The Flair of That Kick (5.5K) (Continued)

"The relationship... is merely that of instructor and trainee. Yotsuba Clan was my instructor in the Assassination Department."

Is that all? Is there no other connection?

No, that's all.

"So Akame, what kind of man do you like?"

"Huh... why are you suddenly asking such a question?" Akame was slightly taken aback, looking at Leone with some confusion.

"Ah... well, it was just curiosity, pure curiosity..."

Leone's smile was somewhat awkward; she could only proceed indirectly, she couldn't very well just tell Akame directly, could she?

You clearly had sex with the Yotsuba Clan last night, how could your relationship be that simple?

"A man I like...?"

The first image that popped into Akame's mind was Mahiro's.

However, she certainly couldn't reveal her relationship with the Yotsuba Clan -sama right now, so after thinking for a moment, she came up with an answer.

"I don't have that thought."

Akame shook her head and said, "Our identities dictate that even if we have men we like, we can only watch them silently."

This answer was somewhat cold-hearted, but it was in line with Akame's style.

But to Leone, it had a different meaning.

Even if you like someone... can you only watch them silently?

Sensing the heaviness in Akame's words, Leone was also affected and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

At the very least, she could imagine all sorts of love-hate entanglements between Yotsuba Mahiro and Akame.

Akame betrayed the empire because of the BOSS.

However, due to his duty, Yotsuba Mahiro Akame had no choice but to issue an arrest warrant for Akame.

The two, who were clearly in love, were forcibly separated and could only meet secretly in places where they could not be seen in the light of day, to pour out their hearts to each other.

The main theme is love that cannot be seen, and desire that cannot be obtained.

Akame could only suppress these feelings forever.

To be honest, Leone was a little envious of Akame. After all, what girl doesn't dream of love? Even the most carefree girl is no exception.

Even a girl like Leone longs for a deeply unforgettable relationship.

But they are assassins; such things are destined to be out of their reach!

Unless the day of revolution's victory arrives, the day I can finally shed my identity as an assassin.

But... will I really live to see that day?

At this point, Leone could confirm that Akame did indeed like Yotsuba Mahiro, but she couldn't be with him because he was a high-ranking official in the Empire, while Akame was considered a traitor to the Empire and to her instructor!

"I'm sorry, Akame, bringing up something that hurts you... but don't give up! If you keep trying, you'll see results someday!"

Leone patted Akame on the shoulder in encouragement, then turned and left her room.

"Thanks..."

Akame, looking at Leone's departing figure with a puzzled expression.

She didn't quite understand what Leone had said to her, but it seemed like she had passed the test, right?

Under the cover of night, the Night Raid was launched.

Akame went straight to the luxurious and intoxicating mountain mansion that Iokar had built on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.

Leone, on the other hand, went to deal with the merchant Jamal.

As for Ogre, the assassination was carried out by Bulat, Incursio.

From a route perspective, Bulat is closest to the target, but his mission is also the most difficult.

To assassinate a cautious security captain in the Imperial Capital, especially on the outskirts of the palace, is incredibly difficult.

"Hopefully the patrols won't be too strict tonight."

Disguised and having infiltrated the Imperial Capital, Bulat ran to a street corner, donned the Incursio Imperial Arm, activated its invisibility function, and then left.

The operation, which seemed foolproof, was actually being watched by people on a high-rise building.

"Yotsuba Clan, why go through all this trouble? Let me lead the team to catch those small fry for you and bring back the Imperial Arm."

As the evening breeze blew across the rooftop, Nahashu coldly made his suggestion.

Those sharp, eagle-like eyes were watching Bulat's actions.

"The boss is right! As long as we make a move, we can easily take down those Imperial Arms users in no time!"

Pony waved his little fist, his words and expression brimming with confidence.

No, it's more accurate to say it's expanded to the point of being almost bloated, just like a pufferfish.

"Idiot, do you think Teigu users are some kind of common, low-class thing?"

Have you forgotten how you got utterly thrashed by Kurome during your last sparring session?

Little Silver planted the large sword in the ground, crossed his arms, and uttered a merciless sarcastic remark.

"Hmph, Kurome is Kurome, and others are others! I don't believe that this sneaky guy who's afraid to show his face can be better than Kurome!" Pony tilted her head, clearly unconvinced.

"Alright, you two, stop arguing. Why don't we listen to what Lady Yotsuba Clan has to say?"

Cornelia, as the leader, stepped in to smooth things over, stopping the two from arguing, and turned her attention to Yotsuba Mahiro, who was in the lead.

"Brand, the Hundred-Man Bulat, once earned the title by killing 128 people in one go on the battlefield. His close combat strength should be below that of General Esdeath, but above that of Liver."

While eating cookies, Kurome calmly delivered this information.

It was as if they knew it all by heart.

The two long swords at her waist swayed gently with her movements.

"Yotsuba Clan, do you need me to cut him down for you?"

"Thank you, Kurome. But it's not necessary."

Mahiro patted Kurome's little head and said, "Teigu users are not as easy to deal with as you think, especially those Incursio."

In hand-to-hand combat, I might not be able to gain the upper hand against your combined attack, but if I try to escape, you won't be able to catch me anyway.

Moreover, the main purpose this time is not to make an arrest, but to observe, so everyone can just relax and watch the show."

These words left everyone feeling disappointed.

They had originally thought they would get to spar with the Teigu users, but since this was Yotsuba Clan- sama's order, they naturally wouldn't disobey.

At that moment, Yotsuba Mahiro's mind stirred, and under the influence of the Psions wave, his external information body underwent a change.

"It's been so long since I've seen this posture."

Mahiro his limbs, using "Parade of Disguise" to transform into the Silver Reaper form he hadn't used in a long time.

His silver hair fluttered in the wind, drawing gasps of amazement and admiration from the girls.

"Yotsuba Clan- sama is amazing... it's like she's become a completely different person."

"Alright, let's get started."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone began to move, taking their positions in the vicinity of the palace according to the previous plan.

Bulat was completely unaware that he was like a monkey in a zoo, being watched by a group of assassins lurking in the shadows, yet still carrying out his assassination mission.

The process went surprisingly smoothly.

While on patrol, Ogre ran into an alley to relieve himself because he needed to urinate. Bulat, who was hiding behind him, pulled out his Incursio weapon, a large red gun— the Red-backed Shrike —and pierced Ogre's chest on the spot.

With a sudden swing, Ogre was torn in two, with no chance of survival.

"Wow, as expected of Bulat, his movements are much more decisive and efficient than Tatsumi's."

Mahiro stood atop the high wall of the alley, looking down at the situation below, occasionally offering his comments.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

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Mahiro somewhat surprised. When analyzing other Imperial Arms, it would only take a few seconds at most, but analyzing the Incursio actually took some time!

It's truly worthy of being the Teigu used by the protagonist!

So unique!

However, at that moment, Bulat below seemed to notice his gaze, and suddenly raised his head and shouted:

"Who goes there?!"

But what he saw was a dangerous being with flowing silver hair and red eyes, whose appearance was like that of the Grim Reaper under the moonlight!

"Oh, you've been found out? In that case, I'll play along with you."

With Mahiro, Zhenxun took a sudden step and leaped off the high wall.

"Such speed!"

Bulat's pupils contracted sharply inside the armor, and he instinctively raised his Red-backed Shrike to defend against the attack.

Result.

With a tearing sound, a piece of his chest armor was ripped off!

Thanks to the Incursio's possession and its healing abilities, the damaged area was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

"That's interesting."

Mahiro the armor fragment in his hand, and seeing that the damaged parts of the other person's armor had been repaired, he tossed the fragment into his ring.

Although it's just a fragment of skin, this thing is worth studying.

However, to Mahiro, his opponent showed no intention of fighting. Instead, he activated his stealth ability and immediately turned to run away.

"Do you think you can escape?!"

Without Mahiro's figure flashed instantly.

While in stealth mode, Bulat felt a strong gust of wind suddenly rush from behind, and then he was uncontrollably tilted forward.

With a deafening roar, he was instantly slammed into the ground, and countless hideous cracks appeared on the smooth bluestone floor!

The pain came belatedly.

That immense force felt like a mountain pressing down on him.

Every muscle and bone in his body was creaking and groaning.

Just who is this guy?!

Bulat reluctantly turned his head, only to see a pair of red eyes with an icy expression!

Like an ominous star illuminating the night sky!

Then, he could no longer hold on and completely lost consciousness.

The Imperial Arm "Possessed by Incursio" is quite special. While it does possess the potential for evolution, it also places very high demands on the user's physical body.

Even with evolutionary abilities, it wouldn't be able to react in time to such a powerful blow.

"Is she really that easy to beat?"

Mahiro scratched his head in confusion and slowly lifted his foot, even though he had only used an acceleration spell and then exerted less than five-tenths of his strength.

Did he just faint?

Little did he know, his kick was so powerful that it was a testament to the sturdiness of his Imperial Arm and body that it didn't kill Bulat on the spot.

If it were someone else, even the Four Rakshasa Demons wouldn't dare to confront them head-on.

The only one who could withstand it is Esdeath.

However, Mahiro didn't care about that, simply picked up Bulat and left.