339. Wild dog, don’t look at the moon (complete)
“I don’t like dogs that bite their owners.”
Wolk, who was walking into the office, was questioning the strangely relaxed attitude of Shanova, who was sitting in the chair.
“Who is that behind you?”
“……”
Volk looks back at Shanova’s next question.
There was a blonde girl who followed him persistently.
“……”
Ray looked around the room quietly without answering with an indifferent expression. Volk glanced at Ray and then back at Shanova.
“…It’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“I wonder if I’ve made a friend yet. I don’t think it’s a place you would normally bring a friend. Kids these days are really scary.”
“Enough of the frivolous talk. I killed all the guards on the way. Now the only one left is Jeremy.”
“Ha… You know that people who protect are harder to find than people who kill, right?”
Sha Nova let out a deep sigh and shook her head as if she was fed up with the threat Volk threw out.
“Maybe I should have spent more money.”
Volk rolled his eyes and slowly scanned the interior of the office.
Shanova is a very cautious person.
A broker who would kill a customer if he wanted to is not sitting calmly in his office without any insurance.
Most brokers lived with escorts, and this was the same for Shanova. There were only ten escorts she had hidden in this building.
Volk, who worked with Shanova, already knew that, and he killed ten people.
Eleven people, to be exact, if you count the nameless maniac with the weird arm that we just killed.
“Jermy, I don’t want to kill you either. Still, isn’t life more important than money?”
Now, the only thing left to her was Jeremy, who was also her secretary and escort.
“No. Money is more important than life.”
“…Really?”
When Jeremy, who was aiming his sword, rejected the offer with a firm voice, Volk lowered his gaze and then jumped lightly.
‘Up? Or down?’
Jermy, who was once an aspiring knight, tried to read Volk’s movements in that split second.
She knew the power of her ‘wild dog’ better than anyone else.
An excellent assassin from a hostile faction, a greedy knight with only sword skills, and a wizard who wanted to enter the magic tower even by killing innocent people all died at the hands of that silver-haired boy.
It is impossible to kill Volk.
He knew better than anyone that his role was best at taking time.
“Ugh…”
Jermy was just desperate to survive, but he lost track of his movements in just one hit.
Jeremy wasn’t even given a chance to swing her sword.
Before she knew it, Volk, who was on her shoulder, looked down at Germi and opened her mouth.
“I’ll send your share to my family. I don’t think that woman will take care of it.”
With those words, Volk’s sharp nails sink into Jeremy’s neck.
“Ugh… Gasp…”
Jeremy’s body tilts and she eventually falls to the floor, and Volk’s feet, who were riding on her shoulder, naturally touch her floor.
“You still have no affection, Volk.”
Shanova, who was quietly watching this, muttered quietly.
“It wasn’t really a relationship worth developing affection for.”
“Phew, you’re not wrong.”
“Why are you laughing so hard? Can’t you understand the situation?”
Even though there were no escorts left, Shanova burst out laughing as if nothing was wrong.
Volk could not understand her like that and nodded at her.
“That’s right. We’ll have to hire all the escorts and secretaries again… This will cost us a lot of money…”
Sha Nova looked through her papers on her desk and finally took out the cigarette holder tied to her hair.
“Whoa…”
She then lights a pipe and exhales smoke at Volk, who is staring at her.
“So did she come to seek revenge? Did she end up killing the sister she cared so much for? I don’t think she asked to be killed.”
“He is not dead.”
“So? Are you angry about being taken advantage of?”
“It was like that at first, but didn’t you say that? At least on this street, the guy who gets hit is stupid.”
“Then what did you come here to do?”
“I came to end the relationship. You could have killed your sister as much as you wanted. But wasn’t the reason you didn’t kill her because I was worth using?”
“That’s accurate. Although I was a bit disappointed this time.”
“But now, on the contrary, you are no longer worth using to me, so there is no reason to keep you alive anymore.”
“You’ve no longer been useful, so have you found a way to cure your sister?”
“It’s not just that I found a way, the treatment has already been completed. Thanks to you, I found out about your lie.”
“Ah, I was wondering how it ended up like this, but the leash came loose. Hey, can you please stop touching that? It’s an expensive item.”
“……”
Shanova stops Ray, who was seen behind Volk, from speaking. However, Ray simply ignored her voice and continued to tap the jar displayed in one corner of her office.
“What are you hiding?”
Not wanting to waste any more time, Volk leaned on his desk and asked.
Anyway, Shanova’s reaction was not typical at all. The fact that she was able to be so relaxed even though she was cornered meant that she had something hidden.
“I was lucky.”
In response to Volk’s doubts, Shanova finally reveals her hidden numbers.
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“Lucky…?”
“When you went to the East to kill the blind man, you met a demon. I sold the information to him and the gift I received in return was quite nice.”
“What do you want to say?”
“Have you ever heard of ‘Drakkir’?”
“Drakkir…?”
Volk tilted his head at the strange sounding word he was hearing for the first time.
“…Volk, you’d better hit that woman’s head right now.”
Ray, who was behind Volk, reacted to those words.
“……”
Volk, feeling uncomfortable with Ray’s rather serious voice, decides to immediately put her suggestion into practice.
Volk spread her claws and aimed straight for Shanova’s neck…
ㅡPuuk.
… Behind Shanova, one of her unknown arms sticks out and blocks his claws.
As black blood dripped from his wrist where his nails had been pierced, only then did Volk become aware of its existence.
The guy’s entire body, including his face, was wrapped in bandages. There was no emotion whatsoever in the red eyes peeking through the bandages.
ㅡQuad Deuk!!
Volk, who was horrified by the guy’s sudden appearance, immediately used his strength and ripped off the wrist where his wrist was stuck, withdrawing his arm and widening the distance.
As a result, his torn wrist remains tattered on his arm.
Chuduk. Cough.
Shanova, who was watching this, completely tore off Drakkyr’s tattered wrist and continued her explanation calmly.
“Drakkyr. Should I say it’s the assassin of the demons. In the demons’ language, it means ‘no face.’ I was curious about what it meant, so I took off the bandage and found that all the skin on the face had really come off. The strange thing was that it had no face. Not only that, there is no pain.”
Shanova roughly throws the torn off wrist on the floor.
“…”
As she explained, Drakkyr did not move at all, as if the pain was nothing.
“Perhaps it’s because they don’t feel pain? They say Drakkyr grows exponentially stronger as their numbers increase. Now, here’s the problem…”
“Krrr…”
Volk, who had ears growing near his forehead, sensed the presence of several people surrounding him and growled.
“…How many Drakkyrs did I receive after selling the information?”
“…”
Shanova’s eerie laughter echoes loudly in her office as Volk continues to remain silent.
“Hey, those guys are still there.”
Ray muttered as she glanced at Drakkir, who had her wrist torn off, and finally touched Volk, who was on her floor with his tail straight up, with his foot.
“……”
Volk, disturbed by this, looks back.
Despite Volk’s irritated look in her eyes, Ray calmly picked her ear and opened her mouth.
“Sweetheart, transform. Transform.”
“Transformation…?”
“Turn into a beast. If you don’t, you’ll really die. They’re the kind of guys who hold on to the opponent so they can’t move even if their head is blown off.”
“No, the moon is round today, so it’s better to be patient. If you make a mistake, you might lose your temper.”
“It’s okay. If you run out of control, I’ll help you.”
“What and how are you going to help me?”
“I told you to just trust me.”
“……”
Volk, who was tilting his head, pondered as he looked around for signs of Drakkyr.
Zeto thought that Volk might go on a rampage due to anger, but surprisingly, when facing Shanova, Volk remained calm and controlled his emotions well.
Not only did she grow mentally while being with Zeto, but she was also designated as Zeto’s ‘companion’ without her knowledge, and thanks to her rapid growth, she was able to control her reckless behavior to some extent.
Above all, Volk was also aware that if he went on a rampage here, he would become too noticeable.
She had been holding on so well, but now she was deliberately going wild. Even if she was a reincarnated warrior, it was a somewhat difficult proposition to understand.
‘Still, when you look at those serious eyes, it doesn’t look like you’re joking…’
Volk also vaguely felt it.
Those guys called Drakkyr are different from most assassins.
The advantage of not feeling pain.
Slim, well-toned muscles visible beneath the bandages.
A stealth technique that even the Lycan Slope was not aware of until it reached out its arm, and was thought to eliminate any presence of presence.
Because of his experience as an assassin, Volk was able to estimate their level to some extent.
“…I only trust you.”
Volk suddenly remembers Zeto’s words emphasizing the importance of information about the enemy and decides to accept Ray’s offer.
Just like that, Volk gazed at the bluish moon that was visible outside the window.