Chapter 35

“Ah, ah… I never liked killing… never fond of taking someone’s life…It makes my mood strange…but I guess, killing really runs in my blood…” Standing on a building's roof, a black-clothed figure that looks as if he was completely assimilated into the darkness muttered. “Though, if my sister heard what I said… she would surely be in a festive mood…”

Wearing a tail-coat, a pair of white gloves and a plain white mask, the youth closed his eyes as he feels the passing breeze.

Cold… my heart shares the same coldness…

The Mask has a pair of downward crescent slit for eyes and large grim-like smile. With strange heterochromatic eyes that seemed devoid with any emotions, he surveyed the whole place, like a sovereign looking down at his creations.

Death… feels cold…

“Just like how the weather changes suddenly… I have to continue living… and survive.” The man in black coldly said as his finger gently touched the ashey gray hair that was lifted by the night breeze.

His cold voice which is not loud yet it carries a hint of disappointment and mockery.

Just like the usual…

From that height, he could see the entrance of the Demonic Pleasure House and the Grand Demon Pavilion. At this moment, it was the peak time for the restaurants and the brothel. The flow of customers came and went like an endless stream from the Grand Demon Pavilion. Although the Demonic Pleasure House had fewer customers, most that went out were refined high ranking and seemingly power Demonic Warriors.

Cian stood there motionlessly. All along, his eyes never left the entrance of the Grand Demon Pavilion. He had great patience and could continuously wait for that person.

His left hand lightly clenched and Imagis Realis who was in the gauntlet form, wriggled like it was a living being, seemingly excited for some unknown reason, all while brimming with killing intent.

At last, after watching dozen people entering and exiting for more than half an hour, his target finally appeared. One of the most trusted subordinates of Duke Rabilla—a red-skinned demon named; Pufaros!

A large demon with a beer bully and boar-like face almost look like a classic Orc.

Cian’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the guys following around Pufaros, around three people. Laughing and giving expressions of mockery to the people passing by. As a side note, they seemed to be quite a tyrant in the West District of the Imperial Capital as no one dared to make eye to eye with them. It looks like they are wearing an invisible dog tag that only idiots can see to show that they own the entire place—

Fools!

As Cian kept watching, the young women who were in charge of receiving the customers at the entrance saw the group coming out, they suddenly straightened. None of them dared to take a breath. The stupid pig walked to a young woman, pinched her white and delicate face, and cursed, “You, fucklet! Are you a vampire?! Tell me, who’s going to come if they are welcomed by you! Give me a smile! Ah?! You didn’t hear me?”

The young woman shuddered and hurriedly said, “Ye-yes, m, my lord. I understand my mistake.”

Hm… seeing this situation isn’t the Demon World quite similar to the Human World…?

Full of trash… just what are the cleaning agents doing? Are they just eating the wages they are receiving?

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Stupid nobles and their superiority complex…!

Pufaros lewdly smiled. “Recognizing your mistake, that’s good. Tonight after you finished your work, come to my house. I will properly teach you. I must let know what you should do from now on.”

A frightened gleam was reflected from woman’s eyes. “Please! M, My Lord, I-I know my mistake. Forgive me!” Her knees went soft, almost kneeling on the ground.

Pufaros’ boar’s face grabbed her by the collar. He angrily shouted, “Your mother! You’re courting death. Attending me is your once in a lifetime great fortune. Since you’re unwilling, you can go to hell!” He raised his hand and was about to wave it down toward the young woman’s face when he suddenly felt his hand being stopped forcefully.

“Your mother! Who dares to obstruct me?” He turned back while cursing. What appeared behind him was a middle-aged woman who had grab onto his hand. The woman wasn’t necessarily pure. She appeared majestic, but her eyes were like those of a vulture. Seeing this man, Pufaros immediately soften down and hurriedly smiled apologetically. “M, Ms. Urk, I didn’t think it was you. This little girl didn’t want to give me any face. I just want to give her a lesson!”

The middle-aged woman snorted and said, “I should give you a lesson instead. When will you change your loathsome character? A rabbit doesn’t eat the grass by its own burrow. You want to play with some women, just go to a brothel to find one. If you keep making trouble inside the Pavilion, I’ll just go inform Boss and let her stop you. Could it be that you don’t know that what the Boss dislikes the most is anything affecting the vitality of her staffs? Although the three of us are managers, if you provoked the Boss’ anger, we will be unable to defend you. Furthermore, Boss allowed me to admonish you.”

“Ad, admonish? What are you talking about sister?” Pufaros retroceded, trembling.

“… It seems like you did a troublesome work behind our back.” The middle-aged woman’s vulture’s eyes narrowed and seem to be piercing in anger. “… You bastard! The Boss told you not to touch the ‘Coal’—if anyone knows what you did, our group would be the one suffering the grave consequences later on!”

“B, Big sis, I, I did not—”

“Save yourself from lying, Pufaros! Her Majesty is already on the move, if I were you, I would be taking it low and hides for quite some time. No matter how clean you imagine it, a speck of dust will always be left; your death will be in vain.”

Hearing the middle-aged woman reprimanded him, although his heart was resentful, he didn’t dare say much. “B, big sister, the matters that happen inside the Pavilion today wasn’t much of my fault. I’m going out. In the future, I’ll take note of what you said.”

The middle-aged woman lightly nodded and spoke, “Go! Behave properly and do not be too provocative. Boss said that I can substitute for you, so come back a bit earlier.” then, she sneered, “You are fortunate that you made a move in this time… most of Her Majesty’s force is concentrated in the Alkrathias due to war—but it’s better if you lay low for now—

Pufaros ugly pig face cramped up into a smile uglier than a cry. “Then, I’m going. A brothel, just to a brothel.” Saying so, he used his hand to repeatedly beat his plump chest. Following the streets, he proceeded towards the south.

However, the middle-aged woman’s face that was looking at Pufaros back didn’t die down instead, a heavy and dark expression came into her. “That idiot…!” She gritted her teeth. “The Boss had told us not to touch anything related to the Royal Family and yet… tsk, bastard…”

“… too bad, his connection to the other nobles was actually quite useful… but,” the middle-aged woman turned her head and look at the roof of one of the tall buildings in the area. It was empty and nothing eye catching but…

She was certain that there was something out there just now…

Although she can’t see anything but the feeling of that cold piercing killing intent, even if the one emitting was trying to hide it as much as he can but, for someone like her, it wasn’t something she would overlook it!

[ Royal Assassin Corps ] Boss had once told me about them. It was a secret force under the Empress that no one aside from the Empress knows of their existence. Even Boss had paid quite a lot just to make sure of this rumor…

Was he one of them…?

“…it seems like Her Majesty had already find out. As expected of Her Majesty, so fast it was scary…!”

The middle-aged woman frowned. “This is already way above what Boss had said that Her Majesty is capable of… there should be no solid proof, in fact, judging from how Pufaros usually work, even a small clue would be hard to come by… and yet, she is moving already, huh… need to report this to the Boss…”

Meanwhile, Pufaros and his group were humming a few notes of a song while planning which brothel house he will visit to find women today. Just now, he was given a lesson by the middle-aged woman and still had a bellyful of fire. ‘How can I be comfortable if I don’t let it flow out somewhere?’ He turned to a corner and went into a narrow and small alley. He was highly familiar with the terrain of this district.

By going through this place, he will arrive at the best brothel.

When he did so, Cian who was following him smiled.

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