At the street corner of Saint Derain Square, the night was quiet. Two gunshots had failed to shatter the heavy silence.
Through the thin nighttime mist, Shade saw his opponent collapse to the ground. He blew across the muzzle of the Luger Revolver in his hand and was about to fire again when he suddenly sensed an extremely faint force trying to seize control of the firearm in his hand. Naturally, he would not let go, and his opponent clearly lacked the ability to forcibly take the gun from him.
A contest of strength?
"Of course not. I'm just an ordinary person."
Thinking this, Shade lifted a corner of his coat, revealing another holster at his waist.
The power of the thaumaturgy Move Object immediately shifted, and the holster containing the Gun of Kindness flew into the hands of the severely wounded, barely conscious man across from him.
If acting according to his own will and thoughts, the man should have tried again to seize the other gun in Shade's hand or divert the direction of Shade's muzzle. But because his mind was muddled, he could only act according to the command he had received. Without hesitation, he drew Shade's second revolver—the Gun of Kindness—and pulled the trigger at Shade, who stood smiling beneath the Gas Street Lamp.
The Silence Charm muffled the sound from the muzzle. The fired bullet grazed past Shade's cheek and struck the lamp post beside him. After leaving a mark on the black metal surface, it ricocheted back at an incredible angle and struck Qiaogeli Diwusi directly in the head.
"Oh, oh."
A strange sound came from his throat, and then he finally collapsed completely.
A cat meowed behind him. "Dorothy" emerged from behind him carrying Little Mia. But she was not Miss Writer; without