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Chapter 51: 50. Waiting and Assassination Team Battle

Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it was the last day to complete the mission.

After the initial attack, Sato and his group were never attacked by Stand users again.

"Ugh, I'm so bored."

Denji chewed on his bread, grumbling listlessly.

"Isn't it okay to just stay here like this?"

"Boredom is a good thing, Denji-kun," Sato said with a grin, adjusting his pistol.

"At least it's only a tiny bit of time before we're done with the mission and leave."

Looking at the boy in front of him, he had to admit that he was a very good kid—to Sato.

First, there's her innocence, or rather, her gullibility, which is a significant plus for someone like Sato.

Then there's the issue of a weak sense of law. This is relative; Denji's concept of good and evil doesn't align with Sato's, but their legal concepts are very similar.

Denji neither understands nor respects the law, while Sato treats the law like toilet paper.

Lawless, that's a good thing! Lawless is great, Sato loves this kind of lawless teammate!

His abilities are quite interesting, and his personalities are fairly compatible—Sato is thinking about recruiting Denji as his regular teammate.

Not far away, a clanging and clattering sound came from nearby.

Looking around, one could see the utterly bored Takayama and Polnareff attacking each other.

Or rather, they were 'practicing swordsmanship' by greeting each other with their swords.

Although both sides were wielding two-handed longswords that were not commonly used, they fought to a standstill.

But as the fight progressed, it turned out that the young man, Gao Shan, was gradually gaining the upper hand.

His swordsmanship was expansive, deadly, and direct; in fact, it was more of a fighting skill than a swordsmanship.

Polnareff's swordsmanship carries an air of elegance and lethality—though it's somewhat comical given his current Pillar Man physique.

After exchanging blows for dozens of rounds, Polnareff suddenly thrust forward, knocking Takayama's sword away. At the same time, Takayama tackled Polnareff and grabbed him by the neck.

Three seconds later, Gao Shan stood up, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice.

"Sorry, I couldn't control myself again."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Polnareff didn't seem to care. He simply looked at the mountain, pondered for a moment, and said softly.

"Gaoshan, in your original world... were you really a slave?"

Although he has a somewhat taciturn personality, Gao Shan is actually quite kind at heart, and one could even say he is very gentle.

In stark contrast to its size and fierce appearance, it is the embodiment of a tiger sniffing a rose.

But this gentle, even tender-hearted boy has an extremely fierce fighting style and a terrible past.

"I was a slave gladiator for nobles in an arena."

Gao Shan was reluctant to discuss his tragic past, but he still answered softly.

"I came here... mainly to earn more points to exchange for food and medicine for my gladiator friends."

"Didn't you ever think about fighting back? I mean... we should be able to fight back and win, right?"

Polnareff sat down beside him and said softly

"Spartacus is a really good movie." Gao Shan gave a slightly pale smile and shook his head.

"But that's just a story. The nobles in my country are far more terrifying than the nobles in Rome... and besides, my health has always been very poor."

Gao Shan did not tell them that he was actually in a 'weak' state when he entered this world.

Or rather, he was always in a state of 'weakness'.

His childhood, which had been almost completely forgotten and whose specific details he could not recall, he remembered that he seemed to have truly unleashed his power once.

After that, he was critically injured and on the verge of death. He was taken back and enslaved, and his power subsequently subsided.

He always has a dream, a dream in which he arrives here unharmed, and becomes tall, mighty, and wise.

But back in reality, he is always in a weak and injured state.

The points required for the main god to repair his body were also astonishing.

8200 reward points – considering that even repairing a broken limb doesn't cost 100 points, it's hard to imagine what kind of 'injury' would require so many points to repair!

Even so, he remains the champion gladiator of his 'hometown'.

Even though there were often dangerous duels, victory always belonged to him.

Now, having entered this world, his weakened body is struggling to cope. It's true that he needs points to feed his brothers and sisters, and it's also true that he wants to accumulate points to restore his health.

As for resisting those slave owners...

Perhaps, perhaps he will get such an opportunity in the near future.

Polnareff didn't speak, but only glanced at the poor child with some pity.

Then he started telling his own lame jokes.

Just as the four of them were idly passing the last night of the seventh day—

What they didn't realize was—

Suddenly, several mirrors appeared inside the castle.

In addition to the original mirror at the very top of the castle, there are now six or seven more disguised mirrors.

Perhaps Sato discovered it? Who knows?

In the mirror, a group of people are having their final meeting.

"Iluso, have you figured out the traps inside the castle?"

In a mirror located in the corner of the corridor, a man with strangely black sclera and red irises, dressed in black clothing somewhat resembling a clown's costume, solemnly said...

"Captain—I've figured it out, but I don't know how to dismantle it!"

The man called Iluso, with four pigtails tied behind his head, complained.

"They're really cunning. I found seven or eight trip mines. If we remove them, it will definitely alert them!"

"So what if we've alerted them! What are we waiting for? Let's rush in and wipe out their mothers!!!"

A young man with a hairstyle resembling that of a Devil Fruit user, wearing a white shirt, was angrily pounding on the wall next to him.

"What are Stand users doing dabbling in weaponry! Do they look down on us? Damn it, do they look down on us?!"

"Shut up, Gachu, you're so noisy," said the purple-haired, eyepatch-wearing man named Meloni, who was holding a laptop.

Just as the two were arguing, a blond man who looked like the older brother spoke up sternly.

“Risotto, in that case, we can’t possibly fight them head-on.”

“Ah, you’re right, Prosciutto,” Risotto, the assassination squad leader, said calmly.

“Even if my ‘metal artifacts’ can help you temporarily conceal your form, they cannot hide your body temperature and are useless against infrared equipment.”

"Then let Jiaqiu freeze it for us," the man, who looked like a radish, said timidly, raising his hand.

"If the body temperature drops..."

"Hey! Bessie, are you treating me like a refrigerator?!" Gachu suddenly turned fierce.

"Eek!!! I, I didn't!!!"

"Holmaggio, the only way to get close to them from here is with your 'little feet'."

Risotto looked at the last member and said softly

“Shrinking our size is the only way to get close silently. But if we shrink, your Stand won't be able to function effectively, and—”

"Of the four people inside, apart from Polnareff, whom the BOSS wants us to kill, we have no idea about the abilities of the other three. We only know that the old man has a lot of weapons, the young man seems to be very good at fighting, and the youngest one..."

"He stole Psycho's abilities!!!"

The last one, who wasn't a member of the assassination team, was a fat man who looked deformed, and he screamed.

"That shameless guy's ability must be stealing Stands. Even though his appearance has changed, his ability is Psycho's Oasis!!!"

Risotto looked at the boss's personal guard with a meaningful expression, then continued...

"Alright, let's confirm one more Stand ability: a power-type Stand user who can soften and burrow into the ground. Our opponent this time is indeed quite troublesome."

"So what if it's difficult?!"

Carne stared intently at Risotto, then shrieked as if his fur had been pricked.

"The BOSS's orders are absolute and absolutely not open to questioning!!!"

"You traitors who betrayed the BOSS's trust, this is your only chance to atone!!!"

Chapter 52: 51. The assassination squad strikes together, the Boss targets Giorno.

The assassination team are 'traitors'

Within Passion, the assassination squad is a group that is collectively isolated and ignored by almost all other members of the organization.

There was only one reason: their former members, Sorbe and Gerard, tried to investigate the boss's identity, but were discovered by the boss, tortured to death, and their bodies were sent back to the assassination group's territory as a deterrent.

As for whether other members of the assassination team were involved in this incident... that's not important.

Diablo spared them only because they were somewhat useful.

But after that, the assassination team was given the cold shoulder by their boss and the organization.

Although they were still paid and their salaries were quite high—enough to live a very comfortable life in Italy—all their other benefits and income items were cut by their vindictive boss.

While they may be able to afford sports cars, designer clothes, and fine dining, they are still considered 'poor' compared to officials like Polpo who control lucrative businesses such as drug trafficking and smuggling, especially given their work and abilities.

Such 'discrimination' undoubtedly deepened their 'dissatisfaction' with the BOSS and the organization.

The boss is probably waiting for the moment when they can't take it anymore and turn against him, so he can get rid of them as a matter of course.

But whatever the case, they're here now, under orders from their boss to assassinate his enemies.

Cargner, as a member of the royal guard, was their 'overlord'.

It's easy to imagine how this bodyguard, who had a fanatical cult of worship for their boss, would treat these traitors.

However, the assassination squad won't be lenient with him either.

"Hey, hey, hey, fat guy, aren't you on the wrong side?"

Holmage waved his hand with a flippant smile, but his expression toward Carne was full of malice.

"Watch your words, or we'll make you suffer a fate worse than death!"

Facing the assassination squad members who had subtly surrounded him, Carne showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he was exceptionally enthusiastic.

"Traitor, kill me if you dare!" Carne's face was flushed red, seemingly impatient.

"Kill me, and I will still offer my utmost loyalty to the BOSS!!!"

"Iron-meh—"

"Wait a minute," Risotto called out to Gachu, while Prosciutto pulled the others back.

“We’re still on the same side, so watch your attitude.” Risotto looked calmly at Carne and said coldly.

“I don’t know what your abilities are, but the enemies outside are the real BOSS. If you want to take us all down with you, that’s fine, but your ‘loyalty’ won’t be recognized.”

Hearing that his loyalty was not being recognized, Carne immediately became obedient. Risotto had truly grasped the man's mentality—an absolutely obsessive one when it came to 'loyalty'.

"We won't order you around, but don't interfere with our operations," Risotto warned one last time, then turned to begin outlining the tactics.

"First, we must split into two groups and take them down one by one, instead of rushing out all at once."

The doubles of an assassination squad are not suitable for 'team battles', or rather, they are not suitable for working together.