To Be a Power in the shadows part 2

chapter 98

When I woke up, I found Outlaw City in an uproar.

Even though it is time for day to break, it is still dark outside, the red moon is still hanging in the sky, and ghouls are going berserk on the streets.

This is......

Could this possibly be......

"It must be the 'Rampage'......"

The all-important keyword that that person who called herself Milia mentioned. Her prediction had come true.

It seems that an emergency meeting has been called to session at the base to determine the magic swordsmen's response.

I, however, sneak out of the base and stand atop a high building, having put on my jet-black longcloak.

"Finally, this moment has come......!"

Without doubt, this...... is the real deal.

This is a real life, nay, a larger than life vampire event!

I chuckle profoundly from behind my mask while making my jet-black longcloak flutter.

So the keywords this time are 'Red Moon,' 'Rampage,' and 'Queen of Blood'......

Oh, and there's also that Ancient Vampire Hunter character. I would very much love to make contact with her again during this event.

It would probably be very difficult, but I've got to set things up towards the most fun route.

This flow of events seems to indicate that the Queen of Blood is going to be the final aim.

Which means I can mess up the Red Tower and loot it during the commotion. Two birds with one stone. As for everything else, I can just maintain a high level of flexibility and play by the ear.

Nee-san still hasn't made it back yet. But she's a tough lady, so I'm sure she'll be fine.

So then, let's go hunt some ghouls while spreading word of the event.

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The Magic Swordsmen Guild has lost the initiative.

Even though the gathered first-rate magic swordsmen are managing to hold the rampaging ghouls back, the sheer number of ghouls, on top of their strengthened state due to the Red Moon, gives the magic swordsmen no choice but to retreat.

"Iron Arm Glein has also been wounded! We're drawing back!"

"You fucktards! You guys are supposed to hold that position!Who the fuck is going to take your place?!"

"Like we give a fuck! We've got someone injured here! Or what, are you telling us to die?!"

The magic swordsmen on the large street that find themselves encircled by ghouls are desperately putting up resistance, but the seemingly endless flood of ghouls is steadily whittling them down.

"Everyone! Please do not make arbitrary decisions by yourselves!"

Claudia, the elite staff member in charge of leading this mission to subjugate the Queen of Blood, is shouting at the top of her lungs. But morale is scraping rock bottom, and the front line collapsing is now merely a matter of time.

The street is already buried under piles of ghoul corpses.

As expected of magic swordsmen skilled enough to be accepted for this mission, the individual strength of each and every one of them is overwhelming in comparison to ghouls.

However, none of them imagined such an enormous number of ghouls to descend onto them.

This is surely a crime that's been planned and prepared for over a very long period of time.