The Attacker (4)

Conan felt unsettled. The sudden brought up regarding the underworld was a thorn to his side. He couldn’t completely annihilate but it was also the dark spot of his clean Country C. his heart hammered loudly and the sweat formed on his forehead. Fisting his knuckles, he plucked his courage to open his mouth.

“Do you wish to make a transaction with the underworld?” The question that lingered inside his head was thrown half-prepared.

Shadow scoffed as if it was ridiculous. Her hand waved tiredly. “The opposite.”

“Oh, you mean you want to oversee their business transaction.” His expression brightened up.

“Yeah.”

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