TSFHA - Chapter 109



Yes, let's think about it.

Has Marina eaten my shadow now?

In fact, even if I think about it for a hundred days, I won't be able to figure it out unless I'm a god.

However, judging from the situation in which Max was killed without being able to resist, Marina's <Dark Footsteps> is currently...

Skill Level 3: The holder can bind the body of the target who swallowed the shadow.

The target is certainly in the 3rd level of proficiency that can be 'bound'.

Then...

Stage 2 of Growth: The holder can move from the target whose shadow he has swallowed to the shadow of another target.

She will be able to use the ability to 'move from shadow to shadow', which is a level lower than that.

Here, what if I were Marina?

Let's empathize with her.

As Wassenberg's top assassin, what's the best plan I can devise to accomplish my mission 'secretly'?

1. During 'sunrise hours' without having to risk creating artificial shadows.

2. After hiding in the shadows of your subordinates and securing the 'target.'

3. Change into the shadow of the 'target.'

...I expected it to be like this.

If Marina moves as expected, she can eat 'my' shadow, so I went out with Kali earlier in the day and came back.

In order to move a meticulous veteran assassin as intended, it would be natural to be above his head.

I considered all the possible decisions she could make and figured out the optimal method.

I hope things go as planned...

'But even if it doesn't go as planned, I need to act possessed for now!'

I don't know where Marina is right now, so I'm operating under the assumption that I'm under real-time surveillance and wiretapping.

Of course, it's not just me who has to move like that, but my whole family as well... so I've adjusted our mouths accordingly.

"Hey."

Puck.

Ryan's hand roughly pushed my shoulder.

I was sitting on the bed in my room at the hotel and looked up at him cautiously.

"Remember the place I showed you on your first day here? Bury this there and come back. Don't forget to mark it appropriately after you bury it."

Ryan said, handing over a well-sealed letter.

“I’ll go out around 2 in the morning.”

“Um, um, Dad... I’m too scared to go alone. Can’t I go with Kali?”

"This?!"

Ryan raised his arm threateningly, as if he were going to strike me. I flinched in surprise.

He leaned forward in front of me with his face set in a terrifyingly hardened state and whispered.

"If it's something I could just have my bodyguard do, why would I send you?"

“...”

“I told you, you piece of shit. It has to be done in secret. I don’t even trust the escorts.”

"Yes..."

"If you pick up something like a rice ball and keep it without selling it, you should be grateful and pay for it. Right, right?"

“...”

...Ugh. Now I'm starting to get a little confused.

'Is this really acting?'

It's so real that I think maybe it's Ryan's true feelings...

'No, no. Come to your senses.'

I nodded, cowering deeply.

"...Yes"

“I’ll gather all the guards and bring them with me when you leave, so don’t get caught and leave quietly.”

"Yes..."

“Ask properly? If you make a mistake, I’ll sell you out right away.”

Oh.

Ryan, who had been threatening me until the end, left the room, and I lay down on the bed holding the letter he had given me.

And then I started crying, lamenting my fate.

The promised time Ryan mentioned, until 2 AM...

***

Deep in the morning, when everyone is asleep.

Vania wrapped herself in her cloak and cautiously opened the door. She then crept down to the first floor of the inn.

As Ryan said, there was no sign of the guards protecting Vania as she sneaked out.

'This girl's life is really strange.'

Marina, who had been hiding in Vania's shadow and spying on everything, clicked her tongue.

From what they've learned so far, it seems clear that Ryan has some kind of secret.

And, it seems like he is trying to secretly contact someone using the still young Vania.

'Well... I'm grateful.'

He sent Vania to a place where it's easy to deal with her without having to do anything.

Dark night.

Vania came out quietly and started walking, sniffling.

Passing between the buildings...

The child, unaware that she had been eaten by a shadow, went to the place where she would die.

Even though she was running because she was scared, she stopped and cried, wiped her tears, and walked bravely again...

She left the village and went to the secluded forest outside the village. She looked around and began digging.

'I guess she's trying to hide the letter she received from Ryan earlier.'

If it's something that needs to be conveyed like this, it must be quite a surprising secret, right?

The moment Marina thought, she wanted to see the contents of the letter quickly.

Horororo.

Just in time, an owl hooted nearby.

A clever messenger bird used by Marina to communicate with her subordinates, the Shadow Order.

It was a signal that the subordinates realized that there was no one around.'

Footsteps of Darkness

Marina emerged from the shadows.

Vania was startled when she saw a stranger appearing from the darkness in an instant, and was about to scream.

“Whoa... huff!”

Marina covered the child's mouth and held the knife to her throat.

Subjugation is ridiculously easy.

“You must not scream.”

Vania, whose eyes were filled with tears, trembled.

“Do you remember me, sister?”

Without an answer, tears just welled up more.

"Oh, it's okay, baby. I won't kill you just because you don't remember. But if you make a sound, you'll die. I'll let go of your hand, so shhh?"

Vania nodded quickly.

Marina removed her hand. Vania did as she was told and kept her mouth shut.

“Good. Stay right there.”

Marina bent down and picked up the letter Vania was about to bury.

Immediately, three more men quickly appeared and joined them, and Marina handed Vania over to one of them.

“You used to live with me at Windsor Castle, didn’t you? Je came to pick you up. It seemed like you were being tormented by your father...”

Marina said, opening the envelope of the letter.

"I'll give your dad a lesson. Come with me. Tell me everything he's made you do, and how many bad people he's been hanging out with. Got it?"

The contents of the letter were finally revealed.

[This letter, which originated in Belzer and has traveled around the continent once a year, bringing good luck to its recipients, has now reached you and must leave you in three days...]

What are you talking about?

Marina frowned.

It seemed to be a password.

"Vania? Come here. Do you know what this means?"

“Yes, I know...”

The assassin dragged Vania to Marina.

We look through the letter together.

“It seems like a password. Tell me what it means.”

“Yes. But, sister...”

"Yes."

“Are there three scary old men?”

“...”

Marina, who was reading the password, froze for a moment.

The question is whether there are three subordinates.

The question seemed to be aimed at determining the number of people. A sense of foreboding filled her, and she immediately raised her head.

The Eyes of the Mirror - The Shackles of Bondage

It's already too late.

She felt her body stiffen.

A panicked feeling around.

The subordinate who was holding Vania, as well as the two others next to him, were all tied up.

“Sister, this is nothing special, it’s just... a chain letter...”

Vania spoke with a calm expression, as if she had never been trembling and crying.

As soon as she saw that expression, Marina, a veteran assassin, made a decision in a second.

Whew.

Blow the whistle to indicate an emergency.

“Owl, stop!”

At the same time, Vania shouted, extending her index finger toward the nearby tree where the owl had been.

The Eyes of the Mirror - The Shackles of Bondage

Even the owl, which must alert the outside world by whistling, freezes.

'Ah...'

Marina's mouth slowly opened.

'She's not incompetent.'

Besides, maybe she brought Marina here on purpose.

She even knows about the existence of the messenger owl raised by the Shadow Order.

It was a trap.

A trap that she didn't know when it started.

And soon, with her instinctive intuition, Marina predicted it.

“...Fuck.”

This will be her grave.


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