Chapter 92.1

Chapter 92.1. Loki and The Mercenary

-???’s POV-

A warehouse district in a dreary port. A building attached to a warehouse that’s rumored to be used by many of the roughest and most dangerous underworlds in the warehouse district. In one of the rooms, sitting on an old, cotton-padded sofa with his feet on a tilted table, a man named Takano Arashi, or rather, Zephyrus, as he has now changed his name, was gulping down a drink in a good mood.

He gulped down the wine, red liquid spilling from the edge of his mouth. He throws the wine bottle on the table and roughly wipes his mouth.

“Bwahaha. That was a pretty interesting battle.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, darling.”

Sitting next to him and leaning against him is his wife, Hiromi. Now calling herself Flora, she was happily watching Zephyrus’ face.

“……… Arashi-san, didn’t you promise to kill Yoshiyuki and the others and kidnap Miu?”

A man in a suit sitting opposite him asks with slight irritation.

“Hmm? Was that so? Yeah, that might have been it. But that little brat was a lot more violent than she looked.”

With a somewhat drunken head, he vaguely recalls that he had made such a promise to the man he was facing. He had forgotten that since he found Anemoi in the mansion.

“It’s because you let your guard down.”

“Yes, I let my guard down, but …… that little brat had dangerous eyes. She was enjoying the battle at that age. That’s not normal.”

They look at me reproachfully, but he doesn’t care. The little brat was dangerous. There was an unfathomable light in her eyes. She seemed to be looking at Zephyrus, but she had a different light in her eyes as if he was looking at something else entirely. However, even if he explained it to them, they wouldn’t understand.

“A child of a mere 10 years old, ………. Huh, well, that’s good. I’ll confirm you do your job from now on, okay?”

Exhaling a sigh of resignation, the self-proclaimed baron continues his story.

“I’m leaving here tomorrow. The ship is scheduled to pick us up.”

“Yes, I’ll leave it to you.”

“Your men are ready. They are all highly skilled magicians. They will be of great help to you in your future mercenary activities.

“Are you sure you want me to be your commander?”

The man nods back at Zephyrus, who gives him a suspicious look. Whatever the case may be, the man is a skilled wind magician. Not many wind wizards are capable of operating Anemoi.

“Of course. Only Arashi-san can master Anemoi, you know. However, I will let you analyze Anemoi when I return to the base. I’d like to make a mass-produced version of it.”

“Oh, at best, do your best to make it. You killed the guy who made Flora’s Anemoi Replica.”

“The entire laboratory was destroyed in an accident. The technology of flight-based magic armor is good for the money.”

There was not a shred of guilt on the man’s face as he answered, “It was for the money”. It was a natural expression. Zephyrus without paying attention to his attitude, smiled slyly.

“Then, you will meet your subordinates later. If possible, I’d like to take the first job this month, so make sure you hold the reins, okay?”

“You can count on me. Was it the Tokyo druid kidnapping, I think? Are there people living in those abandoned areas?”

“Yes. It gets destroyed quickly, but we have confirmed it with a drone. That area is a designated danger zone, but that’s why druids who live with nature live there. We have people who are willing to pay a lot for them.”

“Hm, well, good. As long as we get paid handsomely. Hey, bring me some new booze. And my name is Zephyrus.”

“Okay, Zephyrus-san.”

With the appropriate response, he gives up on the discussion, gets up, opens the door, and shouts.

“Hey, booze! Somebody! Hey, someone bring it in!”

A dark passageway with exposed concrete. A man’s voice resounded in the flickering fluorescent lights, but there was no reply, and an eerie silence returned.

“Hmm? That’s funny. Are you guys sleeping? Even in the middle of the night, the night watch told me to stay awake.”

The man had a dubious expression on his face, but just when he thought he heard small footsteps, he felt a shock on his neck, and something passed by.

“Oh? What the!?”

The man’s vision flipped over, and he heard a thud and a dull thud. For some reason, his body was reflected in his vision, and the man’s consciousness fell into darkness. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Hey, you!”

The man who opened the door was decapitated and crumpled to the floor. Flora paled and stood up at that. Zephyrus’ eyes turned grim, and he stood up and braced himself.

“An? …… little brat?”

He saw a person of small stature who lightly shook off the blood on their dagger. They were wearing a robe, with a deep hood covering their mouth. They were wearing sunglasses, and although he couldn’t make out their face, there was no doubt from their body.

“My name is Loki. Zephyrus, now you’re on the opposite side.”

Their voice sounded as cute as a bird’s chirp, but the air he was giving off had a dangerous air, that was different from the little brat he had fought during the day. Even the way they stood, Zephyrus understood that it belonged to a completely different master.

“Loki ………. I heard that you stole the little brat’s appearance ……, but have you come to kill me?”

They’re not the same arm as the little brat from the daytime. Zephyrus inwardly clicks his tongue and glances at the “Anemoi” in a corner of the room. He is not going to get time to put it on.

“Zephyrus, I’m going to kill you right here.”

Loki announces, holding the dagger, which is clad in powerful magic, at his side. He tries to look for an opening, but there is none.

“I’m done with this one, young lady.”

“People in this world are so weak at infiltration. Oh, maybe we’re just too strong.”

And worst of all, there were two more. He saw an old man who were a powerful magician and a beautiful woman he had never seen before walking from the back of the passageway. They had killed everyone in the building, but they were nonchalant as if they had just finished exterminating pests.

“Zephyrus. I’ll kill him here. Even if we let him live, he’ll do nothing but do terrible things.”

After glancing at the two of them, Loki sinks his body slightly. However, Zephyrus moves into action, saying that an opening has been created, albeit only for a moment.

“Damn! But it’s naive!”

[Hayate]

Zephyrus accelerates his body with wind magic. A gust of wind rolls in, and when it reaches Anemoi, he puts his hand on his armor.