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 Chapter 97. Initiation (4)

THE NOVEL'S EXTRA

C97. Initiation (4)

Paolo Bettina Fermun and Vanessa Jeriel Fermun.

The two Fermun brother and sister were looking out of the window in Leolen Mansion’s hallway. They could see Siemens yelling at waiters in the garden below.

“...I hope it’ll go well.”

In truth, Venessa Fermun was the one who requested the Jeronimo Mercenary to assassinate Siemens. She did not want a dirty cockroach like him tarnishing the honor of their godfather.

“I’m sure it will. They’re the Jeronimo after all.”

“No... I think we provided too little compensation. What if they do things half-heartedly?”

To the infamous Jeronimo Mercenary, killing a member of the Italian Mafia was a trivial matter. Venessa Fermun didn’t offer that great of a reward either.

Of course, Venessa and Paolo Fermun considered taking the matter into their own hands, but they quickly changed their mind when they realized how big of a risk it entailed.

To the Mafia, killing a member of one’s own family was the most heinous crime. It was looked down upon even if it was through proper procedures, and Siemens was even an individual who gained the trust of the branch chief.

“What does Uncle Ezio see in that man?”

Venessa muttered with her teeth clenched. It was then.

She met eyes with Siemens through the window. Siemens looked at Vanessa with a lustful smile. The way his serpentine eyes scanned her grossed Vanessa out.

“Tsk... I hope the Jeronimo will show no mercy.”

Vanessa prayed inwardly.

“May he burn to ashes.”

**

“....”

I didn’t pull the trigger. It was because I saw a faint blue light surrounding the garden. If my eyes were correct, that should be a mana barrier, a defensive mechanism that blocked attacks from the outside.

Of course, it would have been stranger if there wasn’t any security for a Mafia family’s fellowship party.

Breaking that barrier... seemed possible. It didn’t look particularly strong.

Since the party hasn’t started yet, they probably had the intensity lowered to save mana.

The anti-magic attribute should be able to easily penetrate a mana barrier of that degree.

“Haa...”

I poured almost all of Stigma’s remaining magic power into the bullet, giving it the property of anti-magic.

Then, I took a deep breath.

Once I pulled the trigger, there would be no going back.

With my hands, I would be killing someone who I didn’t know to be human or Djinn.

However, it was a resolve I needed to make.

I needed to stay in this world for at least the next ten years.

During that time, I would need to kill many people. These murders would be by necessity.

As such, I needed to be more bold. My emotions needed to be worn down even more.