Zaefal looked straight at Illya and Rasie. "I just received word from Dark Town."
He paused for a moment, his breath still ragged from running up the stairs.
"Kail... the leader of the Iron Fangs Gang... he's dead. Murdered in his office."
Illya's eyes widened. "What? Murdered? Who?"
Zaefal looked directly into Illya's eyes. His expression was grim. "The killer's description: wearing black clothes, wearing a simple mask, and also has purple hair."
Illya's pupils contracted drastically. Her breath caught in her throat. The paper in her hand, filled with strategy notes, slipped from her grasp, floated softly, and landed silently on the marble floor.
"W-what...?"
"the fuck??, that description... that's the purple-haired!" Rasie flinched in shock. Her grip on sword hilt tightened. "What did that idiot do?! Didn't he promise not to do anything that stupid?! What happened?!"
