I Am No King's

Chapter 64 – Doubt

~Lacuna POV~

　

"I give you another advice, free too," I continued. "Normally, the valuation of a black market job broker is quite accurate. If he judges you incapable of further development, then most likely it is true. So, I think you better stop working as a mercenary."

　

Blondie did not answer.

　

I didn't expect an answer, so I didn't wait for a response from him. I looked at the news that was still reporting the deaths of dozens of people in one building three days ago. Yes, right, it was the building where I observed the higher-ups of the Ibrahim family.

　

"White,"

　

"Yes?"

　

"When are you going to attack them?"

　

"Eitherway. I don't have the mood."

　

"....no mood yet?"

　

"Yes, right, there's no mood yet. I think the information I got was enough. I've also seen firsthand the effects of the control weapon if it touches the skin. However, I don't know, I haven't had the mood to attack."

　

"Didn't you want that prize money?"

　

"Not really. My money is already plentiful. In fact, if I wanted to, I could've set up a new organization with my current money."

　

"Then?"

　

"I told you not to be in the mood. Never mind. No need to discuss it further."

　

Hearing me trying to stop the discussion, Blonde was silent.

　

At first, I just wanted to finish this job to be able to meet and chat with mom. However, after I spoke to him for a while yesterday afternoon, I became lazy. How yes. I was hoping he'd leave me and Dad just because we were going to interfere with his work on the black market. In that case, at least, I can vent a little anger due to a difficult childhood.

　

However, after speaking earlier, there was a chance that he left because he did not want me to be killed by his control. He could have wandered around looking for an object that could suppress his own control.

　

Unfortunately, after getting the ring, she finds her family nowhere to be found. Dad died fighting the mafia and I ran out of town, started learning to be a mercenary. He must have thought I was dead too.

　

Compared to when I was a child, my appearance has changed drastically. I have changed my face several times and my hair has lost color. It's only natural that he doesn't recognize me.

　

If this scenario is true, I don't know what to say to Mila. I really don't know. In fact, I couldn't imagine her expression if I said that I was her missing daughter.

　

Not necessarily he believed. There was, in fact, he could think of me as an enemy who tried to kill him by taking his daughter's identity.

　

Ah, I don't know what to do. Yeah, I don't need to rush either. This job has no deadlines.

　

Blarr

　

An explosion was heard.

　

"Eh?"

　

The explosion was quite close. Not close enough, but very close. The explosion came from the apartment next door, the Blonde apartment.

　

I downed the canned beer in hand and spoke, "Pirang, it seems, the Ibrahim family traced your residence. When I got back, I went to your apartment and set a trap on the door. If anyone opens your door forcibly, without a key, an explosion will appear."

　

"Huh? A trap? My door? Wait up! How did you get into my apartment?"

　

　

"If you look carefully, I cut the wall and made a hole between our apartments. So, it's easy for me to get in and out of your apartment."

　

"....my experience is really minimal compared to yours."

　

The idea of making a hole in the wall with silver was not my idea. It was the idea of one of my students in the past, which I considered quite brilliant, Lugalgin. Normally, people would only be wary of windows and doors.

　

In fact, people like me, would also just set traps on windows and doors. The wall, as a defense that should be the most sturdy, becomes the most vulnerable point because it is not installed traps.

　

Cutting walls is easy, but it takes a long time. I have to do it slowly or the piece will leave a visible mark. I set a trap long before Blonde took the apartment.

　

Besides the blonde apartment, I also set a trap in the other side apartment. If any enemy tries to sneak through the balcony, they must pass the next apartment first. Therefore I set a trap not only in my apartment, but also the apartment next door.

　

And, of course, now, I also set a trap on the wall. In fact, there is hardly a side that has no traps in my apartment. Of course, the trap wouldn't have been active if I stepped on it or triggered it.

　

Ah, yes, so remember.

　

"I forgot to say. My apartment was full of traps that might have been active if I hadn't triggered them. So, better, you be careful while you're in this place."

　

"Ah, um, this couch?"

　

"This couch is safe, about it."

　

"Ah... and then... was that, when you led me in?"

　

"I'm leading you so you don't set off any traps." I lit a cigarette. "Well, while here, you don't move anywhere without my guidance. Any member of your body can float. I've been lazy enough to clean this place up, I don't want any limbs scattered and make it all dirty."

　

"Be good then."

　

I also stood up. Since there is a chance that they will be here as well, I have to prepare.

　

Seriate

　

　

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