One and Only
81 - Angel of the Court and King of Death from Hell.

One of the gun shop workers who is suspected to be a suspect involved with the fan dancer incident that injured the Queen was out of work in a state of intoxication.

He was a man who quickened his pace when he realized that someone was following him from behind. And the one who followed the man from behind was Yura.

Yura looked at the suspect in front of her as if he was chasing and hunting prey. The girl's gaze was very unfriendly.

Yura hit hard from behind until the male suspect fell to the front.

The suspect was angry when his bottle broke when he fell. However, he looked terrified as he watched the person chasing him pull out something from the balim of the robe he was wearing.

It was Yura who took out the same pair of fan weapons that the fan dancer was wearing when she injured the Queen from under her cloak. The suspect was surprised not to play when he saw the pair of fan guns.

"You ... who? There was no way you were a dancer back then. He's already dead. A dead person cannot live again. Who are you really!?"

Instead of answering, Yura instead walked up to the male suspect with a pair of fans that had been opened wide in both hands.

"His mood he recognized the dancer and a pair of fans of this weapon. I guess he must have something to do with the incident and he must be one of his accomplices" Yura said

Seeing the person following him carrying a pair of fans that were weapons while continuing to walk towards him, the suspect was afraid to want to escape. However, let alone run, just stand up unable to because of the influence of alcohol that makes him drunk. As a result, he could only shuffle backwards from his place.

"Who and what do you want!? Stop there and don't come any closer!"

Yura ignored the man's words and continued to approach until it was right in front of her. Now the position of the two is facing each other with Yura who remains standing and the suspect man who is still on the ground.

With a body trembling in fear, the male suspect picked up a sharp shard of bottle and aimed at Yura who was right in front of him.

However, Yura did not feel any trepidation or fear in the slightest. Yura actually directly brushed off the broken bottle directed at him with a fan of the weapon in his hand until the broken bottle was blown out of the suspect's hand. Even Yura also slashed the suspect man's wrist with a fan which was the weapon he was holding.

The man's suspect immediately grimaced in pain as he held onto his injured wrist and spat out blood.

"Not like you, I'm not afraid at all" Yura said as she pointed one of the gun fans at the suspect's neck until he could not twitch and grew more frightened.

"Actually who are you and what do you want?"

"You've repeated your question three times and I haven't even started asking, but I'll tell you. I'm the angel of justice on this earth. Now reveal the evil you're hiding for justice if you don't want me to summon the King of Death from hell to take your life" Yura explained

"Speaking what nonsense are you! How ridiculous! I don't even understand what you're saying!"

"Let's see which one is more ridiculous ..my speech or your fate," Yura said as she brought the gun fan close to the suspect's neck.

"Keep that thing away from me!" pinta suspects the man is getting scared.

"You know what this thing is, right?" ask Yura

"Of course, it's a weapon I made myself!" the suspect was arrested for being drunk.

"You made this kind of weapon for whom you gave it to and for what?" ask Yura

Being drunk and feeling scared, the male suspect almost lost his consciousness and it made Yura feel annoyed.

"Conscious ... basic, drunkards! If you don't answer correctly, try to choose which one you want to sacrifice ... your hand means you won't be able to work on making any more weapons or even your neck which means you won't be able to live after this?" ask Yura with the threat mode.

"That's what I gave a dancer to kill the King" the suspect replied as he felt a pain in his neck due to the scratches of a gun fan that made him aware.

"Ordinary people like you want to kill the King, tell me why!" yura Scream

"Who told you to?" ask Yura

"The shopkeeper told me on the orders of the supporters who always invested his money in our store, Duke Azariel."

"Why did Duke Azariel want the King's death?" ask Yura

"I don't know anything anymore, really. I've told you everything I know, please you ask the King of Death to go back to Hell only and do not take my life. Please forgive me .. I promise I won't do that kind of evil again." The male suspect spoke with his whole body shaking as he looked towards Arvan walking over.

Even Yura saw the male suspect's pants seeping wet and her gaze was directed at Arvan who walked over in a black robe that hid her face.

"You mustn't be outrageous" Arvan said, referring to Yura.

"I won't go too far again, King of Death. Forgive me, please ... " The suspect of the man disobeyed Arvan's words addressed to Yura.

Arvan was confused and could only look at Yura question mark.

Not responding to Arvan's questioning gaze, Yura pulled her hand away the weapon fan from the suspect's neck of the man.

"Go ... go home because you have to change your wet pants" said Yura

"Basic, disgusting drunk .." continued Yura muttering.

"I'm going home and changing my pants. Thank you very much!" The suspect of the man immediately fled while staggering because of drunkenness as if walking in an uncertain direction.

Yura and Arvan just let the male suspect get away and leave just like that this time.

"Arvan, why are you approaching here? Didn't I leave my horse to you? But, you even left your own horse?" ask Yura

"The horses are very obedient. They won't run away, you can even see them from here. However, I came because I was worried about you" replied Arvan

"You're exaggerating. Are you worried that I might hurt that guy? If I really did that, he even deserved it. However, I just let her go," Yura said

"Should I catch him and not let him get away? But, I really can't stand it. Just this time I saw a grown man wetting his pants like that. I've faced many criminals, but only this time I found a frightened criminal who wet the bed like that" continued Yura while babbling.

"Just leave him. Anyway, we still have a sketch of his face. We can still use the sketch of that face to catch and put him in jail later. Come here, let me see you well .. " said Arvan who immediately held onto Yura's shoulders and watched the girl closely.

"What are you doing? Are you checking, did I get that man's toothpick?" ask Yura

"No, you didn't get the toothpick. I made sure of that. However, did you get a broken bottle of alcohol earlier? Are you hurt?" ask back Arvan while looking at Yura fixedly.

"It seems like I've told you before, I'm not the kind of person to be bullied easily and I can take care of myself. I wasn't hurt at all" Yura replied

"Thank God, then. However, what did you say to him earlier until he was so frightened that he even thought I was the King of Death?" ask Arvan

"I say that I am the angel of the court and if he does not answer my question correctly, then I will call the King of Death from hell to take his life. It seems like he thought you were the King of Death because of your appearance wearing a black robe. Facing a cowardly drunk seems easy. I even got important information from him," Yura said

"All right, we can discuss that later. Come on, let's get out of here and go back to the Royal Palace" Arvan said

Yura just nodded, then walked with Arvan to the horses owned by each to return to the Royal Palace.

Luckily it was early morning, late at night. Until no one witnessed the things done by Yura against the male suspect because the atmosphere around was very quiet.