Chapter 21

The night was cold and light drops of rain slowly pattered as Keyller jogged his way to a hidden mansion that his target was staying in. Letting his hair loose, he put on his cap while checking his watch for the time. It was three in the morning. The mushroom will grow soon. A good time to attack that lustful bastard.

His black clothing blended into the dark night as Keyller reached the guard post, where a lone guard was standing, his eyes drooping in tiredness. It looks like the target has no idea that Trace has already found out about his whereabouts and that someone will come and end his life.

"Let's see where you can run to, Stanford! Doom is coming to you no matter where you go. Traitor of Foedus is equivalent to living your life in hell!"

Keyller appeared in front of the guard and flashed a grin. The guard was suddenly startled and the color drained from his face as he was awakened. Who would have thought that someone would appear in front of him?