In the fifth time, the victims became a mob.

Archduke Kersten was assassinated by an unknown mob.

Then, the bloody day began.

The mob, stimulated by blood, rushed into the manor.

They plundered everything they could see.

They kill everything in sight.

When the blood stained the entire manor, they opened the warehouse.

There is no food.

Although there is some bread stored in the kitchen, there is really no grain in the warehouse.

What Grand Duke Kerston said is true.

The mob was stunned and terrified.

Then?

Most people deceive themselves and others.

Unwilling to continue searching.

then?

Unable to find it, they began to focus on other nobles.

This time I gained a lot.

However, chaos also began to break out in Walker's capital.

Unstoppable.

unstoppable.

Instigated by thoughtful people, the riot of thousands of people quickly snowballed into a riot that swept the entire Walker Empire.

Millions of people participated.

By the time the riots subsided, it was already six months later.

The entire Walker Empire is also divided into East and West Walkers.

West Walker calls itself orthodox.

East Walker was seen as a mob regime.

As for the original Grand Duke Keston?

No bones remain.

The initial mob hanged the Grand Duke at the gate, cut his body into pieces, and burned him.

This is true even for the Grand Duke's children.

The first emperor of Walker, who only left such a Duke Street between East and West, reached a rare tacit understanding. In order to commemorate the Grand Duke, it was renovated and preserved to this day.

Even if someone stated at the time that they had seen the two emperors in front of the Grand Duke's manor when the riot began, it did not change any of the facts.

The emperor is still the emperor.

The speaker is already dead.

And the so-called truth?

Nobody knows.

No need to know either.

Just know that Duke Street is already one of the wealthy areas of Terte, the capital of West Walker.

Today, successful businessmen, mid-level military officers, secretaries of some big shots, etc. live here.

Although it is not as good as those top wealthy areas, it is enough to make people envious.

However, Rathore dismissed this.

If it weren't for the mission of the 'Alliance', he wouldn't have appeared here at all.

Compared to this kind of ‘civilian life’.

What he prefers is the extraordinary life of a 'mysterious person'.

In Rathore's view, civilians who do not possess 'extraordinary power' are just like the cattle and sheep around them, there is no essential difference, they just provide them with 'food'.

Even if he possesses ‘extraordinary power’, he is nothing more than a low-class person.

He is a follower and slave in line with his status.

Only become a ‘professional’!

That's the real person.

And such people must be in the minority.

After all, there are only seventy-seven professionals in each profession.

Some professions have disappeared with the passage of time.

For example: fortune teller.

The 'Star Gazer', who can only reach the third level at the highest level, is really not good enough compared to other professions with 'sixth level'.

However, fortune tellers are still welcomed by all 'professionals'.

Because, it is so convenient.

At this time, Rathore was sitting in front of a third-level ‘star gazer’.

"How? Will it be successful?"

Rathore asked.

"Well, according to the stars, we're going to be very successful."

The fortune teller answered like this.

The fortune teller was wearing a heavy robe and covering his face with a scarf. His voice sounded old, and the only eyes exposed were bright and sharp.

Rathore, who is already a fourth-level ‘assassin’ and a ‘wanderer’, doesn’t want to look at the opponent.

He always thinks he will be seen through.

Even though both parties are in an 'alliance', they both have their own secrets.

No one wants to appear naked in front of the other person.

It's not just embarrassing.

Will...

fatal.

"very good."

After Rathore finished speaking, he stood up and left the room.

Now that the plan is successful.

He just waits for the harvest.

‘Herc’s Potion’…he is bound to win it!

Even if it's refined.

Otherwise, with his talent, a fourth-level ‘assassin’ would be his limit.

It will never be possible to reach level five!

If you don't become level 5, you will never be able to enter the true 'alliance'.

To do this, he had to use some small means.

Fortunately, there is more than one person like him.

The fortune teller in front of me is.

So are the other 'professionals' at 19 Duke Street.

Of course, the assassination of Siwok VII was not led by these people, but was a decision made by the 'Alliance'.

them?

It's just a matter of following the trend on this basis.

As for the end?

Naturally, someone will take the blame.

"Did you really think you were going to get everything?"
To be continued...