Blood Hand Society, a killer organization that hid in the shadows of the city.
More than a third of the headless murders in the city were related to this organization.
As for the remaining two-thirds?
They would more or less be involved in this organization.
But even so, no one was able to catch a single trace of this organization.
Whether it was the former Director Patrick or the current Chief Officer John, none of them could do it.
The members of this organization seemed to be invisible, they would come and go without a trace every single time.
Let alone the leader of this organization.
The most detailed records didn't even state the gender of the leader.
In simple words, there was no information on the leader at all.
Herles was very proud of this fact.
Because no one would have thought that the leader of a killer organization like Blood Hand Society would be a night patroller.
Every evening, he would push a cart filled with lamp oil and a ladder to the streets and alleys. He would pour kerosene into the street lamps and light up the wick.
The next morning, he would extinguish the wick again.
Everyone who saw him at night wouldn't suspect anything.
More than half of the people in the city knew him as a night patroller.
After all, he had been doing this job for 20 years.
Tonight was the last time he would be patrolling the night.
After tonight, he would have enough gold for his old age.
He would find a beautiful place and live the rest of his life in wealth.
Once he thought about the beautiful life that was about to come, the heavy rain before his eyes became even more adorable.
Herles was a person who loved rainy days.
Not only because rainy days affected people's sight and hearing, but also because rainy days could cover up the bloody smell, giving an assassin like him enough time to set up the crime scene perfectly.
Just like tonight!
No one would have thought that the whole St. Paolo School would be attacked.
Just like how no one would have thought that St. Paolo School hid a part of the Church of Dawn's treasure.
Even Herles, the assassin leader who thought he was in charge of the city's night, accidentally got the information from a member of the organization.
After a little investigation, the information was confirmed.
However, there were some things that he discovered during the investigation that made him not act rashly.
Instead, he used a sleeker method to deal with St. Paolo School.
The effect was great!
Although he would lose a considerable amount of gold, the rest was enough for this assassin leader.
At the very least, he didn't need to fight against that terrifying old man who didn't seem like a normal person at all … no, he didn't seem like a normal person at all.
At the thought of that abnormal guy's strength, Herles, who thought highly of himself, couldn't help but shudder.
But when he thought about how the other party had left this place in order to transport a portion of the gold, Herles heaved a long sigh of relief.
That's right!
He would come back!
However, by the time the other party returned, he would have already disappeared with the gold. At that time, no matter how powerful the other party was, it would be useless.
Thinking about the brilliance of his plan, the head assassin couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, the sound of an explosion in the distance and the sky illuminated by flames made the assassin leader's heart skip a beat. An inexplicable uneasiness made him send out the action signal in advance.
The street lamp beside the leader of the killers was ignited.
The lamp wick was raised high and there was enough kerosene, making the street lamp exceptionally bright in the rainy night.
The leader of the killers on the ladder looked in the direction of St. Paul's School.
He was hoping for a perfect sneak attack.
However …
Nothing happened.
St. Paul's School didn't change at all in the rainy night.
The leader of the killers stared at the brightly lit chapel beside the school field, hoping to see his men but there wasn't a single one.
The uneasiness in his heart grew heavier.
At the same time, a faint bloody stench that common people would subconsciously ignore entered his nose.
Without further hesitation, Herles quickly jumped down the ladder, turned around and dashed towards the escape route that he had arranged beforehand.
Herles had never been caught by anyone for so many years. It wasn't just because of his disguise and his outstanding strength, it was also because he had a vigilance that common people didn't have.
No matter how big of a chance he had to win, Herles would think about what to do if he failed.
A wagon was already parked at the end of the street.
It was loaded with sufficient food, water, and the necessary currency.
However, before Herles got close to the wagon, the leader of the killers stopped with an ugly expression.
The closer he got to the wagon, the thicker the bloody stench was.
What this represented was self-evident.
"Who is it?
Come out! "
Herles shouted heavily, looking like he was going to risk his life.
However, the moment the words escaped his mouth, the leader of the killers quickly retreated. He didn't turn around and run, instead, he maintained his forward posture and retreated backward with the tip of his feet touching the ground.
Despite his awkward posture, he wasn't slow at all.
Especially the twin pistols that appeared in Herles' hands, it was even more intimidating.
Then …
A tremendous force appeared behind Herles.
The leader of the killers who kept retreating was sent flying more than a dozen meters away as though he crashed into a speeding truck. He fell in front of the wagon and couldn't get up anymore.
Of course, Kieran didn't really kick Herles to death since he controlled his strength.
From the Wayne clansman's mouth, Kieran clearly understood that Herles before him knew more inside information. Even though it was the Wayne clansman who leaked the information about the treasure of Dawn to Herles, the Wayne clansman didn't participate in the subsequent investigation.
Even tonight's plan, the Wayne only knew about it before the sky turned dark.
Based on what the Wayne said, Herles was just one of the outer members of the Blood Hand Society at first, it was a coincidence that he got the news from one of the direct descendants of Duke Wayne. That was why he was promoted to the core member of the society as an exception.
Kieran didn't comment on the matter.
He believed Herles was promoted as an exception and he also believed Herles got the news from one of the direct descendants of Duke Wayne.
None of that was important.
Even if it was covered up, it didn't matter to Kieran.
However, Kieran didn't believe the direct descendant died in an accident not long after Duke Wayne went missing and in the end, an idiot inherited the Duke's position.
So, he planned to get more information from Herles.
Kieran strode over to Herles and picked him up.
Herles whose spine was broken was like a puppet without strings, he was picked up by Kieran helplessly.
"Let me go!
I … "
Bang!
A soft gunshot interrupted Herles' words. Under Kieran's intentional control, the bullet grazed Herles and landed on the carriage beside him.
Herles screamed in panic when he saw the bullet marks on the carriage without any resistance.
"Go!
"Hurry up and take me away!"
"Whatever you want to know, I will tell you! Whatever you want, I'll give it to you! "
As he begged, Herles didn't sound like a cold killer leader at all, he sounded more like a common night watcher.
It wasn't acting but the truth.
Maybe it was just a disguise at first.
But as time went by, it turned into reality.
Human's habits and desires were the same.
Both were very scary.
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