Chapter 483 – #009. Kyris Noir Blanc (2).

#009. Kyris Noir Blanc.

I shook hands with Iris, the captain of the casino ‘Baker’.
A handshake with a stout man was not very pleasant.
Holding hands with a man

‘Eww.’

I let go of that hand right away.
Iris let go of my hand and said.

“Your hands are surprisingly beautiful. Your skills are unbelievable.”
“Because I don’t like fighting.”
“But do you have that much skill? Other members of the organization must be very jealous.”

Iris chuckled.
That hearty laugh made me feel better.

Should I say I feel like I’ve become something?
I definitely felt that I was being recognized.

“Anyway, I’m very fortunate. You have no idea how fortunate I am that you took the side of the ‘crow’.”

Iris murmured as she scanned the blood-splattered casino.
A little fear permeated his voice.

“If I made a mistake, I could have been wiped out because of ‘Blood Dagger.’ Thanks to your help, I was able to overcome it.”
“I’m glad I was helpful.”
“It’s like saving the people here. He’s a talent that can’t be missed in ‘The Crow’.”

Iris pulled out a black mask from her bosom.
It was the symbol of the ‘crow’.

“I’m not a member of the ‘Crow’ yet. I’ll be able to do this with my authority. If you like it, you can wear that mark. It’s good for us, because we can feel a sense of belonging earlier.”
“Thank you for your consideration.”

I wore a mask without hesitation.
I conveyed my will to enter the ‘crow’.

Iris shook her head as if satisfied.
He half-inhaled her cigarette and threw it roughly on the floor.
Even going to look for ashes seemed to be bothersome.
Only the casino staff who cleaned up were pitiful.

“Damn ‘Blood Daggers.’
“Ah. Doesn’t it work well during business hours?”
“That’s our mutual rule.”

Iris continued.

“Think about it. If you take a business place, it becomes an area that will eventually be managed by your own organization. What is the point of an attack in a way that disrupts the business of the business place that will be under your jurisdiction?”
“Ah…”

If you ask me, does it feel like a nuclear attack?
‘We attack to expand our territory, but if we attack in such a way that the territory is polluted… It’s strange.’

In that sense, Iris said that ‘Blood Dagger’ was garbage.
Although the dark organization operating in the back alleys has nothing to say.

I listened to it without even bothering to refute it.
I made a point of flattering Iris, who was now my boss.

“Is it morning or night for you?”
“It’s morning.”
“You said you would join the organization firmly, but I guess I just asked. Go get your name on the organization. Come along and have a look.”

Of course, the ‘crow’ has a hideout.
Although he boasted a dignity that did not fit the word hideout.

‘The bigger the better is the cock, breasts, and hideout.’

Iris followed.
On the way, I could see quite a few organizations.
Organized members roaming the streets for granted.
There was no fear on their faces.

He was afraid of the police and did not avoid them.
London, the British Empire, left the back alley black gangs unattended.
They were in a position where they could not manage organizations with their public power.
It was a situation where they had no choice but to leave it alone and borrowed the power of organizations.

‘Recognize the influence of organizations, and borrow that power to maintain public order.’

Jay jay
It was a situation where the words fit perfectly.
Organizations that interlock and compete for rights.

Their restraints acted on each other, and stable security was maintained as if on the verge.
All the London government of Great Britain did was give them a semi-legal source of income.

A source of income is created under the name of ‘protection’.
Semi-legal income that is not subject to government sanctions.
Business districts, production districts, gambling and pleasure streets are seen as gold.
Organizations step in and protect the streets and make money.
Zones are divided and placed under someone’s influence.
Each member of the organization will not be able to go around without thinking.

A structure that protects Londoners, governments and organizations together.
It was the completion of a mutually beneficial structure.

‘It’s strange.’

I wondered how that could be possible.
When I was about to check it out, Iris called me.

“This is the crow’s hideout. You came to the hideout of the best organization in London.”

Brilliant lights twinkle.
Even at dawn without a handful of sunlight, the light did not know how to cool down.

A five-story stone building.
Inside the huge building, gang members dressed in black uniforms came and went.
Some wore black masks, while others did not.

“You just have to go and tell them where you belong, and move on to your team. I’ll help you from there, so there’s no need to worry.”

He hadn’t officially become a member of the ‘crow’ yet.
He was scouted by Iris and temporarily belonged to it, but he did not have enemies in the ‘crow’.
I was on my way to put my name on the list now.

The hideout consists of a basement and 5 floors above ground.
It looked like a modern civilization, but it was possible to build a building like this even in modern times.
A feeling of admiration flowed out.

If you think about it, Western modernity has a different track from what I think of modern times.
The West and the East are so different that you can think of them as completely different worlds.
The West did not stop researching weapons to win the war.
Medical advances have been made to overcome infectious diseases.
In contrast, the East…

Stopped talking

Western modernity was cooler than I thought.
All sorts of things were provided.
I was just momentarily taken aback by the feeling of not falling behind.

“Go to the third floor.”

Iris followed.

There are a total of four teams in ‘The Crow’.
A protection team that guards the jurisdiction and recovers the protection fee.
Combat teams that attack other organizations and occupy areas.
A support team that handles minor tasks within the organization and assists the combat and protection teams.
And a special team unknown even within the ‘crow’.

“The odds of you belonging to a special team…”

After Iris paused for a moment, she opened her mouth.

“I can’t say I don’t have one at all. I don’t think the skills you showed me are all there is to it. If you’re stronger than that, you could be put on a special team at the boss’s discretion.”

When I say boss here, I mean Keyless.

“The boss hasn’t shown up recently, so I don’t know if he’ll look after you.

Headed to the 3rd floor of the hideout.
The third floor was the floor where the various departments of the support team were located.

‘Than you think…’

Various papers are stuck or lying around.
Quite a number of staff are working at this time as well.
Or someone who works the night shift.

Everything was bigger and grander than I expected.
It was a pleasure to look around.

“Welcome, Mr. Iris.”

A man came this way.
A tired man with haggard dark circles hanging under his eyes.

“Louis.”

Iris called him Louis.

“Who is this man? I’ve never seen him before.”
“He’s new. He’s the youngest I just picked up today.”
“Ah…”

Louis looked me up and down.
It wasn’t a bad feeling, it was like I was really checking it out.

“It must have been at the scene.”
“I was lucky. I almost got into trouble.”
“It’s an incident that Iris can describe as a big deal… Is the hideout going to be noisy soon?”
“…Maybe? I think the battle team won’t move.”

Lewis frowned and shook his head.

“What kind of people are they? The scum who spit on the casino ‘Baker’…”
“Blood Dagger.”
“Because they are rootless, they often lose their fear against crows.”
“I want the boss to give an order soon. Then I think I can go out and turn them over at any time.”

Iris snapped his knuckles.
Wood deuk, a bloody sound from the street came from the whole body.
It was nothing more than the popping of air bubbles between cartilage, but it was definitely menacing.

‘Kiris doesn’t show his face…’

I know why.
This is because her daughter Cathy Noir Blanc has become more precious than the organization.

Before and after entering the ‘Tower of Struggle’, Kiris’ focus on living a different life has changed.
It was more important for Cathy to live as a nest of ‘crows’ rather than the organization itself called ‘crows’.

‘I’m supposed to go see you someday.’

When would be good
She was thinking

─ Aaaaang! Aww!

From far away, I began to hear the cries of a child that did not fit in with the mafia-like hideout.

“He’s been quiet lately, but he’s starting to cry again.”
“You look like an angel when you’re sleeping peacefully. It looks like the boss won’t come down for a while. Punishment for Blood Dagger will come later.”

Louis and Iris roughly ended their conversation.

“Anyway, this guy isn’t a support team thing?”
“To be honest, it’s a shame to send them to the support team. If you go to the combat team, they’ll bloody your opponent’s organization, and if you go to the protection team, they’ll make sure their jurisdiction is never breached.”
“Ahaha. It’s sad from the point of view of the support team…But happy words for the ‘crow’.”

Louis turned around and went back to his seat.
Even though the shape of his face is not a word, he did not let go of the work.

“Back alleys are usually busy at dawn. They live a different life from Londoners. Everyone rests during the day and works at night. We keep the night.”

Iris said that and led me.
I followed him and approached the bookkeeper from the support team.

“The youngest to join the crows.”
“…”

The bookkeeper looked me up and down.
Unlike Lewis, it was an unpleasant gaze.

“Verification?”
“I did. Are you suspicious?”
“Because I’m not big enough to doubt the protection team leader 4. I just asked as a formality.”

The bookkeeper brought out a thick ledger.
Hundreds of documents are plugged in, and my personal information will also go there.
I filled out the papers Iris brought.
Organization sign-up.
There was nothing special about it.
Except for the blood at the end.

“Your blood is shed here. Then we become blood brothers.”

Did it have any effect?
It was a question.
It seems that there is a being similar to ‘God’.
It was a bit vague.

Blood was shed as Iris told her to.
She was disturbed

It was then.
I felt a sense of connection with the crow’s hideout.

‘What is this?’
─ We will mark it for easy understanding.

The power of God reacted immediately.

‘… This…’

The power of God showed me.

The relationship between the government of the British Empire, the backstreets and the world.
The reason why the worldview was able to roll like this.

‘There were some guys who were sucking blood in the middle.’

In this dimension, the guys called ‘God’ took the fleetingly dying lives.
The city was being rolled so that more died.

In the Middle Continent martial arts, the skills are outstanding and the souls of those who can get close to the position of ‘God’ and rise to the top are eaten as delicacies.
In East Asia, Korea and Japan, it revealed its existence as a superstition and made humans to continue their lives by offering sacrifices.

‘I’m also registered on that list.’

In the fate they designated, my existence was also registered.

A person with great skills.
A star among delicacies.
To measure its potential, 10 out of 10.

They have completed the moment of my death.
Are you unaware of my existence?

Compared to the arrogant behavior, the notice was not dirty.

‘These bastards…’

I quickly got out of the crow’s hideout.
I made the alter ego act in succession and moved to a remote location.
It was on a pitch-black beach.

I summoned one of them.
A one-eyed jellyfish appeared in the black water.

‘What’s this bastard’s name?’

─ It doesn’t have a name, but it’s called ‘Azathoth’.

‘Azathoth?’

The one-eyed jellyfish opens its eyes.

— …

He looks down at me
I broke his head.
A guy named Azathoth, erased its existence.

“Next.”

I erased and amended my destiny.

“Isn’t this something that Kiris’s name can also be put in?”
— …

As a result of the confirmation, the fate of Kiris was also decided.
It was the same fate as the blessing of dying of old age.

‘My power is already at work.’

It was impossible not to know that it was the power of her daughter, Cassie.
Cathy instinctively tried her best to save her mother.

‘Before that…’

Cathy confirmed her fate before she put her hand on it.
Kiris is supposed to die before long.
The ‘crow’ collapses and faces the worst death.
Squeeze out the pus of pain, and the gods of the other world have a dinner…

“OK.”

Input complete.

I summoned all the gods related to this dimension.
It didn’t seem too bad to turn it upside down once.