Cemetery

The boy quickly gave his answer.

"We will continue to cooperate, but... I hope, Mr. Rob, that he will disappear from the Dexas Family due to a genuine accident."

"Oh? So confident? You really think that without me, if I were to go behind the scenes, your Dexas Family could still thrive?"

"I might not have dared to answer your question before, but now that we have our own territory... that's my answer!"

Salvadore stared coldly at the wolf before him.

He knew that if he wanted to bring the Dexas Family to the top of all families, he still needed the Wolf Lord's backing.

But he also knew that he couldn't simply expect this beast to help him.

He only does what he feels is most valuable... and doesn't care at all about the life or death of any family member!

This is something he cannot tolerate!

"Oh?" Rob laughed. "Have you forgotten our agreement? I helped you build a powerful Dexas Family, and you were to lead the family all the way to Siracusa."

"Do you think you could have done it without my help?"

"This... doesn't need your concern."

Salvadore spoke, his cold words declaring his break with Rob; from this day forward, their partnership would be merely nominal.

He will fulfill his promise, and Rob absolutely must not interfere with the Dexas Family!

"Hahaha!"

Rob suddenly burst into laughter, a very arrogant laugh.

"Kid... you've got guts."

"You know what? If it were before, I might not have agreed to your plan, but now... the Sicily family has made a terrible mistake, and a huge opportunity is about to arise. You'd better be prepared."

As Rob spoke, his gaze slowly shifted from Salvadore's body to the deep, oppressive darkness beside him.

"If your performance doesn't satisfy me, I won't obey your orders."

Rob spoke, he also began to walk.

In the pouring rain, he saw that indifferent woman once again.

But this time, the overwhelming aura was so powerful that even the rain could not stop it.

Even though he was still tens of meters away from the other person, he could feel a profound sense of suffocation.

A bright glint of light flashed in the air.

"Siracusa... all families,"

"Tell me their locations..."

When the woman spoke, her voice was more piercing than the rain in Columbia.

Chapter 117 The Cemetery

The sky in Columbia has cleared up again.

This was supposed to be a nice day.

The long-awaited azure sky was revealed to the world, loose clouds swayed unconsciously, and the sun hung high in the sky, neither warm nor cold.

It's a very nice day.

A black sedan drove from a distance, bypassing the bustling city, speeding across the deserted wilderness, and finally came to a stop in a cemetery with a quiet brake.

And here, there was another black sedan parked.

When the other driver saw someone approaching, he instinctively put his hands in his pockets, but upon noticing that it was his companion, he quietly let go, lowered his hat, and nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting.

The driver carefully and quietly got into the back seat and opened the door.

"The lady is right here... Madam."

"Um."

Maria in black didn't say much, but silently stepped out of the car and looked into the distance.

In a cemetery that was rarely maintained, a beautiful woman dressed in grey and white stood there.

With his back to Maria.

Maria approached quietly.

"You... have been doing a lot lately."

Madam Sicily spoke softly, her voice calm, as if she had already moved past her grief.

Almost two weeks have passed since she was attacked.

This much time is enough for her to think things through.

"Um."

Maria nodded and placed a bouquet of white flowers in front of the uncarved tombstone.

"I've heard about the Siracusa situation here in Columbia as well. Of the twenty-four heads of families, thirteen are left now, right?"

"... twelve, and I took care of the last one on my way back."

Maria spoke casually, as if it were as easy as saying, "I'm going to eat a few apples tonight."

But Madam Sicily knew that the Twenty-Four Families were called the Twenty-Four Families because they controlled almost all the power and personnel in Siracusa.

And Mary's words...

This is tantamount to announcing that she slaughtered nearly half of the Siracusa population.

Surprisingly, Madam Sicily was not afraid of the woman in front of her; on the contrary, she felt a strong sense of security.

This is something that those family members who were originally in the Sicily Family but later left after discovering they had been attacked and came to his side could not provide.

It's called a powerful sense of security.

"I initially thought you were just an ordinary person who could fight... but what you've done so far has truly surprised me."

Madam Sicily turned her head and continued speaking, her slender, somewhat weak fingers gently stroking the stone tablet in front of her.

"What about the Sicily Family?"

"... There are no survivors."

"... Is that so? That's fine too." Madam Sicily looked up at the bright, clear sky. "The Sicily Family... becoming history is also fine."

"Um?"

"Indeed, many members of the Sicily Family in Columbia chose to follow me, but I gave them up... I disbanded everything and made them join the Texas Family," Madam Sicily said, turning to look at Maria.

"I don't want to live with this kind of murder anymore."

"...I respect your choice." Maria lowered the brim of her hat, saying nothing more.

This bloody yet exhilarating massacre brought her back to her former sharp edge.

She won't say much about other people's choices, but she will continue to do what she chooses.

"It's kind of laughable, isn't it? Do you remember what I said before?"

"You didn't understand why I liked her so much back then, but I told you, you'll understand once you've experienced it."

"A mother's love for her child needs no reason."

"But I forgot many things I saw in Siracusa."

"The wife lost her husband, the children lost their parents..."

"I've witnessed countless tragedies under family rule, but I couldn't understand them... Now that I've experienced them myself, I can understand them."

"And this kind of thing is still happening in Siracusa..."

Her voice was restrained, but her eyes, gazing at the stone tablet, could not hide her pain.

But in the end, she took a deep breath.

What are your plans for next?

"Keep killing." Maria's answer was very simple, even terrifyingly so.

Because she truly is capable of doing all of this.

If she wanted to, she could really slaughter her way to the point where there was no one left in Siracusa!

"That's a very direct answer," Madam Sicily shook her head, gave a wry smile, "But it won't be very effective."

Even if the twenty-four families fall, new families will fill the void...

"Even the Wolf Lord can't escape," Maria added.

Madam Sicily was somewhat surprised by this.

"You know?"

"I said... there are no survivors." Maria lowered the brim of her hat.

She slaughtered not only important family members, but also the Wolf Lord lurking behind the scenes; she wouldn't let them go either!

So far, the only one who has met her and survived is Rob, a wolf.

But this was only temporary. Maria had learned from him that she was willing to let him live for the time being.

It's just that the immediate execution has been changed to a postponement.

"Yeah..."

Madam Sicily didn't ask Maria how she killed the immortal Wolf Lord; she simply looked up and around.

A grayish-white, waist-high stone monument stands on the lush green grass.

"This... is a cemetery for children..."

"..."

"To be honest, I never thought I would come here... but after seeing it, I feel that this place is much bigger than I imagined."

"..."

"I know that many of these are unforeseen accidents, things that are truly regrettable, but... how many people are weeping at these gravesites?"

Madam Sicily turned her head and looked at Maria.

"You've done enough. If this child knew, she wouldn't want her other mother, her beloved godmother, to kill for her."

She could tell that Maria was not in a good condition.

Although she appeared calm on the surface, the madness surging deep within her eyes took even her by surprise.

That's absolutely not the look a human being should have!

"...I just wanted to do it myself." Maria hesitated for a moment, "But...I respect the child's choice."

"Thanks."

Madam Sicily nodded.

"What are you going to do next?" Maria asked again. "Siracusa and its families will continue to commit sins there."

"I should go back to Laterano next," Madam Sicily began, as if she had been expecting this. "I've heard that it's the country with the lowest crime rate on the entire Terra, and the people living there rely on something called the Tenets to restrain themselves and each other... I'm very curious about how they manage to do that."

"I want to bring the Law back to Siracusa..."

"..."

"I know it's a ridiculous idea, but as I said before, when I clashed with Salvadore, I witnessed the energy of youth. I'm too old to think of a better way to stop violence."

"I'm just an ordinary person. I can't do much. All I can do is lay a few foundation stones so that the people of Siracusa can change in the future."

Madam Sicily turned her head, looked at the silent Maria, and smiled again.

"I know your method can do the same thing... You can fundamentally cleanse the entire Siracusa, giving that sinful kingdom a cure at its root."

"But... there's no need for that, Maria."

"You've done enough for us; there's no need for you to keep forcing yourself to do things you don't like."

As she spoke, she slowly approached Maria and gave her a deep hug.