
Today is a long day for the Revolutionary Army. How not? Today they had just arrived at Redrion City after a long journey from Working City. Upon arrival, they rush to the mansion residence of Jedrzejczyk, the mayor of Redrion City, to discuss the rebellion and Filimonov.
Konstantine Firehn and his entourage finally met with leaders of the revolutionary forces from various regions. They were very aggressive, and discussed strategies for carrying out attacks with the start of a war sign of rebellion against the government.
On the other hand, Izumi accidentally meets her own sister, Fubuki. The meeting between brothers was quite surprising after the two of them who had never met for so long.
Destiny is not just any destiny, there may be an implied intent of a destiny that brings them together. Only by chance is Izumi's enemy this time around Filimonov who is a powerful man with demonic powers attached to him.
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Even the night has arrived. The glitter of the night was enough to create a frightening aura. At night, usually an evil aura often roams around to find a prey. It's either a fairy tale, or a reality. That's not a core.
Now the Man Working Blues Trilogy Arc has reached its final point. Signs of civil war are inevitable. The winner will be free to create or organize history, while the loser can only submit to the winner. It is the law of nature. No one can defy the laws of nature.
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Two Weeks later. In every area that was in the Continental Grousse State there was no sign of any hired assassins attempting to carry out any acts of kidnapping and murder. Even the situation in each area looks so conducive. For a normal person, this kind of situation is indeed not unusual, but for the Government, this kind of situation is a strange one.
It had been a few days since Filimonov had no reports of any of the remaining assassins.
"It's weird. It's really strange." Filimonov said. This time he was sitting in his comfortable chair while staring at the window right next to him. Filimonov was seen tapping on the table in front of him with one of his fingers.
Then Elizabeth entered Filimonov's room.
"Elizabeth-chan, have you heard from the hit men? I haven't had a human supply to give to the devil in a few days. And also, I have not received any reports of people who should be killed." Filimonov said
"No, Filimonov-kun. Even I tried to call them myself but there was no answer. Maybe something's going on with all of them." said Elizabeth.
Filimonov stood up from his seat, "Ah, I better ask Kazimir, how much human stock is left to give to the devil.."
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Meanwhile in an abandoned building that is the secret place of the people who were locked up for being caught by the Charge Killer Filimonov. Those caught are likely to be sold or become collateralized.
Kazimir Blackhaunt received a call from Elizabeth. The black mask that covered his mouth, as well as the black sword that was quite emitting an evil aura.
"Yare-yare. It seems that Mr. Filimonov is a little bit thin because the number of human abductees is getting smaller." said Kazimir. He walked in a hallway leading to a large room containing several prison rooms inside.
At first, Kazimir did not feel anything strange. However, after being examined further, Kazimir felt something, like someone was walking behind him. However, when Kazimir looked back, he did not see a single person.
"Huh?"
"Damn it, I don't like stalkers at all. I'm not a sexy woman who deserves to be stalked by a son of a bitch." Kazimir said. He immediately pulled his black sword from his scabbard, "Blacklist Sword..."
Kazimir Blackhaunt's black sword is called the Blacklist Sword. A sword that could create an evil aura. This sword will get stronger when held by someone with an evil heart, like Kazimir.
Without further ado, Kazimir slashed straight, "Batsss!!!"
"Bigg!!!"
Suddenly Benn just appeared while fending off Kazimir's slash with his sword and his other hand opened a robe that could make him transparent.
"Davidestorm, I don't think this transparent robe you gave me was known to him. So what can I do, I will fight back." said Benn while smiling excitedly.
"God.. Why this place could be infiltrated by the enemy. I'd better kill you, otherwise, Mr. Filimonov will definitely scold me." Kazimir said.
"Yes, that's if you beat me. I'm strong enough, not as easy as being defeated by what you imagine." said Benn.
After that, Kazimir and Benn ran into each other with each sword they held, "Tyenggg!!! Yizhuh!! Yizheng!!!" Kazimir and Benn were seen fighting each other's swords so fiercely that they created a spark.
Kazimir and Benn slashed their swords at each other, and the two of them also managed to dodge it quite easily. Even the sword movement of the two of them looked so great.
After a few seconds, Kazimir took a few steps back. Directing his Blacklist Sword towards Benn. And in an instant, his Blacklist Sword was enveloped by a dark red evil aura.
"I don't know who you are. But most importantly, I am obliged to kill you for having successfully infiltrated an isolated place like this." Kazimir said in a cynical tone.
"I'm really great, right? You can find a secret place like this. If you want to know what exactly I came here for, then I'll tell you with pleasure." said Benn, smiling cunningly, grinning.
"......" Kazimir did not answer Benn's words at all.
"All right, let me tell you. My goal here is to free everyone who has been kidnapped. I'm going to free them all." said Benn.
"Don't hope. I'm not gonna let that happen. Looks like you're pretty strong, huh? It seems that it is good to use a collision to the devil. Maybe Mr. Filimonov will be very happy." said Kazimir.
"Devil, huh? Wuih terrible. But, that's not gonna happen. Because I'll beat you here." said Benn.
The battle between Benn and Kazimir was inevitable. The two of them were strong people from their respective camps. Kazimir was from the government, while Benn was from the Revolutionary Army. The battle between life and death is about to begin..
Will Benn be able to defeat Kazimir, or vice versa? All right, we'll find out in the next chapter..
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