The Assassin and The Blind Saint

Arc 2 Chapter 13: Theater

Evening came, I was now walking with Mr. Radolf to the theater. Miss Mirela, her sister and her mother had arrived first while Mr. Radolf had just returned from his job at the Council Office and met me when we passed by on the same street.

“Heh... is that so? You were on a date with Mirela? I think it's a good development.” Mr. Radolf seemed happy when he talked about it.

“By the way Mr Radolf, what was that in the House today?” I asked that to change the subject.

“We covered about three topics for today. Trade, political stability and the welcome of the Saint along with the hero candidates who will come to the City in a few weeks.”

“Sang Saint come to this city? Wh why? Wasn't the Saint along with the Hero candidates on the front lines helping the alliance army?” I was surprised to hear Lena was coming to this City.

“Well. You are concerned about information about the security of the State,” replied Mr. Radolf sounded regretful.

After walking for a few minutes, we then arrived at the main entrance of the theater. The building is quite large about 40 meters and its area is even larger than the City square. I think this is the largest theater in the Habsburg Empire.

We showed our tickets and entered the building. Seen some Patrol Guard who do guard. If not wrong, we mobilized about 40 personnel to guard this theater every staging activity or other things here.

We then arrived at a balcony. I think this place is reserved specifically for certain people.

“Ah Sir Sirius, you have come apparently!”

“Cih, why the hell he should be invited all.”

Hearing the different response from the brothers, I just smiled and waved to them.

“Hey Milo! Watch that word! Have you not been schooled talking like that to the person who saved you!?” Miss Mirela stared intently at Milo. That firm attitude reminded me of Alissa.

Facing her angry brother, she only pouted and turned her face away.

“Please sit Mr. Sirius, the show will soon start.” Miss Mirela patted the empty bench that was next to her.

I then walked up to him. However, I saw from up here a familiar person was sitting in the bottom seat with a woman. He then turned around and noticed me who was on top.

What is Senior doing here? He's doing his depraved habit, isn't he? I then saw him waving his hands at me.

Turning my gaze away from him, I saw one of the Guard Patrols below walking towards the theater exit. He had some wounds on his face.

That guy, I think I saw him this morning. I know he's not a member of the Patrol Guard. Something's not right here. My instincts say so.

“Nona Mirela, can I have permission to go back for a moment?” my many.

“Ah, please Mr. Sirius. But hurry up because the show's about to start."

Getting permission from Miss Mirela, I then walked out of the balcony and went down to Senior Karl's place.

“Ah Sirius! It was very unexpected that I could meet you here,” Senior Karl said seeing me approach him.

“Oh Karl, is this your friend? He's pretty good looking as well as fufufu. Introduce me to him,” said the woman beside Karl seductively.

I don't have time for this.

“Senior, something is not right here. Will you come with me to check what happened?” whispered to him.

“Serious?” ask him back.

I looked at him and indicated that I was not joking.

Senior then turned to face the woman.

“Helena, I think there are some things I should talk about with this junior of mine. I'll be back before the show starts.”

“Oh of course, do not forget to take your juniors also to my house next time yes. Of course when my husband is not home,” the woman said as she licked her lips looking me directly in the eye.

Somehow, hearing the woman's words made my hair goosebumps. He reminds me of Nightingale.

After leaving the woman, we then walked towards the man with a cut on the face earlier out.

“Hey Sirius, what is it exactly? You know that woman? She is Madam Helena, one of the famous women in the entire entertainment district.” Senior Karl protested a little to me for suddenly interrupting his date. “Of course it's a pseudonym, originally she was the young wife of a Count!” senior Karl.

“I'll explain later Senior, we have to hurry.”

We then arrived at a door that read ‘Only the manager who can enter’ I tried to open the door but locked from the inside. I then broke into it and found three people who were blindfolded and had their mouths tied.

I recognize them. These three guys are Patrol Guard.

Behind them was a man with a scar on his face that I saw this morning with Miss Mirela.

Seeing our arrival, the man smiled and pressed his finger against an object in his hand.

“…!”

“…!”

Suddenly, the three bodies of the bound Patrol Guard began to burn to ashes.

“Have fun!” The man then escaped by breaking the glass of this room.

Just as I was about to chase after him, a creature emerged from the grey third Patrol Guard earlier.

Groaaahah!

The three Wraiths then darted to attack us both.

“Senior Karl!”

“I understand!”

We have to exterminate those three Wraiths here. If they make a mess in the theater, then the people who are with the man can certainly take advantage of this chaos to facilitate whatever their plans.

...Author Note: Illustration of Wraith...

***

On the other side of the building

“Hahhh... I really want to get off for a date with my girlfriend Complaints of a young Guard Patrol.

“Well... I think you'll get a chance next time,” replied his partner.

They were both standing guard at the entrance to the Hollande Theatre.

“One time I also wanted to bring my girlfriend to si—“ Suddenly the man's voice was stifled. A knife slid into his throat.

“It's a shame, you'll never get that chance.” The one who stabbed him in the back was his speaking partner.

After killing that Patrol Guard, he then immediately locked the theater door from the outside so that no one could get out.

Moments later, the man heard footsteps from behind. He then turned around and found a man with a face wound approaching him.

“Chairman, stage 1 of our operation has been completed. We will enter in stage 2 operation.” Hearing him, the man with the wound on the face just nodded.

Stage 1 of their plan is to knock out the Guard Patrols guarding the theater. The twenty of them disguised on as Patrol Guards to be able to enter this place. This access they get from the connections that have been given by the person who gave them this task.

“We turn on the gas, we finish this operation before the people outside are aware of any peculiarities in this building.”

***

On the other hand, Radofl and his family and visitors who came did not know that they were in danger.

“Milos! I've told you how many times, you must be polite to Sir Sirius. Either way, he's our savior. Why are you being like this?” Mirela advises Milo regarding his bad behavior to Sirius.

Radolf who saw this could only sigh. On the other hand, he also wanted to tell Milo how to behave to someone. Especially to the people we once owed him something. However, Radolf could not bear to see Milo who was moody because of Mirela's lecture.

“Your brother is right Milo, no matter what happens, be nice to the people who have helped you.” Radolf said it while stroking the hair of his beloved son.

Radolf realized, in this world, if you don't have real power, you should at least have good social skills. That's why Radolf went into politics.

He realized that without any protection from stronger people, those who were jealous of his success would have already scuttle his business. Radolf was lucky he could go so far.

Therefore, Radolf wants his children to have a strong shield so that they can be awake from people who have bad intentions to them. He saw Sirius as perfectly suited to be Mirela's guard in this matter.

Although Radolf was well known for his kindness, Radolf actually only did so to gain community support. Not entirely out of sheer sympathy for those in distress.

He wanted to use society as a shield for himself and his family. Sure enough, in the end, Radolf just did everything in his power to take care of his family.

For him, his whole life he sacrificed only for his family. For him, family is everything.—priceless treasure with anything.

If there were no family, Radolf would probably be like any other cunning businessman, no matter the small people who suffer.

“Milo... promised Dad, you'll apologize to Sir Sirius later, okay?” He looked into his son's eyes when he said that.

“Alright Dad, I'll try it.” Milo nodded at the look in his father's eyes.

“Good boy, I'll buy you Milo's favorite toy when you're done from here.” Radolf stroked his son's head again.

“Asiiikkk! Thank you, Dad!” Milo smiled happily and hugged Radolf.

‘Iya... For all of you, I will do anything. Even if I have to sell my soul though!’ Radolf cemented the resolve in his heart.

Seeing this warm scene, Radolf and Mirela's wives smiled as well. The four of them hugged each other.

*Brakk!

When Radolf was enjoying their warm moment, suddenly the door of the place where they were was opened.

“Sorry to interrupt this touching family drama, may I join you?”

A masked man and three others carried a sword and wore a strange mask that covered their mouths and noses entering Radolf's and his family's quarters.

“Who are you!? What times—“ Radolf's voice was held back, The masked man stuck his sword in Milo's Neck.

“A-yah... I'm afraid,” said Milo softly and seen tears began to wet his cheeks.

“Do not hurt my son! I'll do whatever you want!” Radol said so in desperation.

“I'll ask you a few things, and don't you try to answer the question twirling around, no help will come to you. Look down,” said the masked man.

Radolf then walked to the edge of the balcony and saw people visiting the theater.

Shortly after, a smoke appeared out of nowhere and began to fill the theater room. The visitors started to panic then started running towards the exit.

But unfortunately, the masked man and his colleagues have locked all the exits in the theater.

Moments later, some people were seen falling and within seconds, the theatergoers were not standing.

“What did you guys do to them!?” radolf asked puzzled by what he was witnessing.

“Ah don't worry, they just fell asleep. We just tried a tool sent by a Republican spy and didn't use anything dangerous.” The man then walked up to Radolf.

“Alright Mr. Radolf, I don't want to ask you twice. So you have to answer honestly, okay.” The masked man then gave a hand code to his colleagues.

“I will answer it! Please! Don't hurt them!” Seeing his fellow masked men sticking their swords around his family's neck, Radolf again begged in despair.

“Alright, first question. Where Prince Otto's meeting with Hero candidates will be held, you often talk to Prince Otto, right? He also often gives you important tasks. I'm sure, you know where this meeting will take place later.”

Hearing the masked man's question, Radolf became wondering what these people were up to. He knows his place. However, it is a secret that should not be told by others because it concerns the security of the State.

*Slitts

The body of a fallen man, he was Radolf's wife. His neck was shedding a lot of blood.

“Honey!”

“Mama!!”

Radolf's children saw the scene of horror. They saw their mother being killed sadistically before their eyes.

“You! I will not forgive!” Radolf was about to attack the masked man however, he saw the two fellow men sticking the sharp side of their swords at his children.

“Do not test my patience Mr. Radolf, our time is limited,” said the masked man coldly.

“What's my fault with you guys!? You're rebels, aren't you!? I have always been kind to the little people! Why are you doing this to my family!?” Radolf shouted hysterically.

“Jawab question.” The masked man only responded coldly.

Radolf then tried to calm himself.”They will meet at a Manor precisely in the Village called Runfeld.”

“What will they actually discuss until they have to go to such a remote place?” ask back the masked man.

This time Radolf began to be confused. He was never told what Prince Otto would discuss with the Hero Candidates.

*Slitts

The body of a child fell this time. Blood was pouring down on his clothes.

“No, no, no! Milo!” Radolf rushed to his son.

“No, Milo! You are all demons! Huuuu..” Mirela cursed the rebels and cried.

“We are just doing what we believe will make this country better, Miss.” The man said that flatly.

Radolf took his son's hand. His son's body began to feel cold in his grasp. He then hugged his son.

“A-dad.. Pardon Milo—“ His son whispered those words in Radolf's ear before exhaling his last breath.

Radolf's body trembled, tears began to pour down his cheeks. Anger began to take hold of his heart. He then looked at his son's face, he died with a smile.

Not a single Father who wanted to feel the warmth of his son in his arms disappeared slowly turning into a cold and stiff corpse.

Brakk!

They then heard a door break from below. They then saw a black-haired man staring intently at them.

The masked man then approached his comrades and said, “Kill the Man below, I will go to the roof to get the answer from Radolf. We should know the information before killing him.”

***

Just a moment ago…

In front of me, three Wraiths were darting towards me exposing their claws. I dodged their attack and started running.

“Senior Karl! Is it still not finished!?”

“It's ready! Get ready Sirius!”

Hearing Senior's instructions, I then turned around preparing to face those three Wraiths. I then concentrated the mana in both hands so that I had enough power to destroy them without using Baselard.

“Holy Stardust!” A circle of stars then appeared on the floor below the three Wraiths was hovering.

I then ran towards them. One of the Wraiths swung his hand about to attack me with their sharp claws. I then lowered my head and did an uppercut to the Wraith's skull. The skull of his head then floated up and then turned into a grain of dust,

Not enough to get there, I then focused my mana onto my feet and then shot towards the remaining two Wraiths.

Dodging both of their attacks, I then jumped up and launched a kick at the skull of one of the Wraiths. The skull head then bounced and broke into ashes when it hit the wall of the room.

Not finished there, I landed and turned around. He pointed my fist at the chest of the last Wraith. My hand pierced through his breast bone which then turned into a grain of dust.

“Good Job Sirius!” Senior Karl did a strange pose while giving his praise to me.

“Senior, I will directly check what happened. Senior contact other members for help.”

“Good.”

We then split up. I ran towards the direction where the man had escaped. After arriving at the building lobby, I saw several Guard Patrols who had been killed.

I rushed to the theater. But I found the entrance locked. I refocused my mana into my right hand and punched the door hard.

Brakk!

I then walked into the theater room but, there was faintly a strange puff of smoke filling the entire area of the room and it was seen that the people inside here were asleep.

What the hell is going on?

Not long after, I smelled a strange smell from this puff of smoke. I am very familiar with this smell.Konyak plants are used to make Paralyze potions.

I held my breath and looked up where Mr. Radolf and his family were. It appears that some men are wearing strange masks on top. They then took Mr. Radolf out of there.

Not long after, about 10 people appeared wearing the same mask as them carrying a sword running towards me.

My breathing was limited, in this urgent situation, I then used Shadow Link.

Jumping from shadow to shadow, I can subvert them for a short time. I then ran to the wall of the theater room and jumped onto the balcony where Mr. Radolf and his family were previously.

Upon arrival, I saw the bodies of a boy and a girl with their blood soaking the floors.

I'm late…

Not wasting any time lamenting their deaths, I then immediately caught up with the Masked Man who was carrying Mr. Radolf.

Passing a few stairs up, I then opened the door leading to the roof of the building. I saw the masked man standing on the edge of the Building. His hands held the necks of Mr. Radolf and Ms. Mirela.

“Ahh... You are here means you have defeated some of my men,” said the masked man.

I walked closer without responding to his words.

"A,a,a.. You stop there.” Hearing his words, I then stopped stepping as the masked man began to relax his handrails which held Mr. Radolf and Miss Mirela from falling over.

“I wonder who you will choose..This beautiful young woman...or the broken old man saw his family die before his eyes?”

I then looked into Miss Mirela's eyes. I could tell by the expression on his face, he was very scared. I understood from the look in his eyes, he wanted to be saved immediately and believed I would save him like the previous incident. Hope his hero can save him back.

“Mr Sirius! I beg of you! Save Mirela! He's the only family I have left! I beg of you!”

If I save Miss Mirela and let Mr. Radolf die, then Public opinion of the Patrol Guard and the government will return badly for letting their beloved Councillors die. The security stability in Wien will deteriorate and the rebels will take advantage of it easily.

On the contrary, if I save Mr. Radolf and let Miss Mirela die, I don't know what will happen to Mr. Radolf's mentality… He's probably better off going to hell than living life after this incident.

I can only save one person.Shadow Link will not work if the target is in the air.

I'm out of ways…

“Hororrr!” The man let go of his grasp. I saw Mr. Radolf and Miss Mirela fall and start to disappear from my eyes.

I then decided to follow my instinct and ran as fast as I could to the edge of the building. Focusing the mana on my feet, I then shot towards my target.

I caught his body then punched my hand into the building wall to dampen our falling momentum as much as possible to keep us safe when we landed.

I then made my body as a cushion to make Mr. Radolf as much as possible to avoid severe injuries.

“No, no, no!!!! Mirella!!!! Huu…. Aghhhhh!” Suddenly Mr. Radolf got up from above my body and shouted hysterically.

I tried to get up and approached him.

In front of us, there was a dead body of a woman with her head badly broken because it hit the ground. The same woman smiled and laughed with me this morning. The woman who always dreamed of herself was saved by a hero.

I can never be a hero to anyone…

Not feeling it, blood started to come out from my lips and both palms of my hands.

Ii'm sorry... Mirela