You don't even want to call me godfather

Chapter 74: A Deadly Battle

"The garrison is evacuating the surrounding residents. They don't want the process of suppressing the manhunt to be secretly filmed, but I don't think it's possible to be foolproof."

Outside the house where Koshei and others were, several executors standing on the periphery did not raise their high alert like those in the inner circle. They leaned against a car and chatted.

"The longer this operation is delayed, the more likely it is to generate public opinion. The public will not believe what the military commander said about wiping out the fallen angel group. No one with a brain would believe it."

One of the executors even lit a cigarette. The nearby street lights had been turned off, and the flame of the cigarette butt flickered in the darkness.

"But the target of the killing is actually the monarch of Syracuse. It seems that they really want to fight to the death."

"The military commander probably thought that, even if he had to use any means necessary, he had to deal with this matter before the people in other regions woke up," the executor who lit the cigarette took a deep puff and then exhaled the smoke leisurely. "Do you think there is a chance that the monarch of Syracuse will survive?"

"What are you thinking? Don't you see how big the scale of this time is?" Another female executor pointed to the inner circle of the team in front and said, "There are seven teams of five people this time, thirty-five people, including that musketeer. It would be abnormal for them to walk out of that mansion alive."

"Well, I guess the cause of this incident is probably the personal vendetta between him and the military commander," an older executor said at this time, "You newcomers may not know that a few years ago, the face of the monarch of Syracuse appeared on the wall of the notary office."

"How is this possible?" The smoking executor was a little shocked. "No matter how you look at it, he looks like an adult now, right? I've never heard of any immortals among the Lupo tribe."

"Who knows? But it was for this reason that the wanted order was quickly revoked. The real him was only in the single digits at that time, and he had never left Syracuse," the elderly executor shook his head and said with emotion, "That was the Pope's order, but only the military commander is still upset about it. I guess it has something to do with today's action."

"Then we might kill the wrong person today," the female executor shrugged, but she didn't care about it and even joked, "Hey, do you think the scar on the commander's face was caused by the man who looked exactly like the monarch of Syracuse?"

"Haha, if you really think about it that way, it actually makes sense!"

The smoking executor agreed, smiling and patting the car next to him.

“Bang!!”

Suddenly, an explosion was heard in the mansion.

"It looks like the cavalry is attacking," the old executor immediately clenched the gun in his hand, "Move, boys, it's time to get to work."

The other executioners also reloaded their guns and followed the inner circle team, running towards the mansion.

"Boom!!"

Another sound of artillery fire reached the ears of the executioners.

When they entered the mansion, the Gunners were running upstairs, and two Sakotas dressed as executioners walked out from behind the load-bearing surface where Azazel and Koshe were hiding.

"They ran upstairs!"

One of the males, Sakota, shouted to the executors who were just chatting.

"Chase!" The old executor was obviously the captain of this team. He waved his hand and ordered the other team members to follow the inner circle team upstairs. Then he said to the two executors, "Go outside and keep an eye on them to prevent the target from escaping from the roof!"

"Yes! Understood!"

The two executors understood and trotted towards the door.

After running out of the house, they suddenly sped up and rushed towards the car where the executors who were chatting were leaning against.

The car door was not locked, so they quickly got into the back seat, holding their guns, and looked around, their nerves tense.

"They... they probably... didn't notice anything..."

The two people were Azazel and Raphael. They stared at the back of the car through the rearview mirror. Azazel gasped and said with some fear.

"Probably... not..." Raphael's physical strength was better than Azazel's, but she didn't look much better either, and she was also panting. "But... that Bo Ye asked us to go back to the car first... why?"

“Bang!!”

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of cavalry artillery fire was heard again in the mansion, and flames of explosions rushed out of the windows on the second floor, accompanied by bursts of gunfire.

Suddenly, three strong lights appeared in the car, one on the driver's seat and one between Azazel and Raphael.

The other one, however, appeared on Raphael.

The light faded, and Boye appeared in the driver's seat, Koshe appeared in the back seat, and Kule was sitting on Raphael's lap.

"Hmm..." At this moment, compared to the shock of Azazel and Koshei, Kule turned around a little embarrassedly and looked at Raphael under him, "Um... do you suggest squeezing in?"

"Ah... It's okay..." Raphael grabbed the back of the chair and climbed into the trunk when Kuler stood up, "Ah - it really feels familiar."

"...What happened?" Koshei, who experienced Bo Ye's ability for the first time, was very confused and puzzled. He looked at Azazel who had the same expression as him, "Isn't I killed by the explosion?"

"We'll talk about the details later. Now we should prepare to run away." Bo Ye put the car into gear without taking out the car keys. However, she also noticed that Abraham had not appeared yet. She immediately turned around and looked at the mansion behind the car. "Wait, Abraham is not dead yet?"

Several people turned around and looked back. They saw the burning window and Abraham seemed to have jumped down from the building. His body was still on fire.

After he fell to the ground, he staggered to his feet, holding on to the wall, and pulled out his pistol and put it against his head.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, Abr Khan fell to one side, and then his body began to emit light.

Then, accompanied by another strong light, Abrhan appeared in the passenger seat of the car.

"Okay, everyone is here," Bo Ye glanced at the number of people in the car, pushed the gear forward, and stepped on the accelerator, "Hold on tight!"

After driving for a distance, Bo Ye looked at the rearview mirror outside the car. Suddenly, she turned the front of the car and stopped in the middle of the road.

"Abel Khan, do it!"

she called out to Abrakhan.

Abraham had just come back to his senses after being resurrected. He quickly took out a detonator, looked in the direction of the mansion, and pressed it.

“Bang!!!!”

Several boxes of explosives that had been left in the mansion were all detonated at this moment. The flames of the explosion shot straight into the sky, and the aftermath even shook their car.

Looking at the collapsed mansion and the burning ruins in an instant, Boye turned the car around and drove in another direction.

The current crisis has been resolved temporarily, but if this happens, they will definitely have to deal with more enemies next.

……

Amidst the ruins, a white figure stood up.

He glanced at the destroyed cannon that had fallen at his feet, then raised his head and looked at the car that Koshe and the others were riding in.

He climbed up from the ruins. Even though his weapon was destroyed, most of his plate armor was missing, and the long red scarf with the Lateran emblem was burning, he still stumbled and chased in the direction Koshe and the others had left.

Chapter 75: The Bridge of Farewell

"The weather seems to be getting warmer recently."

In the car, Boye lowered the driver's window. Cars were speeding on the empty streets, and the wind blew into the car. She sighed.

"Yeah," Abraham agreed, looking at the rapidly receding street outside the car window, "It looks like spring will be here soon."

"Spring is the best time to go for a drive," Bo Ye would occasionally glance at the rearview mirror outside the car to prevent being pursued. "Of course, if I wasn't running for my life, this might really be no different from going for a drive."

The three people sitting in the back seat and Raphael in the trunk did not speak.

Except for Kule, the rest of the people were more or less puzzled as to why Boye and Abraham remained so calm when facing the pursuit.

"Hey, speaking of which," after a brief silence, Bo Ye looked at Azazel in the rearview mirror and asked, "Azazel, right, and Raphael, what are your plans for the future?"

"Intend?"

Azazel didn't immediately realize what this meant, and Raphael curiously poked his head out of the trunk, right next to Azazel.

"Yes, Abrhan, Kule, and I are all planning to leave Lateran after rescuing Koshei," Bo Ye turned the steering wheel and drove into another street. "What about you two? You blatantly disobeyed orders, so you definitely can't go back, right?"

"Well...if I go back, I'll probably be treated as a traitor..." Azazel scratched his hair, looking a little embarrassed, "Besides, if my mother finds out, it will be troublesome."

"As for me, it doesn't matter. Lateran is not my home anyway. Wherever Asa goes, I go." As the only survivor of Lateran's destruction, Raphael is the most open-minded. "It's just... I'm a little reluctant to leave Uncle Ouya."

"Well...so sometimes getting too angry is not a good thing," Bo Ye seemed quite touched by this. "Now you have calmed down, but you are also confused."

"Ou Ya..." Listening to the conversation between the few people, Kule muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "If he said that, he should have been killed by Ben Hong."

"What did you say?"

But Raphael, who was in the trunk, heard these words and she suddenly grabbed the back of Ben Hong's chair.

"Snapped."

As they were chatting, Koshei suddenly took out a lighter and lit a cigarette in the car.

"Hey! There are two kids in the car!"

Bo Ye was the one who was least accustomed to the smell of smoke and didn't like it at all. She turned her head and complained.

"call--"

Koshei let out a long breath and smiled for no apparent reason.

"They are both obviously older than me."

His words made the car quiet again. Indeed, it seemed that they all treated Koshei as an adult without realizing it, but forgot that he was just a young adult who was younger than Azazel and Raphael.

"Gah-"

Suddenly, Boye stepped on the brakes, and inertia caused several people in the car to rush forward involuntarily.

"what's the situation?"

Abraham immediately picked up the gun and put the muzzle against the car window.

"There are a lot of people on the other side of the bridge," Bo Ye put the car in reverse gear and backed up while observing the crowd on the other side of the bridge. "I remember that tonight is Christmas Eve. I guess they are all waiting to celebrate Christmas."

"Then take a detour from another place?"

Seeing this, Abrhan lowered his gun and suggested.

"There's only this bridge connecting the other side. The entry point is there, and the rest of the place is surrounded by high walls," Bo Ye parked the car behind a building, turned off the lights, and hid from the crowd's sight. Only the Christmas lights were flashing. "We can only wait. I hope they don't celebrate for too long."

Time passed by minute by minute, the crowd grew larger and larger, the noise became louder and louder, but the celebratory lights seemed so disturbing to the few people in the car.

Koshe took out his pocket watch and checked the time. It was already past twelve o'clock.

Christmas is here, and the entry point that An Shibai mentioned before should have been opened.

"Hey, Koshei, did you know that?"

While waiting, Abrhan turned around and looked at Koshei, his finger pointing at a bridge connecting two buildings.

"That's called the 'Bridge of Sighs'. In the past, there were palaces and courts on the left, and prisons on the right. People who were convicted would pass through that walkway. It was a farewell bridge for criminals to bid farewell to the world."

Abraham's tone was casual, but there was a complex emotion in his eyes.

"Ah, that bridge also exists in Syracuse," Koshei only glanced at the Bridge of Sighs and then looked away, his words full of indifference, "It's probably Lateran who copied the one in Syracuse."

"Well... that's indeed the case."

Abraham felt a little embarrassed for some reason, because this was indeed what Adam had said to him before, and Adam was Koshei, and now after hearing these few words, he felt an indescribable feeling.

The car fell into silence again.

Koshe's attention was not on the crowd across the bridge, nor on the people in the car.

At this moment, he leaned back in his chair, looking at the roof of the car, communicating with the existence in his mind.

He was very familiar with the voice that sounded in his head before the musketeers broke through the door of the hotel.

And now, temporarily out of danger, he was able to communicate with Him.

"Msisha..."

Perhaps because he hadn't called this name for a long time, Koshe felt a little strange for a moment.

"Long time no see, Koshei."

Msishha's deep voice rang in his mind. If it were before, Koshe might have felt nostalgic and surprised, but now, he only felt indescribable depression and anger.

"...Why did you show up? Why did you show up now?"

There is no doubt that if Msisha had existed and helped, Koshe would not have been in the current dilemma, and even Iris might not have died.

As long as he could summon the cubs again, or even the Hounds of Tindalos, then Rutland's ill will towards him would be nothing.

"Before, I did it to protect you. I couldn't watch you lose your mind and have a mental breakdown because of my existence. Idhela took advantage of the situation and came in for this reason." Msisha could sense Koshe's emotions and knew why, so he explained, "Idhela was forced back by her counterpart, so I was able to come back."

"...Now, can I still use the cub?"

Although Koshei was suppressing his anger, he did not let his emotions get the better of him. Just in case, he still asked.

"Unfortunately, no," Msisha ruthlessly denied his idea, "The damage from the previous overclocking summon has not yet been recovered. Summoning a cub now, even if there is only one, is tantamount to seeking death."

'Is there no other way?'

"No, not really," Msisha answered without hesitation, reflecting the tacit understanding that had been cultivated between him and Koshei for a long time. "Only time can dilute everything."