Resonance (Jiyan x Fem!Reader x Calcharo)

Chapter 3 : Ghost Hounds

"It's a pleasure to finally meet the Leader of the Ghost Hounds in person." Your gaze remained unwavering as you displayed no sign of fear in front of the Ruthless Mercenary. "You know you're quite notorious in the Capital." you added, smirking, yet your eyes remained fixed on him.

"You haven't answered my question." Calcharo reiterated, pressing his blade against your throat, causing a trickle of blood to escape.

"I'm here to detain and question you about the actions of the Ghost Hounds in recent weeks. Reports have reached the Capital alleging that your group is not only mistreating the innocent but also exploiting and killing them." you stated firmly, your piercing glare reflecting your anger towards him.

Calcharo tightened his grip on his blade, feeling a surge of indignation at the disrespect shown towards the tarnished reputation of the Ghost Hounds by these impostors. He shifted his gaze towards the fake Mercenaries, his expression unreadable, yet the intent to kill them was unmistakable.

"I've been tracking these imposters for days now, turning down high-paying contracts in the process. The trouble and disruption they've caused me are worth a year's fortune, and I won't let it go unpunished." he declared coldly, each word cutting through the air like a sharp blade.

He observed you carefully, he couldn't sense the slightest hint of deception coming from you. Calcharo wasn't an idealist, he readily admitted to doing immoral things, however, treating innocent civilians harshly was never a part of his strategy.

"You hear me, officer?"

In response to your accusation, Calcharo scanned the fake mercenaries again, his cold smile slowly emerging.

"These..." he paused, his hand tightening on the hilt of his blade, "...are not my men. They're just frauds seeking profit and fame."

He stepped back, his blade leaving a trail of blood on your neck. and at the same time, his eyes never withdrawing on the fake Mercenaries.

"Your information is outdated, and I'll ensure these rats meet their end accordingly."

He approached the closest of the imposters and, without missing a beat, slashed his neck, sending blood splattering across the place, a clear show of what was to come.

Calcharo fixed his gaze back on you, the fervor in his eyes had not diminished.

"My dealings with the innocent have always been... profitable for them. I'm sure you'd understand. Unless you're here to throw me in prison, I'm afraid I'm not going anywhere, Officer."

The tension was thick, and the smell of blood permeated the air. One could clearly hear the heartbeats of the fake mercenaries, their fear now culminating in a frenzied desire to flee the situation.

But before the female bandit could make a move to escape, Calcharo grabbed her by the hair and swiftly plunged his blade into her stomach.

One by one, he ruthlessly killed all of them in front of you.

"Now, as I was saying." he lifted one blood-stained blade back towards Mei, "You've come to the wrong place. Your accusations are misguided, and your information is peculiarly outdated. Correct me if I'm wrong, but the Capital wouldn't be dumb enough to send only one officer to detain me, would they?"

He glanced at the body laying on the ground, the sight of so much blood painted a gruesome yet satisfying portrait to his mind.

"If you're smart, you'd go back to Jinzhou and remedy your mistake."

His voice resonated in the air brimmed with confidence and arrogance, a true pleasure of dominating such a situation.

"I hate it when someone points their filthy blade in my direction." you sarcastically exclaimed before deftly intercepting the attack aimed at his back. Calcharo's silver eyes widened as you swiftly defended him from an unforeseen blow. He briefly acknowledged your swiftness, impressed.