Chapter 657

She accelerated, dashed over, and vaulted through the window, then turned and fired several shots.

The decorations above the hanging window were shattered to pieces, all falling down to block the window, obstructing Shuichi Akai's path.

Only then did Vermouth clutch her right abdomen and stagger toward the floor below.

She followed the stairs around a few bends, but to her surprise, footsteps came from below.

Vermouth froze.

No, judging by the footsteps, it wasn't Shuichi Akai, but someone else.

She held her gun and walked down.

Turning the corner, Vermouth was surprised to see a familiar face.

Handsome and dashing, carrying a strange charm.

Is this... that Onmyoji called Akaso Kaze?

Vermouth's face darkened as she aimed her gun at Akaso Kaze.

With her other hand, she slowly pulled a silencer from her pocket.

"To think I've reached this point. If you want to hate someone, hate the heavens for arranging such a tragic end for you."

Vermouth said this while attaching the silencer.

She had lost too much blood, and her body felt weak, forcing her to lean against the iron railing nearby.

She hadn't expected the railing to be long-rotted; it snapped the moment she leaned on it.

Vermouth's mind went blank; she fell instantly, and the silencer in her hand was lost.

Suddenly, her body stopped.

Just like that, suspended in mid-air.

Then she slowly rose, as if something were lifting her up.

A large hand reached over and pulled Vermouth into an embrace.

"You, you let me go..."

Vermouth raised her pistol in a panic, but Akaso Kaze easily snatched it away.

"I am the angel who saved you; how could you shoot at me?"

Akaso Kaze revealed a bright, hearty smile.

In Vermouth's eyes, the entire night sky seemed to light up.

She suddenly widened her eyes in terror.

Shuichi Akai appeared at the top of the stairwell.

Looking at the two of them huddled together, he revealed a cold smile.

"I knew it. According to the Organization's customs, how could there not be someone here to receive you?"

He raised his gun, aimed at their overlapping figures, and pulled the trigger with force.