Pierce did not let down his guard in the slightest. Although the Saintess was only a little girl and looked frail, her powerful bloodline granted her strength greater than anyone present—even if she had yet to fully tap into the latent power within her body.
What was more, aside from Rigerif herself, there was someone secretly inciting her. Pierce was utterly convinced of this judgment—the Saintess lacked both the courage to resist Vincent and the strength to defeat her two elder sisters.
What truly made him wary was that unknown instigator—someone capable of silently eliminating Vincent and the others was clearly immensely powerful!
In a flash, Pierce pulled the trigger! The members of the "Far North" behind him responded almost simultaneously, muzzle flashes erupting in succession!
Yet the dense barrage was not aimed at Rigerif, but viciously poured into the seemingly empty space beside her!
Earlier, when Pierce had spoken with Rigerif in her room, he had noticed her repeatedly glancing beside herself. He had therefore guessed that the assassin who had killed Vincent and the others possessed some kind of Spirit Word that rendered him invisible to others.
He had even tested the waters and offered cooperation, but unfortunately, that person had not responded.
Just moments ago, Rigerif's gaze had shifted ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly—toward the empty space beside her. How similar that detail was to what he had seen in her room!
The rain of bullets roared, tearing apart the silence of the alley.
Rigerif's face went deathly pale. The instant Pierce's gun barrel shifted, she realized that her instinctive glance for reassurance had made a fatal mistake—she had exposed her ally's position!
Faced with the curtain of bullets, Amon's expression remained relaxed. A deep, ancient chant echoed through the empty street, only to be frozen by