The Nobles Arrive

Crack!

"Glug, glug, glug!"

Black stood at the street corner and downed a bottle of Icy Scarlet Mary.

"What, feeling bad about it?"

Lan Jiuyou's voice sounded in his mind.

"Yeah. How about some counseling, Sister Jiuyou?"

Black smiled faintly. His frank admission left Lan Jiuyou at a loss for words.

Black looked down the street before him.

Vendors sold fresh flowers and fruit. The smell of grilled meat made mouths water, while children ran about holding candy, their laughter ringing through the air.

Behind him, though, the manor was strewn with corpses.

Lan Jiuyou spoke again. "Even if you hadn't done it today, those demons would have died all the same."

"I know. But if I had to do it over, I'd make the same choice. Even in the future... when I face the Demon Race, I'll still strike without hesitation!"

They belonged to opposing peoples. That alone settled where he stood.

Mercy toward an enemy was cruelty toward himself.

As for pitying the poor and protecting the weak...

If I don't have any morals, morality can't hold me back!

Enemies? Kill them!

Anyone hostile to him? Kill them!

Anyone who harbored Killing Intent toward him? Kill them!

Thinking of it that way, he felt much lighter.

"Well, since I'm here, I might as well get some grilled meat!"

Cola and grilled meat—the more, the better!

Black leisurely bought two skewers of grilled meat. As he ate, he took out another ice-cold bottle of Scarlet Mary.

He was still eating when wheels rumbled in the distance and a luxurious carriage approached.

The carriage was lavishly decorated, its gilded surfaces gleaming so brightly in the sun that they hurt to look at.

Even the horses pulling it wore rose-gold ornaments.

Broadly speaking, there were two kinds of transport in the