“Please rest assured, Mr. Bailey, I have spies in all directions, and no disturbance will escape my eyes.” Taro Kusama promised.
“Very good, I like a reliable partner like you, Kusama-kun.” Bailey nodded with a smile.
“Bailey-kun, didn’t you say you wanted to introduce some friends to me before? Why did I only see you tonight?” Taro Kusama asked curiously.
“Kusama-kun, don’t worry. Those friends are already on their way here. I believe they will arrive soon.” Bailey picked up the wine glass next to him and took a sip.
Just as he was talking, a black shadow like a wild goose suddenly flew over the courtyard.
Silent and extremely fast.
Like a ghost, elusive.
“who?!”
The one-eyed warrior’s pupils shrank, and he immediately drew his sword and chased after him.
Taro Kusama was about to stand up, but Bailey raised his hand to stop him: “Kusama-kun, don’t be nervous. I smell a familiar scent. It should be that my old friend has arrived.”
“Old friend?”
Taro Kusama raised his eyebrows slightly but said nothing.
The one-eyed warrior who chased him out of the living room looked at the black shadow floating around in the yard. He didn’t say anything at the moment. He stepped forward, jumped up high, and slashed at the black shadow with a sharp knife.
“Whoosh!”
The sword flashed, and the black shadow was split into two halves.
However, unlike the expected scene of blood splattering, the split black shadow suddenly turned into a sky full of bats and scattered.
“crunch crunch crunch”
The bats were densely packed and overwhelming. After they dispersed, they quickly formed a black figure behind the one-eyed warrior.
The figure was wearing a blood-red cloak, and its body was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see its specific appearance.
Only a true master can discover that there is a terrifying aura covering his whole body.
After the black figure appeared, he ignored the one-eyed warrior and walked straight into the living room.
