I Am No King's

Chapter 65 – New Offer

~Lacuna POV~

　

I've been dressed in a padded jacket, complete with weapons. I walked to the front door, and opened it.

　

Beyond my expectations, this place is no longer deserted. Yes, if the standard quiet is sound, this place is still quiet. However, if the standard is quiet is the existence of people, the hallway of the apartment is no longer quiet. There were three people standing at the door of Blonde's barren apartment, researching it. One of them came closer when he saw me.

　

"Nyo–"

　

"Miss,"

　

"I'm sorry, let me repeat" the man corrected his words. "Miss, did you hear a commotion?"

　

"Ah, no commotion. There's just an explosion." I answered lightly. Besides, I added something else. "Possibly, the owner of the apartment next door set a trap on the door, just in case someone tried to forcefully enter."

　

"Ah, so right our guess."

　

We both fell silent, looking at the person who was still researching the door.

　

[There's, like, four bodies, in the bushes. Their bodies were burned and destroyed. I think it was they who were thrown off the 74th floor and fell here. Replace.]

　

A voice sounded from the man in front of me. More precisely, from the handy talky attached to his right shoulder.

　

"Well, secure that body. Replace."

　

[Ready. Done it.]

　

Destroyed body. I wonder how broken it is. I mean, they were thrown off the 74th floor. In fact, I doubt his face is still recognizable. Perhaps, that was the reason the person at the end of the channel seemed doubtful. He was not sure if the body destruction batch actually came from 4 people. Yeah, I get it.

　

Another voice sounded. This time, it was not the voice of people, but rather the ringtone of a smartphone.

　

"Excuse me,"

　

"Please,"

　

The man opened the smartphone and stayed away for a moment. Not long after that, he came closer.

　

"Sorry, there's a phone call for you."

　

"Thank you,"

　

Even though I haven't heard the voice of the person on the other end of the phone, I can guess who called. This person is one of the few people who know my name and my place of residence in this country.

　

[Miss Lacuna.]

　

"Yes, with me."

　

[Include me, my name is Nora, of the Adams family. Previously, I would like to thank you for choosing Pagoda Apartment as your residence. And, I want to say a big apology because your comfort has been compromised.]

　

"No problem."

　

Ah, too much of this guy's talk. Just go straight to the point.

　

[Before, I heard you have taken a job from the Anastasia family to clean up the Ibrahim family. Is this true?]

　

"really. Then?"

　

[Are you willing to get additional funding?]

　

I've guessed.

　

[If you are willing to clean up the Ibrahim family this week as well, we will give you an extra gift. For the nominal, what if I equate with the gift given by the Anastasia family?]

　

Luscious enough. Only by doing the same job would I earn double the money.

　

If I wasn't worried, like now, I would have accepted this offer with great pleasure. However, unfortunately, despite not wanting to accept this offer, I cannot simply reject it.

　

The apartment is owned by the Adams family, one of the five largest families in the country. Ibrahim's family dares to launch an attack on this apartment is a great insult to the Adams family. This incident is the same as the Ibrahim family considers the Adams family is not a family to be feared.

　

Hence, the Adams family's reputation was at stake here. If the laws of this country allow gangster war, surely the Adams family has now mobilized all its members to attack the Ibrahim family. Unfortunately, no.

　

And, whether lucky or unlucky, I live in this apartment.

　

　

How did the Adams family know that this attacker was Ibrahim's family? Its simple. Every member of the mafia in the country is required to have a metal identification tag, a dog tag necklace, like the military. For people who do not wear a dog tag necklace, it will be considered as an outsider or mercenary.

　

The dog tag necklace is also a sign of pride as a member of a family, as well as a tool for each family to declare their greatness. On the other hand, the necklace also backfired in identification like this.

　

If I refuse this offer, either my reputation will be destroyed by the Adams family, or they will do something else. The point is, if I refuse, only the loss I get. So, my answer is definitely. However, I don't want to take it for granted.

　

"I want half sent to my account tonight too, the other half can be given after it's done."

　

[Tonight? Not long enough. I just transferred it to your account.]

　

As he said, the smartphone in my pocket vibrated. I opened it and saw the confirmation the funds had come in.

　

I forgot to say. This account number is just a transit account number. So, all the money that goes in and out will always go through this account number. My real account is kept safe, no one but me knows on whose behalf and number it is.

　

"Well, I'll let you know when it's over. As you wish, this week."

　

[Thank you. Sorry to bother.]

　

I gave this smartphone back to the man in front of me.

　

"Okay, I'm gonna take a break."

　

"Thank you very much, Miss." The man bent his body.

　

I closed the door and went back in. I took my clothes off again, changed into a t-shirt and panties, and went to the bedroom.

　

"Hows it? Are they gone?"

　

"The people of Abraham will not come again tonight. They've been dealing with the wrong people" I replied Blonde lightly. "Tonight, the security of this apartment must have been tightened immediately. If they try to attack again, they'll be instantly wiped out by the guards of this apartment, who are the Adams family people."

　

Because only at the level of guards and not until the gangster war, it is still allowed.

　

"I'm going to sleep first. We'll talk tomorrow again."

　

"Eh? I slept on the couch?"

　

After going to the room, I took a blanket from the closet and a pillow from the mattress. I went out for a moment and threw a blanket and pillow.

　

"Yes, you sleep on the couch. If you want to sleep in a bed, with me, you should try not to trigger any of the traps I set up in this apartment."

　

"Ah, that...."

　

Blondie did not continue her answer. He just glanced around.

　

I didn't care about it and went to bed. Good night to the world.

　

Seriate

　

　

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