Chapter 240: Midnight Secret Rendezvous (2)

Chapter 240: Midnight Secret Rendezvous (2)[As expected.]

“...”

Victoria Evatrice stared at the person on the other end of the crystal ball with an unusual frown on her brows.

Then again, anyone would show such a reaction if they were to hear such a casual response, especially after hearing the content of her report.

“...Why are you acting as if you knew all this would happen?”

Hearing her grumble, the person at the other end of the crystal ball, Marquis Bogut, let out a chuckle.

[Well, I’d recommend you to just accept your defeat now.]

“...What?”

[You don’t know about this since you haven’t been involved with him prior to this, but the moment you’re trying to compete with him in something that’s related to the ‘Devils’, you’re already lost.]

“...”

His answer only got Victoria’s frown to grow deeper.

“...I’ve never lost in a competition of killing someone.”

[Well...]

Like usual, a smile was plastered on Marquis Bogut’s face. But, it wasn’t his usual smile, it was more like a sneer than anything.

[Then, this is going to be your first time. He’s definitely going to do it faster than you.]

Victoria’s frown grew even deeper than before, but Bogut wasn’t done yet.

[...Although, there’s a very high chance that she won’t ‘die’ in the literal sense.]

“...What does that even mean?”

[If I were to explain it to you, I'd actually get punished by the Imperial Law.]

“...?”

[Ah, pardon me for that. You’ve never gone through the Beastkin’s coming-of-age ritual, right? That means you’re still a child. Well, by age and Imperial Law, you should be an adult...]

“...I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Victoria tilted her head and soon cleared her throat before she continued.

“...In any case, if I actually manage to kill her, the matter will turn into a big deal. It’s definitely going to affect both the Holy Land and the Empire.”

Since, according to the intel she received, Seras was the closest person to the Pope, the matter would probably turn into a bigger deal than expected.

Her reporting to the Marquis like this showed her professionalism. She didn’t want to make her client be swept in the aftermath of her actions.

“I’ll give you a proper report afterwards, so don’t wor—”

[No, I don’t need it.]

Marquis Bogut said indifferently.

[I still have my dignity. At least enough to respect others’ privacy.]

“...?”

She still didn’t understand what in the world this person had been talking about.

But either way, she had to do what she had to do. Because she wasn’t the type of person who’d go back on her words.

...She won’t be an easy opponent.

Her hostility towards her sister aside, she was still able to evaluate the capability of this opponent of hers cool-headedly.

Just like her, she was also one of the only two people who could be called as the best assassins in the continent. No matter how much advantage she had, killing someone like that wouldn’t be an easy matter.

So, she decided that the first thing she needed to do was to gather data about her opponent.

...I believe she’s in the next building.

As she was recalling the location of Seras’ room, she made her preparations.

After that was done, she left through the window, her movements almost like that of a bird’s.

.

With each step, her tiny body glided through the air for several meters—it seemed like she was walking in the air. Despite this, there was almost no noise being produced by her.

“...”

And as she continued to glide through the air...

She ended up recalling something...

About the person who taught her these things and the person she used to train with...

The dense forest she used to live with that person, back when they were children, the friends she once had, and—

...No.

Now, everything was in the past.

Because her entire hometown vanished thanks to the mistake that damn woman might have made.

Victoria thought so, clenching her teeth tightly.

...And yet she dares to flirt around with someone from the Empire...

The sight of her sister acting cutely, as if she could give all her being to that Dowd guy just a while ago, still remained in her memory.

And because of that...

She became closer to the Devil. It was to the point that the Devil became her conversational partner, a good thing for someone without a single friend like her.

The way she said the next words was proof of how well they got along.

“Wouldn’t it be nice for you to get to know Mr. Dowd better through this opportunity?”

For context, currently, Faenol was in the middle of chasing Dowd’s ‘presence’.

An easy task for her to do, since she was able to easily remember someone’s ‘Magic Power’s Wavelength’ and use that to track his location, thanks to her natural talent in handling Magic Power.

A secret rendezvous late at night...

Such a situation would match the mood of the ‘match’ she was about to propose to him. She thought so while giggling.

[...No.]

A blunt answer came from inside her.

Seeing the Red Devil acting shyly like that, Faenol just laughed at her—to her dismay—and when she was about to say something, the Red Devil interrupted her.

[Besides, that man is going to be caught up in big trouble soon.]

“...What?”

[Sure, he has the Seal and all, but there’s no way good things would happen if a human is involved with the Devils so deeply like that. Trouble will naturally come his way.]

She said so while letting out a long sigh.

It was clear that she was trying to say that something bad would happen to Dowd soon, but Faenol just tilted her head instead of responding.

[...Did you even hear what I just said?]

“I did. I just ignored you.”

[...]

“Well, Mr. Dowd isn’t someone who’d die so easily, so it’ll be fine. My only concern right now is that I don’t want the others to beat me to ‘it’... That’s why, I’ll put in a lot of ‘effort’...”

[Effort?]

“Yeah.”

Faenol nodded calmly.

“He had saved me once, so I should save him once too.”

Even if she had to risk her life in doing so.

Even if she had to devote her everything to him.

[...Whatever, you do you.]

They shared one mind, so the Red Devil knew that persuading her would never work.

So, she just said those words with a snort. Hearing that, Faenol just threw another smile before continuing to walk again.

[By the way, what kind of match are you going to propose to him?]

However, even though they shared a single mind, the Red Devil just couldn’t know everything. There were some matters that she was bound to not know unless Faenol told her the answer, like this particular matter.

“Se-cret-”

[...]

“You’ll know about it. I bet you’ll love it once it starts.”

[...I’m a little scared now...]

While they were having such a conversation, Faenol had reached just around the corner of the place where she could feel Dowd’s wavelength. She could clearly feel that he was close.

...Huh? This isn’t his room, is it?

‘What is he doing in someone else's room at this time?’ Faenol thought so before raising her hand to knock on the door.

But, the moment she heard the sound coming from inside, she immediately stopped what she was about to do.

The sound she heard was the sound of some things ‘hitting’ each other intensely.

To be exact, the sound of flesh hitting another flesh.

Not only that, she could also hear something that was similar to moans.

“...”

[...]

Faenol and the Red Devil went silent at the same time.

Because there was only one thing that came to their mind when hearing that kind of sound.

“...Uh.”

The silence persisted for quite a while before Faenol finally said something in a subdued voice.

"Did someone else come up with a similar idea to mine?"

[...A...similar idea...to yours...?]

“You know, the content of the match I wanted to propose.”

The way she said it so seriously made the Red Devil hold the back of her head in an instant.