Cron twisted his body as he unsheathed his sword.
Neatly, the blade struck Fairmind's body, cutting her in half.
Then, Cron landed safely, resheathing his sword after one flick.
"Wow, how mess is your looks, Countdime?" Cron stood up and looked to the side.
"Tch, they play gang! After all…” Countdime looked at his blood sword. “Someone learned my power by imbedding some kind of holy element!”
"Is it true?" Cron was surprised.
#Swing! Murrrr!
The eyes of the schimitar driven by chain aimed at Cron.
“Hup!” Cron drew the hilt of his sword.
#Ting! Murrr!
The Schimitar turned a corner, but…
#Srrrrr!
#Whiirl! Whirl!
Cron raised his sword to grab the chain. Automatically the tip of the schimar stopped and the chain spun around Cron's sword.
"Now!"
"Say no words!"
The Countdime concentrated, pointing his sword at Scarlett.
“Blood Disperse!”
The blood on the Countdime's blade spilled over and dripped onto the ground. Countdime's severed left hand reconnected. Countdime's splattered blood pooled back onto its owner. While her gunshot wounds are also healing. Countdime didn't seem to have any physical injuries.
As a replacement…
#Srreet… SLASSSHH!
Scarlett's left arm was severed, and the gunshot wound on the Countdime's body transferred to Scarlett. Not only that, Scarlett's right hand also suffered the same fate, and the gunshot wounds were accumulated.
So…
Bonus, who had trouble pulling the chain back because Cron was holding it. Bonus started preparing his second weapon.
But…
#Sheeesh.. Scratch!
The Countdime swung her sword that was getting longer and accumulating with blood. Until it reaches Bonus’s head Bonus.
#JRESSSSHHHHH!!
Bonus blood splattered around the audience, sending them running around in a panic.
"Wow! What a magnificent Countdime brother, hehe!” said Cron fawningly.
“Heh!” Countdime looked away and straightened his glasses. "This is nothing!"
As soon as three of them fell, the other twelve fell back.
The event then turned chaotic. Many drones are running around updating the status on their holograms.
“Status – Danger Level V”
Immediately, compact cars - black sedans were parked. Chaos began. More precisely random chaos and not directed. The procession at the Glimmerport Towncircle broke up.
(*Countdime reporting! Threat resolved. Cron help was accepted!*)
(*Thankfully. Here our negotiations were also successful. Em… the client of the Metroport Society alliance took a ten year long term agreement*)
Countdime turned to Cron. Cron looked sadly at his three comrades who had died horribly.
(*Mythril, I-I… I… killed comrade-*)
(*What are you talking about? They're here, anyway!*)
Countdime was surprised. Mythril explained in detail, that the two women Cron had Scheme forcibly teleported were from the Moonshed alliance. They carry two tools capable of detecting another security division team that was sabotaged in another dimension.
Hearing that, Countdime felt relieved. But…
“CRONNN!!! Why the hell didn't you say anything!?” Countdime grabbed Cron's collar with emotion. His eyebrows twitched up and down, his mouth showing an irritated smile. He brought his face closer to Cron's.
“W-woah… Countdime senior? I-I'm not interested in gay relationships you know!" Cron chattered apologetically.
“SHUT UP!!! Me neither! Uhh… forget it,” he added, “H-hey.. Cron… isn't it time for you to be clear, huh!? Or the victims will increase, you know!!!”
“Hiiii!” Cron was scared.
However…
Cron pointed at the bodies of Fairmind, Bonus, and Scarlett. Their blood turned black like shadows, then their bodies also gradually became the same. All immediately disappeared without a trace.
The Countdime put Cron down.
"Wait a minute, shadow?" Countdime looked back. “But, Didn’t Camilla-… Mythril said-“
“For that one…” Cron glanced to his right.
Suddenly…
A flock of doves swarmed around them. Someone's face began to appear from the crowd of pigeons.
“Hello… Countdime~ Looks like today… still on the side of the Wraith Sanctum, huh?”
The noble-looking woman then disappeared, and the swarm of doves left.
Countdime looked up into the night sky, watching the dove sadly go.
That night… the call of duty protecting hope, the beginning of the Wraith Sanctum treading on independent trading laws…
Has been successfully.
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At 01.30 am…
In a mansion located 10 km from Glimmeport Towncircle…
“The riots that took place at 08.00 pm are still happening in the Glimmerport Towncircle area. The riot had a random trigger, one of which was based on information from the leader of the Bear Fortress squad, Astrid Milicent, saying that this incident was triggered initially by the actions of the Gangsters-"
The 72 inch TV was turned off.
Everyone gathered in a luxurious room, cascading chandeliers like those used at elite gatherings, and a wide glass table filled with lots of food.
Everyone without restraining appetite enjoyed all the dishes. From snack dishes such as potato chips, various flavored cookie sticks, dozens of puddings and chocolate bars. Up to the main dish with two pots of broth, satay, seafood, fried chicken with honey spices, to the exclusive and highest quality void beef which is used for barbecue.
Even the number of sofas is not stingy, at least every two people get a soft and classy sofa. Everyone drank until their stomachs exploded.
Everyone without holding back, except…
“Ariri, Dina, why are you guys only drinking juice? Try them all!” Lady Montana Baldevere, leader of the Wraith Sanctum, embraces two Moonshed women to join in on the success.
"Y-yes... we're full, isn't that right, Ariri?" Dina looked at the woman with chubby cheeks.
Ariri stretched out her hand and took a handful of pudding and opened them one by one. “What did you say just now?”
(This greedy bunny!?) Dina gritted her teeth, looking resignedly at Ariri.
Cron then sat between the two women from the Moonshed alliance.
"I didn't think that we would have a reunion!" Cron put his arm around the two women.
“KYAAAHHH~!” Diana refused. “T-traitor!? D-don't get close to me!?”
Dina's eyes were blinded by hatred and revenge. This time Dina really refused Cron.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire room became silent.
.
.
"Excuse me, I need to go to the toilet." Dina immediately lifted herself from that place.
Cron scratched his cheek with his right ring finger.
“Hey, Cron, you seem to be… having a hard time?” Stitch, muscular and bearded, cool uncle, finally opened his mouth.
Cron sighed. "Well, that doesn't matter,"
“Se-senior, p-please forgive Dina! Th-it's not what senior thinks. S-she…” Ariri lowered her head and put on a sad face. “She just needed some time...”
Everyone cast glances at Cron who was full of sensational and sensitive questions.
#Plop!
Lady Baldevere clapped once.
"Well, well, before I read out the next agenda, it would be nice if we heard a brief discussion about the flow of events earlier, okay?"
Everyone turned to one another, confirming opinions.
"Yeah... I need some options too, Baldevere," said Fairmind, the woman with long, simple pigtails raised her hand.
Suddenly Ariri stood up raising her hand. “Would it be fine if we heard? We're the Moonshed alliance you know?”
Dina, just now, had returned even though she preferred standing rather than sitting near Cron. She looked at Baldevere seriously. "May I?"
One of Baldevere's colleagues was about to protest and objected, Scheme. But Baldevere told him to be patient.
"It doesn't matter ladies. The security service agreement with you is still counted up to the next two agendas, hahaha!”
#Fuiitfuiiutt~
Everyone laughed except Cron when Bonus blew his whistle. However… all of a sudden all fell silent when Baldevere made a pose for her hand, a sign to stay them calm.
Baldevere said in a suspiciously low voice. "However, we also won't hesitate to defend our territory if Moonshed tries to spread salt when we are injured, you know!" She then turned to Cron. "You know? For a year your former Moonshed member, Cron Belloc, has done a great job for us!”
At those words, Ariri's ears drooped and her face became less excited. While Dina looked away.
“E-eeh?” Baldevere was shocked. “A-am I exaggerating?”
"How immature is our leader, really?" Countdime sipped his coffee while reading the newspaper.
"That's why you’ve been left by your boyfriend, Montana~" Scarlett babbled
“S-Scarlett!”
"Look who said 'works really well' while she herself is actually sleeping while watching dramas, Oopps let slip…." Fairmind drank a beer as she quipped.
“Fairmind! W-we’ve talked about this, right!?”
All of her colleagues turned on Baldevere's verbal attacks. The graceful and cool woman's face now looks ridiculous and tries to look elegant. Her left eyebrow twitched to hold her irritated face.
Until…
“Milady…”
“M-mythril, you defended me, right?”
Myhtril closed her eyes while holding Beldevere's shoulder. “Unfortunately… that's true. Please forget your speech…”
“Mythrillllll!!” Baldevere covered her face in embarrassment.
Now the atmosphere is back to lively as before.
About a few minutes…
The only person who was asleep was now starting to wake up from her couch.
A woman with twin buns pigtails.
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