Chapter 240: Operation Wolf Slayer. (Part 28)
"Things have gone out of hand."
Hearing the words, Bianca Romano snapped out of her daze. She glanced to the left, at the old man sitting beside her, and watched as he gently swirled the red wine in his glass, a look of disappointment in his eyes.
"You don’t look too bothered, father." She said.
"Oh I am, sweetheart. I’m even considering going out there to join the fight." Chuckling, the old man then added. "It’s just... well, I’m still having trouble understanding why this is happening."
Giovanni Romano was getting in on the years. White had conquered his hair, and the wrinkles on his face grew deeper with each day. Though his voice still retained some of its vigor, one could still tell he didn’t have much time left.
"You do?" Bianca raised an eyebrow at him. "Isn’t the answer obvious?"
"It is obvious, isn’t it?" bringing the cup to his mouth, the old man took a small sip, closing his eyes as if to enjoy the taste. He stared at the cup for a moment afterward, but his eyes seemed to be focused on something far, far away. "Our enemies have found a path toward much greater power, one that doesn’t follow a specific bloodline. They had long surpassed us, while we continue to decline year after year. The government seems to have forgot everything we did for this country, and now they’re sending their dogs to put us down."
Downing what remained of his cup, Giovanni stared at the empty glass for a few seconds then raised it by his side. Maria, one of Bianca’s maids, stepped forward and tipped the head of a wine bottle, refilling the glass.
Bianca stared at him for a moment then turned to the rest of the hall. Her wedding reception had taken a change for the worse, and though they were keeping a calm facade, the tension spreading among the guests was growing noticeable.
Guests from the Romano side were mostly part of the family, with a few business partners. Those invited by the Stahlwölfes, on the other hand, seemed much more clean. Well, clean as in not directly involved in the underworld. Few knew about the raid beforehand, and those who did still chose to attend, willingly turning themselves into hostages.