Shooting Champion

Saiō Takuma sat as usual in that room filled with white light, in his exclusive seat.

He slowly turned over another Tarot Card.

Saiō raised an eyebrow, a rare look of surprise appearing on his face.

"Aster's fate has been shaken?"

Through the fog of fate, he could clearly see that Aster Phoenix's future had changed.

One of his strongest enforcers, whose fate had been bound to the Light of Destruction, had now somehow strayed from his original path. His destiny had begun to blur, becoming unpredictable; even Saiō Takuma was starting to find it difficult to grasp.

But why?

Saiō frowned deeply and reshuffled the cards. He drew several more, laid them flat on the table, and calmly turned them over.

He stared at the Tarot Cards before him in silence for a long while.

"Revolver."

Saiō murmured.

"An utterly ordinary fate, presumptuously trying to block the wheel of destiny like a mantis holding back a chariot. The only outcome awaiting him was destruction—easy destruction, without a ripple, with nothing worth noticing."

That was how it should have been.

Yet now, he saw that this person had shaken Aster's fate.

One of the most crucial pieces under his command.

How was that possible?

He remained motionless amid the white light, silent as though deep in thought. Then a terminal communication alert interrupted him.

Saiō answered it. His younger sister, Saiō Misuchi, appeared on the other end of the video call.

"Misuzu, I happened to have something to discuss with you."

Saiō's expression was far from pleasant.

"It concerns the Hanoi Knights. You'll probably need to speed things up on your end."

Misuzu raised an eyebrow. "You seem uneasy, Brother. What happened?"

That was rare. She knew that her brother possessed the special power to foresee the future. For someone