With the alarm, the entire Shinomya estate awoke.
Upon receiving the intelligence that the enemy was attacking from the front gate, they all paused for a mont.
Then, they all thought of the sa thing-could the person attacking from the front be a decoy, and the real assassin planning to jump out and kill people when they focused on the decoy?
After all...
--- How could anyone be so stupid as to attack the Shinomya family from the main gate all alone!
--- That's impossible, right!
--- Even a child knows not to attempt the impossible!
That's what they all thought.
But Jaden didn't see it that way-he thought that what he had to do tonight was as simple as kicking aside a pebble on the path.
So, all his actions were the simplest possible.
Attack the Shinomya main gate head-on, and then head straight for the Shinomya family's main residence.
As for obstacles in the way...
--- Crush them!
Jaden walked into the large courtyard in front of the Shinomya main residence, and behind him, three waves of people had already fallen.
None of these three waves made Jaden change his course, or even pull his hands out of his pockets.
No one understood what had happened.
It seed that the mont those people were seen, they all imdiately collapsed!
So, at this mont, the commander in charge of directing the Shinomya family guards narrowed his eyes.
"Stop preparing for an assassin-leave the bare minimum guard force, and have them go explain the situation to the Shinomya elders. As for everyone else, intercept him together in the main courtyard's large open space!"
Saying this, he put on a bulletproof helt.
"And have our direct mbers bring out the weapons we used back when we retired and beca rcenaries!"
Ah, this...
Standing next to the commander was a subordinate who had followed his superior since their ti in the military, through their rcenary career, and even until today.
But even he hesitated upon hearing his superior's words.
"Captain Skurrow... the target is only one person. Do we really need to use firearms?"
Using firearms had consequences.
They could certainly resolve the enemy smoothly today, but the matter could not be concealed.
Although the Shinomya family could protect them, using this many firearms would definitely require a huge outlay.
If this were to deal with an attack by a rcenary group, he would have no objection.
But just to deal with one person...
Was it really worth it?
Hearing his subordinate's words, the man nad Skurrow explained while falling into a mory.
"Don't be foolish, kid... once, when we were rcenaries, you were out on a mission, and the rest of us encountered sothing like this."
"You must have heard about that ti, when the man nad Muteba, ard with just a small knife, single-handedly crossed our firing line and took us completely by surprise."
"That was a tactical error-because our tactics were all designed for fighting units. We had never had the experience of using a whole unit to encircle one person, nor did we have tactical precedents for dealing with that kind of monster."
"We were also careless that ti-after all, even the famous Kure Clan are only assassins, so before then, we couldn't imagine that one person could do sothing like that. If I had been more careful then, even that Muteba wouldn't have been able to make a na for himself by stepping over us."
Saying this, Skurrow finished putting on his gear, picked up his gun, and pushed open the door of the room.
"...However, one failure like that is enough."
"After that failure, the entire process and experience kept replaying in my mind; I even dread about it... Regret, so much regret!"
Therefore.
"---This ti, I don't intend to leave the opponent any chance at all!"
Jaden continued straight toward the Shinomya family's main residence.
He walked all the way to the large open space in front of the main residence's courtyard, and right at that mont, Jaden, who had been completely expressionless until then, smiled.
"Seventy, one hundred, two hundred, five hundred... six hundred twenty!"
He mumbled to himself, seemingly counting sothing.
Imdiately after...
Rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-
The large space, which had been pitch black with only the faint light of streetlamps, was instantly illuminated by rising muzzle flashes!
Pistols, rifles, machine guns...
In an instant, hundreds of all kinds of firearms opened fire simultaneously from the front in a semi-circular encirclent!
As the sound of the gunfire erupted, Skurrow shouted into his radio.
"Fire, open fire! Empty the bullets needed for the first round!"
While saying this, he picked up another radio.
"Kuuku... start the action as soon as the gunfire stops!"
Following his voice, a low response ca from the other end of the radio.
About five minutes passed after that!
Then the sound of the firearms stopped. At that mont, the tall warrior called Kuuku and a few dozen people threw a certain object toward the dozens of positions that could serve as cover in the courtyard in front of them.
Boom-!
This ti, real flas erupted!
They threw hand grenades!
Accompanied by the explosion of the grenades, Skurrow's voice rang out again.
"Fire! Open fire! Second round-no, this ti, according to each team's firing angle, empty all your bullets!"
Following his command, the gunfire rang out once more. This ti, the gunfire lasted a full twenty minutes!
Flas, black smoke, and the sll of gunpowder... undoubtedly, no one doubted that true hell looked sothing like this.
And Skurrow laughed excitedly at this mont.
"Hahaha, you monsters better not think you can step over the team led by , Skurrow, a second ti! I, Skurrow... am no stepping stone!"
Following his voice, the guards below also started to laugh.
And then...
Now that they had emptied all their bullets and even thrown all their grenades, a voice, as if synchronized with death, ca out from the flas and thick smoke.
Tap, tap...
Sotis it was the heavy thud of a sole hitting the ground, and sotis the crisp sound of sothing being struck...
This mixed sound was now coming from the area they had just covered with fire! And it was getting closer and closer!
Skurrow's eyes widened, and everyone else's gaze was fixed on the source of the sound.
"Impossible... impossible..."
Skurrow kept shaking his head and muttering.
"Six hundred nineteen guns... dozens of grenades... how could anyone withstand such an attack when all of those opened fire on an unsuspecting target... Impossible, impossible-"
But even though he desperately resisted it.
That figure stepped out from the flas and black smoke.
Not only was he not dead.
But... completely unhard!
Even his clothes were only slightly soiled by the smoke, nothing more!
The previous muffled sound was his footsteps, and the crisp sound was him clapping.
"You are much more capable than I imagined."
Jaden chuckled and clapped.
Then, he slowly put his hands, which he had pulled out to clap, back into his pockets.
"But since you're finished... it's my turn, right?"
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