Snakes Have Their Ways, and Rats Have Their Paths (5.5K)
CC said leisurely.
At the same time, she raised her amber eyes and gazed silently into his eyes.
Chapter 265 Snakes have their paths, rats have their ways (5.5K)
The night was deep.
The concession, which was brightly lit just hours ago, is now pitch black, and the bustling streets are deserted.
Only the traffic lights changed colors all by themselves.
It was as if everything had fallen into a deep sleep.
But in this moment of utter silence, many figures were loitering in front of a warehouse on Port Street.
The people there were men and women, dressed in various styles, seemingly from all walks of life; the only thing they had in common was—
They were all ELEVENs, and honorary Britannia, the despised lower class.
They gathered together, as if waiting for something.
The distant streetlights were the only source of light, their faint glow illuminating them, while the sound of waves crashing against the cliffs echoed from ahead.
As the clock struck midnight, a large door in one corner of the warehouse suddenly opened, and a Britannia walked out.
"It's time, go inside," the man said, as if herding livestock.
"Ah, thank you... thank you..."
Upon seeing the door open, some people couldn't wait to rush in, only to be kicked in the stomach by the man blocking the door and sent flying.
"Who let you in? Don't you know the rules?!"
"I understand... I get it..."
The man who was beaten didn't complain at all. Instead, he got up from the ground with a smile and carefully handed over the money he had prepared beforehand to the gatekeeper, as if he were making an offering.
He looked utterly devoid of dignity, as pathetic as a stray dog.
Only after the man had counted the money did he move aside to let the door open.
"Go in."
"Thank you... thank you..."
After the first person went in, everyone else followed the same procedure.
They handed over the money they had prepared, and then entered the warehouse one by one.
Of course, some of them couldn't afford it, so they knelt on the ground, crying and begging, clinging to the man's legs.
Some even tried to force their way in.
But without exception, they were all brutally beaten by the man's men and driven out.
If they cause a really big disturbance, we just kill them and throw them into the sea to feed the fish.
"How pathetic are humans..."
A beautiful young woman stood atop the warehouse, silently gazing down at the chaotic scene below.
A pair of exquisitely beautiful, deep blue eyes, like jewels, were filled with tranquility. The cool sea breeze blowing from the horizon lifted her long, golden hair, which shimmered against the dark night.
This is a secret smuggling port near the coast, where all contraband destined for Tokyo is unloaded.
Needless to say, those who had just entered the warehouse were people eager for the new drug REFRAIN.
"Well, that's normal. After all, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is a biological instinct. When there's no way to avoid it, people will naturally compromise and choose to immerse themselves in illusory illusions."
It was Mahiro who spoke.
He stood beside Alpha, his long silver hair, disguised by the "Parade of Disguise," swaying naturally in the wind as he gazed at everything below without joy or sorrow.
Behind him and Alpha stood several dark figures.
They can stand or squat.
Those were the Seven Shadows of the Shadow Garden, plus Nu and Beatrice as Omega; it could be said that all the Shadow Garden's executives responsible for combat were gathered together.
"Mahiro, everything is ready. Shall we begin?"
"Really... How many people were mobilized this time?"
"Including the Seven Shadows, there are a total of 76 people," Beta replied respectfully.
However, this answer caused Mahiro to frown slightly, and the perceptive Beta immediately noticed it and lowered his head.
"I-I'm sorry, Mahiro Masahiro, this time..."
"It's still too much, just like last time."
"Huh?"
Beta made a silly "Eh?" sound.
"It's just taking down a bunch of drug smugglers, why make such a fuss? Just a few of you will suffice. As for the cleanup... those Britannia will take care of that."
Mahiro quietly recounted his story.
Behind them was a large, dark mass of figures, all summoned by Beta.
Actually, you can't blame Beta for this. In her mind, every action of Shinjiro's must be Mahiro on a grand scale.
Otherwise, how could he live up to his status?
In the past, Mahiro hadn't talked about this issue much, and over time Beta had developed a habit of doing so.
But...
"That's fine. Since we're already here, let's finish this quickly. When dawn breaks, everything will come to an end."
"Yes, everything is for Lord Shadow!!!"
The girls behind him shouted in unison, and even Beta couldn't help but yell excitedly.
The sound was loud enough to echo through the night sky, and it also served as their signal to begin the war.
Mahiro leaped from the top floor of the warehouse and vanished into the night in an instant.
Seeing such a dashing move, Beta's body trembled with excitement, and that imposing and powerful figure almost made her faint.
She quickly pulled a notebook from between her breasts, the pen swishing across the paper with a soft scratching sound, as Beta wrote rapidly, recording everything before her.
Like a war correspondent.
I don't know when Beta developed this habit, but he is very enthusiastic about recording everything about Mahiro.
Even in her room, the walls were covered with sketches of Mahiro and all his quotes. Writing Mahiro's biography before bed was an irreplaceable pleasure in her life.
"Beta, it's time to go."
"Yes, Lord Alpha!"
After recording the data in a matter of seconds, Beta shoved the notebook back into the twin peaks and hurriedly caught up with Alpha.
The operation was simple.
The numbered individuals formed a perimeter, surrounding the entire warehouse street area to prevent anyone from escaping.
The Seven Shadows, on the other hand, used Delta, a weapon of war, as the main force in their attack, with Epsilon and Beatrice providing support.
The overall commander was Gamma, and the on-site commander was Beta.
As for Alpha, it was responsible for following Mahiro's side.
"Eek... What kind of monster is this! Help!!!"
A sea of blood.
Inside the warehouse, flashes of gunfire and screams echoed continuously.
Several Britannia and Elevens, who were smuggling goods, were frantically pulling the triggers of their submachine guns at the shadows opposite them.
They didn't know what it was, and had no idea what was happening.
All that could be heard was a passionate shout coming from the warehouse outside, and then, just seconds later, a dark shadow tore through the wall and burst in.
And those bullets they fired did indeed hit the shadows.
Strangely, all the bullets stopped in mid-air, as if embedded in a wall.
Then, with a wriggling motion, it was forcibly crushed into a bright yellow metal block!
Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black blade claws attacked from a distance.
Four more people fell victim to the claws of the predator.
"What... what are you? What do you want? Money? I'll give you all my money, just let me go... spare my life..."
The smuggling leader was so terrified that he collapsed to the ground, begging for mercy with his back to the dark shadow.
The next second, the shadow slowly turned its head.
Then he laughed.
"Alas--!!!!"
Although his face was almost completely covered by a mask, his ferocious smile was clearly conveyed through it.
"Help... help me!"
Hiss--
The man was instantly torn to shreds by Delta's claws, and his blood repainted the floor and walls.
Those who were eager to buy Refrain were now fleeing in panic.
"Mahiro, should we also deal with these people?"
Alpha, who was strolling leisurely through the warehouse with Mahiro, asked for his opinion.
But Mahiro tilted his head and asked curiously:
"Why kill them? In the end, they were just victims. Although they couldn't control themselves and wanted to wallow in the dream, they didn't deserve to die."
"I see."
Alpha nodded, then disappeared into the shadows to the side.
Since we're going to let these ELEVENs go, we should naturally inform our subordinates to avoid making any silly mistakes.
But just then, Mahiro, who was strolling around, suddenly noticed a figure that caught his attention.
It was a woman.
Furthermore, her attire was quite different from the others; although she wore a rather traditional maid outfit, her clothes were cleaner and tidier than the others'.
She must have been a servant in some wealthy household.
As for why she attracted his attention, it was mainly because of her face, which bore a resemblance to Kallen.
"This is interesting..."
Mahiro muttered to himself, watching helplessly as the woman huddled in a corner, clutching the REFRAIN she had just bought.
They tried to hide here to escape this sudden nightmare.
To be honest, although he said he would let the victims go, he wouldn't feel any pity if he were accidentally hurt, nor would he blame Delta.
Not to mention Delta's personality; when she goes crazy, she's bound to accidentally hurt someone. Even Beatrice, the former Goddess of War, couldn't stop her and instead got a beating.
Ultimately, the warehouse will most likely be demolished.
And the woman was located in the most unsafe place.
"Fine, I'll help you out."
With a sigh, the woman suddenly felt the wall behind her disappear, and she uncontrollably fell backward.
"Huh?"
Seeing the clear night sky outside, the woman blinked in surprise.
But the screams coming from the warehouse the next second made her unable to pay attention to the reason, and she immediately stood up and ran away into the distance.