Iemitsu in Peril

In London, in the small apartment where Tsuna and the others live, Sawada Nana is preparing dinner for everyone.

After two days of sightseeing, and without finding any trace of the Wandenreich within London, everyone unanimously decided to first enjoy this cozy dinner.

"Mom, when is Dad coming back?" Tsuna asked Nana.

Because of contact with the Reverse London, Sawada Iemitsu's company business has even extended into the Reverse London. He is extremely busy every day, leaving early and returning late. Tsuna have been here for two days, but they have only made brief appearances and left without having a proper chat.

"I talked to him yesterday, and he said he would be home before dark," Nana said. As a traditional Japanese wife, she fully supports her husband's work.

"Is it getting dark?" Tsuna glanced out the window. It was almost dusk, and Sawada Iemitsu should be on his way back.

"Little Tsuna, you have to understand your father. In the past two days, many of my business partners have fallen ill and been hospitalized, so the projects we're working on now have to be handled by my father alone," Sawada Nana advised.

"I know, but Dad doesn't need to work so hard. Our family isn't that short of money. He should just delegate what he can," Tsuna said.

In terms of income alone, Tsuna and Tatsuki's works are very popular in Japan, and their income has long surpassed that of the Sawada and Arisawa families. They have never asked their families for money.

"Mom knows. We've already discussed it. Once the Reverse London project is on track, we'll travel more," Nana said with a smile.

Sawada Nana is very satisfied with her current family situation and can finally relax once Tsuna and Tatsuki graduate smoothly.

Just as Sawada Nana was serving the prepared dishes, the wristwatch that Tsuna had given her suddenly flashed a bright red light, accompanied by an urgent alarm.

The faces of all the Japanese friends present changed. They all knew that this was a notification from the emergency contact that Urahara had set in his watch. There was only one person who could set Sawada Nana as an emergency contact: Sawada Iemitsu!

"Mom, pass the signal to me. Ichigo, Tatsuki, you stay here and protect everyone!" Tsuna immediately stood up, left those words, and jumped out of the window.

"Don't worry, Nana's Mom, let's relay the signal to Tsuna first," Tatsuki quickly went to Nana's side to comfort her.

Sawada Nana wasn't panicked as expected; instead, she remained remarkably calm. Awakening her Fullbring gave her confidence in Iemitsu's abilities. "You're right. I've already transferred it to Little Tsuna. Let's not cause them any trouble."

Let's go back a little further in time.

Sawada Iemitsu is visiting a well-known materials supplier in London. He heard that the owner of the supplier had health problems yesterday, and in order to ensure the normal supply of materials for the Reverse London project, he specially brought a gift to visit him.

As soon as he stepped into the materials supplier's house, Iemitsu keenly noticed that the situation was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

The supplier's noisy son suddenly became very docile, and even the supplier's wife, who had looked down on him when they first started working together, became very gentle and spoke softly.

What surprised Iemitsu even more was that in this one of the wealthiest families in London, there were no servants; only the mother and son received him.

Something was off. From the moment he entered the store, something seemed amiss. Just as Iemitsu was hesitating about whether he should come back another day, the supplier's wife had already informed the supplier's boss.

Since he was already there, Iemitsu carried the gifts and headed towards the second-floor room. What he couldn't see was that behind him, the owner's child's eyes were filled with fear, and his body was trembling uncontrollably, while the owner and his wife's eyes were filled with despair.

In the days to come, Sawada Iemitsu will not be the first to visit, nor will he be the last. As a supplier, a steady stream of businessmen will be poured into that bottomless pit of a room.

He knocked very politely and, after being told to come in, Iemitsu pushed the door open and entered. This was the supplier's office, where he often received important guests.

"Hello Mr. John, I'm Sawada from Japan. I've come here specifically to pay you a visit..."

As he pushed open the door, Iemitsu introduced himself to the supplier, John, but when he saw the scene inside the room, he suddenly couldn't speak.

The supplier, John, was found bound hand and foot to a chair, his eyes lifeless, on the verge of tears, his mouth opening and closing mechanically, completely devoid of any living spirit.

Iemitsu was about to rescue John, a sudden sense of danger made him instinctively roll over on the spot. The next moment, a fruit knife was stuck in the spot where he had just been.

"Oh? Someone actually managed to dodge my attack?" From behind the tall executive chair, a man in a white uniform stepped out; it was he who launched the sneak attack on Iemitsu.

"Who are you? What did you do to Mr. John... no, to Mr. John's family!" Iemitsu demanded, realizing from the previous scene that John was not the only one being persecuted.

"What did you do?" The man frowned, completely puzzled. "I just made them wash the floor and spared their lives. Compared to the others, that's already very good, isn't it?"

Hearing the other person's words, Iemitsu felt a chill run through him. A faint smell of blood entered his nostrils, suggesting that a murder might have occurred here, and the culprit was this strange man in white.

Seemingly brought back to his senses by Iemitsu's questioning, and seeing Iemitsu's nimble movements, John's pupils focused slightly. Perhaps he could do something more, and he shouted in terror.

"Run! Sawada! Quick, he's killed so many people..."

Before John could finish speaking, a palm-sized arrow pierced his throat. John struggled in agony, but a hint of relief flickered in his eyes.

He had been held captive by this strange man for two days, during which time he had been tortured and had to reveal all the information he knew about London, both the outer and Reverse London.

Moreover, this person used John's influence to constantly invite various celebrities to his home.

No one who enters this office ever leaves. After they hand over all their information, the man in white will kill them. The only ones left to clean up the mess are John's wife and children. As for the servants, they have long been dismissed by John.

After witnessing dozens of interrogations and murders, John knew he had no chance of survival. Having just seen Iemitsu's skills, he thought that perhaps Iemitsu could escape from their house, report the crime to Reverse London, and avenge him.

The scene of John's murder did not frighten Iemitsu. Instead, he slowly stood up and quietly touched his watch.

When Iemitsu received Tsuna's gift, he thought Tsuna was being overly anxious. In London, dangerous situations were never their concern; London's comprehensive emergency response system notified the Magicians to handle them.

Little did he expect that just a few days later, he would be facing danger head-on.

"Quincy?" Upon seeing the arrow in John's throat, Iemitsu immediately thought of Uryū's abilities.

"Oh? There's someone here who can recognize the power of Quincy?" The Quincy in white smiled smugly. "Finally, I've caught a big fish!"

The next moment, a short bow was aimed at Iemitsu, and an arrow was shot at his legs. The plan was to first kill off Iemitsu's limbs, and then slowly torture him. It was doubtful that Iemitsu could endure it.

As the arrow was released, a green light enveloped Iemitsu, and a yellow safety helmet the size of a shield blocked his way.

After easily deflecting the arrow attack, the safety helmet slowly shrank and was placed on Iemitsu's head. Wearing an orange work uniform and wielding a pickaxe, he displayed his Fullbring ability at the construction site.

"Is this what they call magic?" The Quincy's face grew increasingly excited. After completing this mission, his status in the legion would rise to another level.

The Spirit Bow and Arrows kept shooting towards Iemitsu, instantly turning the wall behind Iemitsu into a honeycomb pattern. Iemitsu, who was using his helmet for protection, realized that John's wife and children were still inside and he couldn't fight inside the room, so he decided to take the initiative.

The helmet still served as a shield to clear the way, and the pickaxe occasionally knocked down two arrows. A flash of Fullbring Light appeared beneath his feet, and Iemitsu was instantly launched in front of the Quincy.

With a powerful swing of the pickaxe, it struck the Quincy before he could react. The resulting spiritual pressure explosion shattered the entire outer wall, and the Quincy was sent flying by Iemitsu's single pickaxe blow.

Did he win? Iemitsu didn't know. The final blow didn't feel like the touch of flesh; it felt more like hitting a rock.

Amidst the smoke and dust, arrows rained down on Iemitsu. The previous attack had indeed failed to kill the Quincy. To protect John's family, Iemitsu once again chose to face the challenge head-on.

John's estate was rather remote, so besides defeating the enemy, Iemitsu had another option: to create a big enough commotion to attract the Magicians of London.

As for escaping? How could he possibly escape? He clearly has the strength; should he abandon the lives behind him and try to escape alone?

Iemitsu knew he couldn't do it. He hadn't experienced enough battles to be able to casually give up everything and only care about himself.

The blue light on the Quincy's face disappeared as he emerged from the smoke. That was the Blut Vene used for defense, but now he was using the power of the Blut Vene, adding Blut to the Spirit Bow and Arrows, which would increase its power many times over.

Iemitsu felt significant pressure; his helmet shield no longer seemed so secure. The opponent's attacks were escalating, and he would be a fool to charge forward any further.

Just Iemitsu was torn between abandoning his moral principles, fleeing to save himself, or fighting to the death against the Quincy, a light brighter than the sun descended from the sky and instantly engulfed his opponent.

"The Maximum Sun!"