Bang!
He gently blew away the blue smoke curling from the muzzle.
Watching the person fall amid the crowd in the distance, the man standing by the window smiled faintly. He withdrew the revolver resting against the windowsill, then used his raised pinky to lightly draw the half-open curtains together.
Screams and furious shouts rose one after another. Blood replaced the sunset hidden behind the clouds... Yes, this was the color this street ought to have.
Still, those militiamen had been unexpectedly weak. He had thought more people would die, yet quite a few bullets had merely grazed past their scalps.
Could they not bring themselves to pull the trigger?
But he did not believe those rioters would spare them.
An evil smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
The show had officially begun!
A languid female voice came from the bed not far away.
"What terrible taste. Couldn't you have done it secretly?"
The man shook his head and spoke unhurriedly.
"Too slow... Do you know that feeling? A movie is clearly at its climax, yet someone presses pause. The powder keg is right there, the fuse has already been inserted, but no one dares light it... The Alliance is the same. Those nobles are the same. So is Mr. Fang Ming."
His name was Rhine. He came from the Bugra Free State and was a professional mercenary, as well as an Awakened. The woman behind him was named Serit, an assassin from the Dagger Gang in the slums outside the city.
The Bugra Free State had been making arrangements in Boulder City for a long time.
Lord Sigma was very interested in something here. At a crucial moment, that thing could help them break free from their suzerain state's control.
The Great Rift's protection was both a