The witch who knew when to yield

Knowledge of firearms instantly surfaced in his mind.

It really was convenient.

Lind nodded in satisfaction, then examined the Devil's Gun in his hand.

With a thought, he willed it to change.

The Devil's Gun began transforming, becoming a rugged revolver.

So that was how its form changed.

Lind stroked his chin thoughtfully.

[Infinite Magic Power] [Magic Heart] [Devil's Gun]

These three skills seemed a little terrifying when combined.

Just imagine how frightening a demon with unlimited firepower would be.

"But my rank hasn't changed."

Lind could feel that he had indeed grown a little stronger just now.

But obviously...

For someone who was already Demon King Class...

Taking in a Lesser Demon didn't improve his strength much.

It seemed that after reaching the top in a single leap, advancing any further wouldn't be easy.

Shaking his head, Lind glanced at Akemi Miyano, who was practicing magic, and his eyes suddenly gleamed.

"Akemi, you're about to expose yourself."

Noticing Lind's gaze, Shiho Miyano realized that her sister had become so absorbed in practicing that her undergarment had slipped down a little. She couldn't help warning her.

"Ah!"

Akemi Miyano froze.

She had completely forgotten about that.

She hurriedly picked up her outer clothes and fumbled to put them on.

Shiho Miyano rolled her eyes at Lind, then sighed.

At this rate...

We sisters really will end up sharing his bed.

Once Akemi Miyano had straightened her clothes, Lind felt a twinge of disappointment, then said, "Right, do you know where the Black Organization's headquarters is?"

"Master, are you going to deal with the Black Organization?"

Akemi Miyano's eyes lit up.

She felt nothing but hatred for the Black Organization.

If she could take revenge right away, even magic would lose its appeal.

"That's right. Leaving them around is too much of an eyesore."

Lind nodded. "And I can rob the rich to help the poor while I'm at it."

Though he had the wealthy little Shiho Miyano's wallet to rely on, he couldn't just keep spending without earning anything.

Even demons run short of money?

Akemi Miyano's brain stalled for a moment.

"So, do you know or not?"

"No."

Lind said, "..."

Then what are you so excited about?

Akemi Miyano shook her head and said, "But Vermouth definitely knows."

"She's in this country. I can try to lure her out."

"That works too."

A faint gleam flashed through Lind's eyes.

I wonder if Vermouth meets the requirements to become my servant.

Meanwhile...

Shiho Miyano, who was writing down her insights into magic for Akemi Miyano, noticed the change in Lind's expression and paused.

Then she sighed and resumed writing.

Only now, she pressed down so much harder that the table creaked.

At the same time...

Akemi Miyano took out her phone and began composing a message.

[Akemi Miyano: I want to meet you. Is that convenient?]

[Vermouth: A low-ranking member like you isn't authorized to meet me.]

[Akemi Miyano: It's about Shiho.]

[Vermouth: Come to this address...]

After contacting Vermouth, Akemi Miyano sighed in relief and said:

"Master, Vermouth agreed to meet."

"But she's in another city. I'm afraid we won't get there in time."

"Don't judge us demons by ordinary human standards."

Lind smiled and began releasing his magic power.

Light flashed from a magic circle.

The three of them vanished from the villa.

The night was tranquil as water.

A bright moon hung high overhead.

Looking at the pier ahead, Shiho Miyano wore a complicated expression.

Just a few days ago...

She would never have dreamed that she would willingly approach that witch.

Instinctively...

She looked at Lind beside her.

All of this was because of this man.

Gradually, her gaze grew entranced.

That's right.

As long as this man is by my side, I'll never have to fear anything again.

Meanwhile...

Some distance away, someone appeared before Akemi Miyano.

It was a blonde woman dressed in black leather.

She had a refined, elegant appearance, but her eyes were razor-sharp.

Tall and voluptuous, she was a strikingly attractive mature woman.

Behind her, several men in black stood ramrod straight.

"Vermouth, do you really need bodyguards just to meet a low-ranking member like me?"

Looking at the men in black, Akemi Miyano smiled faintly.

"It can't be helped. A little caution never hurts."

Vermouth shrugged and said flatly, "Enough small talk. That person is very interested in news of your sister."

"And is desperate to know whether she's dead or alive."

"Of course Shiho isn't dead."

Akemi Miyano said calmly, "But I didn't come here today to tell you that."

"I came to destroy the organization."

"???"

Utterly bewildered, Vermouth stared at Akemi Miyano in disbelief.

She doesn't look drunk.

So why is she spouting nonsense?

Does this woman have a death wish?

Tap, tap, tap!

Just then, crisp footsteps sounded from the darkness.

Vermouth instinctively turned to look.

She saw a man and a woman slowly approaching.

"Master, have you confirmed that this Vermouth is the real one?"

"Yes. She's not wearing a disguise. It seems we worried for nothing."

Lind nodded.

They had wanted to prevent Vermouth from sending a disguised subordinate in her place.

Or simply refusing to show up.

That was why he hadn't revealed himself immediately, to avoid tipping her off.

Chapter 13: The witch who knew when to yield

Harbor Pier.

"So the two of you really have betrayed the organization?"

Hearing the exchange between Lind and Akemi Miyano, Vermouth's eyes sharpened.

At the same time...

The men in black behind her demonstrated their professionalism and began moving.

Splash, splash.

Their surroundings remained quiet, with only the sound of seawater surging.

"Don't tell me only the three of you came?"

Realization dawned on Vermouth, and a strange look crossed her face.

"We're more than enough to deal with you."

"With Master taking action, even the organization can be wiped out effortlessly."

Akemi Miyano and Shiho Miyano spoke one after the other.

They held such an overwhelming advantage now that they couldn't imagine how they could lose.

"Though I don't know what makes you so confident..."

Vermouth shook her head and gave a small wave of her hand. "Since you've betrayed the organization, you must pay the price."

"Seize them."