In the Imperial Capital, there was a feared assassination unit—Night Raid.
They were an assassination group affiliated with the Revolutionary Army opposing the Empire. Within the Imperial Capital, Night Raid's members were responsible for gathering intelligence and eliminating Imperial officials designated as targets. However...
"This won't do! We can't get any reconnaissance work done lately!"
A woman with disheveled blond hair complained as she vigorously clawed at her own hair.
"The Imperial Capital's defenses are far too tight right now. What a headache!"
Hearing the blond woman's complaint, the woman seated in the main seat, with short silver hair and a metal prosthetic for a right arm, frowned slightly.
"Because of that Reaper?"
"That's right, him!"
The mention of that "Reaper" immediately infuriated the blond woman. Starting some time ago, people had gradually begun dying throughout the Imperial Capital. Among them were members of the Security Force, merchants, officials, and ministers. At first, people suspected Night Raid, but they soon discovered that the other party operated completely differently from Night Raid.
Though Night Raid claimed to carry out assassinations, they were essentially just killers. They did conceal themselves somewhat before acting, but once they struck, people immediately noticed. Put simply, Night Raid's so-called assassination operations consisted of hiding, charging in headfirst, and then running for their lives.
But that so-called "Reaper" was different. It was even doubtful whether such a person truly existed. Furthermore, unlike Night Raid, the Reaper did not choose targets when they were alone or wait for the right opportunity. On the contrary, they seemed to exist everywhere, at every moment.
Their targets could not escape death, whether they were under heavy protection or completely alone.
There had even been a Security Force official who was leading a squad of soldiers through an intersection in broad daylight