You don't even want to call me godfather

Koshei subconsciously reached his hand into his clothes and placed his fingers on the butt of the gun.

Although the abilities of the cubs were in line with his expectations, the scene before him still left him somewhat confused.

"New cub."

At this time, Msisha spoke up.

“New cubs?” Seeing that the new cubs were not threatening and were standing quietly, Koshe pulled his hands out of his clothes. “You didn’t tell me that they would give birth to cubs themselves.”

"To be precise, the flesh and blood of the creatures killed by the cubs became nutrients for them, and thus new cubs were born."

"That's really..."

Koshe was about to say that this was a good thing. The increase in the number of cubs also directly improved his cleaning efficiency. But he changed his mind and thought that there were nearly a hundred people circled on the map. With such a large number of cubs...

He couldn't imagine that scene.

"By the way, controlling the cubs consumes your sanity and mental strength. If one day, your mind can no longer bear the consumption of controlling those cubs..."

"what happens?"

"You'll go insane, or have a mental breakdown."

"..." Koshe was speechless. He silently unfolded the map and memorized the location of the next target. At the same time, he complained, "I don't know whether you are here to help me or to harm me."

"Well, you know I won't let that happen. If it comes to that, I'll remind you to stop."

Although Msisha said this, Koshe was still worried.

Looking at the four hound pups that had grown into their own, their well-behaved appearance, and the blood beneath their bodies, Koshe felt a chill running down his spine.

What a dangerous and elusive creature.

But...madness, and mental breakdown...

His mind was full of thoughts, but he did not stop the work at hand.

The cleansing work had just begun. Koshe knew that now was not the time to worry about his condition. While the night was still dark, he should speed up and head to the next target.

……

"Huh - finally finished. Today's task was really not easy."

After counting the identities of all the government personnel who were killed, Jose stretched and said on the way out.

"You all did a great job this time, but you will probably have to repeat this task for a while. It will only get more and more tiring, and there is a possibility of losing your life. I suggest you prepare yourself mentally in advance."

Loft said seriously as he disassembled his musket into several pieces and put them into a suitcase.

At this time, he noticed that one of the gang members who participated in the action was standing in front of the house, his gun hand hanging by his side, in a daze, so he asked, "Abel, what's wrong with you?"

"Officer Loft, why do we have to kill those people?"

What Loft didn't expect was that this party member named Abel actually asked such a question.

"What are you talking about?" Loft frowned. This was not a question a qualified party member would ask. "Before starting this mission, I should have clearly explained the nature of the operation... Wait, Jose! Is Abel on your side?"

"Ah? Yes," Jose was helping other members disinfect their wounds. When he heard Loft calling him, he replied, "What's wrong? Did Abel do anything?"

"It's not that I did anything, but... Tsk, Jose, have you explained the nature of this mission to them?" Loft brought Abel to Jose and said, "This guy seems to have no idea what he is doing here. He even asked me why I killed those people."

"This... Abel, come here," José heard this. He beckoned Abel to him, then put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to think too much and just do your job?"

"What's going on, Jose?"

As a result, Loft couldn't help but look at Jose with suspicion and questioned.

"...Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth." Jose couldn't stand the gaze of his senior, Loft, and he couldn't help but confess, "Abel is a talented person. I just thought he would be of great help to this operation, so I brought him along as well."

"…Besides him, are there other people in the same situation?"

Loft was silent for a few seconds, then asked.

"No, he's the only one."

"Well... okay, okay, I really didn't expect that I would have to take care of the child at this time." Loft took a deep breath and suppressed his rising blood pressure. He said to Abel, "Listen, Abel, killing them is our mission. You must know that there are enemies of the Cascade family like this all over Syracuse, so don't ask questions like why you kill people, understand?"

"I see... But is it necessary to do this deliberately?" Abel seemed to understand, but his attitude remained unchanged as he continued to ask, "There are other ways to eliminate the government, right?"

"Gun and Bible can both kill people, right?" In response to Abel's question, Loft made a special analogy, "Of course we know that there will never be only one way, but we are loyal to the Godfather. If the Godfather orders us to kill people with the corner of a book, we will do so."

"So in the end... it's all because of the Godfather..."

"Abel!"

Joseph stopped Abel's restless mouth in time.

"Oh, sorry, Officer Jose, I..."

Abel also realized that he was disrespectful to the Godfather. If possible, he didn't want to talk about this topic too much. The Godfather... no, it should be the new Godfather who made him feel uncomfortable.

After all, he had not been a member of the Cascade family for long, or to be more precise, when Ulysses was still the godfather.

At least the Godfather Ulysses at that time did not do anything like the Great Purge.

He felt more powerless towards the rules and orders of the current godfather.

"Okay, don't think too much about it." Looking at Abel who seemed to be in a self-contradiction, Jose changed the subject with mixed feelings. "By the way, where are those wolf hunters?"

"They left a long time ago. It's better to say that they all left when the mission was completed." Following the sound of a lighter, Loft lit a cigarette to distract himself and said, "It's no secret that the Wolf Hunters belong to the Cascade Family. As a cadre, you should have had a lot of time and opportunities to interact with them. Haven't you gotten used to their style of coming and going without a trace?"

"That's true..."

José really admired those wolf hunters. Although they were young, they could still save themselves in a battle full of bullets and stab their enemies with daggers.

What kind of education and training can produce a group of children who even their own party members and their own people are afraid of?

"But now, they should go to the Godfather to report the mission status."

Perhaps, only the Godfather and Koshei would know the reason.

Chapter 67: A Beacon in the Snow

"the second."

Ignoring the wailing and cries for help in his ears, Koshe crossed out the second name on the map.

Looking at the tightly closed door and the blood flowing from the gap under the door, Koshe was about to leave when he felt a familiar breath.

Under the moonlight, several figures were moving quickly between the buildings. They were rushing towards where Koshei was, and finally they landed beside him one by one, half squatting.

"Red, mission accomplished."

Hong squatted at the front, and several wolf hunters squatted silently behind her, while keeping alert to the surroundings.

"Has the den been taken down?"

After looking at Hong and several wolf hunters, Koshe picked up the map without changing his expression.

Things went just as he expected.

"Yes, Red, Wolf Hunter, and the gangsters wiped out all the enemies without any casualties."

Hong was reporting on the mission when she suddenly noticed that the pool of blood on the ground behind Koshe was changing, gradually taking on the shape of a cub.

"How many enemies are there?"

"Eleven people, eight men and three women."

Although she was excited about the appearance of the cubs, Hong still forced herself to suppress the urge to go forward and pet the wolf and continued to report.

But Hong's reaction did not escape Koshe's eyes at all, or rather, the tail behind her was swinging left and right so fast that it was almost as strong as the wind.

"So that's thirteen of us now. It looks like we've had a good harvest from our first operation tonight." However, Koshe didn't really care about Hong's distraction. Rather, he was used to the childish side of this wolf hunter that occasionally showed up. "Hong, you did a good job. You can go back and have a rest first."

"What about...Koshei?"

Koshe's words calmed Hong down, and she looked at him in confusion.

"I'll be back soon, don't worry." Koshe put away the map. He silently counted the number of cubs, five, and then he said to Hong, "I'll let one of the cubs accompany you, Hong."

"Eh? Really?"

Hong stood up instantly, her eyes shining.

"It's a reward," Koshe said, looking at the other wolf hunters who were still half-crouching on the ground with their heads down. "The others can go back first. We don't need to bother you for now."

As Koshei finished his words, the wolf hunters disappeared one after another. Only Hong remained where he was, staring at the cubs with shining eyes.

Sighing, Koshe controlled one of the cubs to go to Hong, and Hong picked him up without hesitation, not caring about the blood still in his body.

Looking at Hong's appearance, there was a hint of tenderness in Koshe's eyes.

After all, Hong is still a child, and liking furry things is what a child should do.

But compared to Hong, the other wolf hunters...

Koshei averted his gaze, his hand stroking the dagger hanging inside his clothes.

He was not very familiar with the wolf hunters other than Red. Although he had tried to contact them and talk to them, the outcome was self-evident.

No other werewolf hunter has some humanity like Red, let alone a werewolf hunter like Destiny who is basically the same as a normal person.

Christina, mother, I didn't expect that even you would be partial to me...

Koshe's eyes looked a little lonely for a moment. Until now, he had not received any news about his mother.

Every time I think back to the time I spent with my father and mother, the memories are so clear.

But now, I have to put them in a corner of my heart.

"Koshei?"

Hong seemed to notice Koshei's silence and spoke with some concern.

After spending some time together, Hong had already considered Koshei a companion. Wolves in a pack rely on each other, and similarly, she hoped that Koshei could be less depressed sometimes.

Emotions are contagious, and even she, a wolf hunter, is no exception.

"No, it's okay." Koshe turned around, with his back to Hong, and said with mixed feelings, "I'm going to be busy now. Come back early, Hong."

"division--"

Before Koshe's name was even called out, he had already run away.

Hong withdrew her half-extended hand and looked at the cub in her arms somewhat at a loss.

"Ha ha……"

Koshe ran wildly on the deserted streets, venting his anger that had nowhere to go.

The snow on the ground had not yet melted and he nearly slipped. He quickly grabbed a street lamp at hand, gasping for breath.

Why did I suddenly think of my father and mother at this time? I should be focusing all my energy on the government now.

Looking at the ground beneath his feet and the shadows cast by the street lights, Koshei felt mixed emotions.

"Boom."

He punched the lamppost with a weak fist, and Koshe's body slowly slid down against the lamp.

The snow on the street lamp was shaken off and landed all on him, but he just sat on the ground unmoved, staring at his palm in a daze.

"Mr. Koche?"

He didn't know how much time had passed, until Koshei felt his legs were almost frozen while sitting in the snow. Then, a familiar name and a familiar voice were like a beacon, prompting him to raise his head and see the man.

It was Angelina, and she was holding a parcel that was being delivered.

"Anjie..."

His eyes were lifeless and he looked as helpless as a child who had just lost a loved one.

"Mr. Koshei, why are you in——"

Before Anjie could finish her words, Koshe suddenly stood up from the snow and hugged her tightly.

"Eh? Mr. Koche?"