looking at him.
Thick brown linen covered the other person's face, but judging from the way he was sitting, he was not tall, his body should be a bit stooped, and his voice was hoarse, so he must be an old man.
But it was such an old man who gave Kuya a sense of oppression.
Just sitting there without moving made Kuya feel like he was seeing a high mountain.
The other party must be in a high position!
Kuya, who has had similar experiences, is very sure of this.
"Hello."
Kuya maintained decorum.
"Hello, Ms. Kuya."
The other party responded.
This surprised Kuya.
Although her identity will no longer be a secret when she becomes the person in charge of this follow-up 'contact' operation, the fact that her information can be found so quickly when she only shows her face is enough to explain the old man in front of him.
There are no less powerful forces in Ang City than the 'Shelter' and the 'Holy Snake Society', but then Kuya came back to her senses. She chuckled and said: "As expected, you are the one who found the whereabouts of the 'Mask Man'. You didn't hide anything."
But you."
It's obviously a compliment, and who doesn't like compliments?
Especially when you want to get more information, compliments are best.
Unfortunately, the old man opposite didn't seem to accept this idea at all.
Just stare at Kuya.
The shadow under the hood covered his entire face, including his eyes.
But Kuya felt the gaze watching from the shadow.
She felt a tingle, and just when she was about to say something to relieve the pressure, the old man opposite let out a hoarse laugh.
"I didn't find him."
"He found us."
said the old man.
us?
Kuya grasped the key words keenly.
Then, she did not speak, because the old man in front of her said to himself: "We have known the name of the 'Mask Man' for a long time, just like they did in the legend."
"We have been unable to confirm their existence."
"But the appearance of the 'masked man' allowed us to confirm them."
"They actually exist!"
"We want to touch the legend, because we don't want to live in their shadow. We just need a voice, but..."
As he said that, the old man laughed again.
The hoarse laughter was full of hoarseness.
"We misjudged their power and their methods."
There was a touch of crying in the hoarse voice.
That’s right, crying!
Kuya had never thought that the old man in front of him, who was obviously in a high position, would cry like this in front of a stranger like her.
Moreover, the cries are filled with... fear!
Yes, fear!
Listen to that trembling cry!
If it wasn't fear, why would there be such a sound?
Unconsciously, Kuya was affected and swallowed.
"who are they?"
Kuya asked.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled.
Because, at this moment, her voice was no longer pleasant, but had become hoarse due to nervousness.
"Legend has it that there is a group of walkers in the darkness at night in Ang City. They control the city. In this city, anyone who defies their will will be destroyed by their claws, even if you seem to be
So do the rulers of cities."
"Because, this city has only one true ruler!"
"They ensure the operation of Angcheng, and they maintain the balance of Angcheng!"