130 Goodbye, John Smith (2/2)

”I'd warned you, that you'd regret it . ”

The mercenary who had his head cut off let out a fountain of blood and crumbled to the ground .

”B,b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Who are you!!”

The remaining mercenaries drew their swords .

”The name is John Smith . You can regret hearing it in the next world . ”

”What did you sa—————!?”

Several thin strings gushed out in the moonlight .

However, no one noticed its glimmer .

Without knowing, without noticing, every single one of their heads went flying .

As the blood started raining down, the carriage laden with cold coins started moving again .

The carriage slowly increased its speed and left the scene, leaving behind the countless bodies whose necks have been cut and John Smith himself .

He moves his fingers as if playing a piano, while manipulating countless strings extending from his fingers .

And, spoke to an empty s.p.a.ce .

”I know you are there…”

At the same time, the steel strings tore into the darkness .

Something moved in the darkness .

A woman wearing a black body suit appeared from the place where there should be no presence . Her body suit is like a beautiful dress, her face is hidden behind a mask, but her blue eyes are staring at him through the gap .

”Nice to meet you, John Smith . ”

With a beautiful voice like a bell, she bowed and greeted him . Her platinum hair shone in the moonlight .

”And, Goodbye . ”

And then, a jet-black sword cut down John Smith .