Chapter 262: Just Business.
Mr. Pike’s statement echoed through the dark warehouse, and for a moment there, nothing seemed to change. As the seconds passed, the sound of metal shattered the silence. It was only a light tap, followed by another. Once they heard the third, it became clear that the sound was that of footsteps.
Looking in its direction, they watched as a dark figure manifested out of thin air. They seemed to be wearing a power suit of some kind, which explained the heavy, metallic sound of their footsteps. As the veil hiding their presence was lifted, a blue skull-like visage was revealed. With eyes glowing a deep red and knife-like horns jutting out of its forehead, it gave off a frightening demonic feeling, even when it’s clearly just a helmet.
As they stopped a couple of meters from where they were, the demonic headgear popped open, unfurling as it revealed the face hidden behind it.
"You don’t seem too surprised. Did you perhaps anticipate my arrival?"
Rose recognized the voice more than she recognized the face. Of course she did. That voice had left such a deep impression on her, so much so that she hoped to never hear it again.
Shirogane Ushida, head of security at the Blue Ember hotel and leader of the Stahlkorps. The last time she saw him was when he followed Klaus Stahlwölfe into that secret room, but now that she thought about it, keeping track of his location was almost impossible.
He had just proved it to them. With his perfect camouflage sorcery, they wouldn’t have noticed even if he were riding with them in the car. There was nothing strange about his tracking them to the drop-off location, but Rose was still shocked by his appearance.
"Revealing yourself this early," Said Mr. Pike. "Are you sure you don’t want to wait for the client first?"
"That was the plan, but alas..." Plastering a polite smile, the sorcerer added. "My patience ran out, you see. Things... came up, and I can no longer afford to wait."
Viktor gave Kirk a glance, and the tall man turned to the sorcerer. After getting a nod, he lowered his gun, grabbed the feminine bag from the fixer’s hand, then retreated to the sorcerer’s side.