“[……I misjudged you.]”
I thought we were the same kind.
Apparently I was mistaken.
Clicking his tongue briefly, Raymond acknowledged his mistake and straightened his clothes.
There did not seem to be any need for further conversation. His master appeared merely interested, not particularly desperate to have Kido.
“[The direction we pursue hasn’t changed in the slightest. Well, you’ll find out soon enough too. I’m curious what kind of face you’ll make when you do.]”
“Yeah, bye-bye~.”
‘Lowly mafia bastard.’
Raymond spun around without bothering to hide his displeasure.
Kido fluttered a hand at his retreating back.
It was a little disappointing.
If he had followed Raymond, he probably would have gotten quite a lot out of it.
Still, thanks to Young Master Raymond clumsily acting like some third-rate villain, Kido had managed to extract one useful piece of information.
“What perfect timing.”
‘So this confirms it. There really is a third force.’
Rubbing his chin, Kido carefully ran through the possibilities.
Judging by Raymond’s nuance, that side seemed hostile toward Jio, and the Judges were Jio’s enemies too……
Well, damn.
“Our King’s in trouble.”
‘So there was a reason she made the board this big.’
A former lover, now a King backed into a corner.
Just imagining the combination of those words was exciting.
“Then is this where the prince on the white horse makes his entrance?”
No.
In a case like this, perhaps it would…