The sun had completely set.
The last rays of dusk were swallowed by the sea horizon.
Night fell on Wenster.
Although it couldn't compare to the Royal Capital's brilliant nights, as the largest city on the northern coast, Wenster had its own charm in the night.
At least its neon lights were unique because it used the latest technology from the old continent.
Looking at the city illuminated by neon, Solomon stood on high and couldn't help but sigh, "This is the nation we're guarding."
Marvin was standing behind him at that moment, extremely respectfully.
"Marvin, I know you harbor resentment towards me."
"No, General, I wouldn't dare," Marvin immediately stood upright and said.
"You're the person I brought with me, do you think I don't know what's on your mind?" Solomon interrupted him, saying, "But rules are rules; sometimes it's not just about right or wrong."
"Yes, General," Marvin bowed his head.
"I'm about to leave," Solomon suddenly said again.
"General, you..." This news was indeed a surprise to Marvin.
He knew well the commitment and effort Solomon had put into Wenster, and now he was leaving without gaining anything?
"The Kingdom's eastern region has been unstable lately, I have to return," Solomon said, sighing.
"However, Heisenberg will soon return and take over my duties; when that time comes, you'll need to cooperate with him more."
"Understood."
"I understand your feelings, and when the timing is right, I'll give you an explanation."
The conversation ended there, and the night grew deeper.
At the same time.
Frank and the others were also gazing at the same night scene.
The location hadn't changed; they were still in Vidona's largest suite.
"Tonight, I'm afraid there's no time to treat you to a meal, Frank, but you'll have to make do,"
Oswaldo picked up a pre-prepared piece of bread and handed it to Frank.
Frank took it but didn't eat it, instead asking, "Lord Oswaldo, I don't understand why we're meeting here?"
Frank was arrogant by nature, but he showed respect to someone with enough status like Oswaldo.
"Your brother is about to arrive in Wenster, isn't he?" Oswaldo didn't answer his question, instead asking another one.
"...How do you know?"
"To survive in the Kingdom, the most important thing is sharp ears and keen eyes," Oswaldo said, taking a bite of bread with a smile.
"He's indeed nearly here; are you thinking..." Seeing Oswaldo say so much, Frank felt they might as well discuss it.
As his visit was primarily to pave the way for his brother.
Though he had suffered greatly over at Ethan's side, if a cooperation could be reached with Oswaldo, it would certainly make up for the losses.
"Regarding tax matters, I'm frankly not in a position to interfere since the Kingdom has new legislation, but if my help is needed, it's not impossible."
Oswaldo smiled at Frank.
Thus the two began a pleasant conversation.
In the end, Frank drank a bit more and felt somewhat dizzy.
The only strange thing to him was that, for some reason, the room lights weren't turned on.
When night deepened a little, Oswaldo moved to the balcony to stand alongside Vito.
"It seems Ethan is quite enduring,"
Vito held his arms and didn't fear the increasingly cold night breeze, still wearing a vest.
"From my understanding of his past, he's indeed not the type to make impulsive decisions, but... the situation now is different, his position has changed, and position brings changes in thinking."
"Shall I go in now and take care of that Royal Capital kid?"
"No rush, he must die at the right time, wait a little longer."
"What if Ethan doesn't come?"
"That's okay, we already have a deal, haven't we? Besides, can't your men take the opportunity to land? Ethan's eyes are surely on you now."
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The night breeze grew colder.
Though it was already spring, Wenster's deep nights were still chilly, especially by the seaside.
The time had reached ten o'clock at night.
By this hour, there weren't many people left at the docks, aside from the midnight smugglers.
As the dock's big lights once again swept over the entire pier, a large ship silently approached.
This was quite a secluded area, not owned by any of the current big merchants or Ethan.
It belonged to City Hall, just not used frequently.
Generally, no one would think this dock would be activated for night landings.
Once the ship was steady, someone immediately jumped off the vessel.
Though no lights were on, that person seemed able to see in the dark, standing as steadily as a tower.
"Safe."
After landing, the person seemed to confirm something and shouted back to the people behind, the voice carrying a certain mechanical friction sound.
Subsequently, more people started jumping ashore.
But just as these people were about to land.
The lights turned on.
The blinding lights illuminated the entire ship, making it almost appear white.
Along with the lights, came the roar of dense gunfire.
"Da da da da—"
Bullets continuously jumped like a typewriter.
Wenster typewriter.
The Bolita family had arrived.
A group of men wearing trench coats and hats suddenly burst from the darkness, seemingly carrying endless bullets.
However, those landing weren't submerged by this bullet forest as expected.
They indeed were retreating under the bullet barrage, but they didn't die; their bodies suddenly emitted steam-like vapors, and their entire body hummed like a mechanical overload, stubbornly struggling forward.
"Damn it, what on earth are these things?"
Leading them was Virel. Seeing this crew seemingly impervious to bullets, he reloaded.
Collaborating with him was Vincent, who tossed aside his Wenster typewriter, grabbed a giant machete, and charged ahead.
"Cover me, Virel, Shadows, let's go!"
Possessing the true name of the War God, his speed was swift; in an instant, he was before the monsters. With a powerful blow, he severed the head of the Steel Brotherhood member leading.
Finally, the person fell like a machine losing its engine.
Yet, behind him, others were continuously emerging.
This night was destined to be filled with blood and fire.
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