“Your name is Mickey, you’re a gang member who commits all kinds of evil. Not only did you open casinos that drove many people to bankruptcy, but you also allow your thugs to steal lunch money from elementary school students. Precisely because you’re such a wicked person, I must, representing justice, eliminate you!”
Judging him grandly and with righteous words, Alice showed a bit of impatience, evident in her slightly accelerated speech.
It was clear that this so-called “elimination” meant “killing.” Perhaps the word “eliminate” sounds much better, but killing is killing.
Blood will gush from veins, and death will come in the blink of an eye...
Even with the strange title of “Magical Girl Fairy of the Moonlight,” which seemed straight out of a children’s fairy tale, Alice’s actions weren’t much different from those of an assassin.
If nothing went wrong, Mickey would certainly die today.
Even he saw no possibility of survival, after all, he was just an “ordinary” gang boss. But the one trying to kill him now was a vigilante who followed no logic.
However... as the saying goes: “Luck favors the unprepared.”
Maybe Mickey, in search of personal safety, had made many preparations, like hiring professional thugs for the top floor of the Golden Night, building this basement resistant even to rockets, or carrying an electromagnetic pistol he never put down...
But he certainly didn’t imagine that, at the moment of truth, what would save him wouldn’t be any of these money-built fortifications, but rather...
...a “gift” that suddenly ran out from behind the desk!
“Stop that! Don’t hurt him! He’s not a bad person! He’s so kind to Katerly! He gave Katerly a house!”
Like a frightened kitten, the “little gift” ran from behind the heavy desk to the front of Mickey. Spreading her arms to shield the man from Alice, the girl named Katerly looked like a fierce dog defending her food.
Even with her thin legs trembling and unable to stay firm, she didn’t retreat even an inch in front of Alice’s cold expression.
Yes, perhaps in the eyes of most, Mickey, the leader of the dark forces of all Flaren City, was a cruel villain.
He showed no mercy to his enemies, nor to his own subordinates. His hands were stained with blood.
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But to Katerly, sold by her own mother as a “gift,” this middle-aged man was her protector, her comfort.
Not only did he do nothing depraved, but he also gave her the warmth and companionship she never had at home.
Someone who is good to me is a good person.I must protect the one who is good to me.
A child’s thoughts are just that simple.
Thus, in that basement where the light was beginning to fade, Katerly pressed her lips together firmly and refused to yield. And, faced with the girl’s stubborn expression, Alice found herself in quite an awkward situation.
Apparently, now the “magical girl defender of justice” was the one who looked like the villain?
Clack!
Hanging up once again, without warning, on Thalia, Alice took a deep breath and began to feel irritated.
Seeing Katerly so fiercely defending the man behind her, the girl had no choice but to admit that once again, she was reminded of that cold, rainy night...
If she hadn’t forgotten to charge the floating car that day, if she had come home earlier, if she had simply taken the afternoon off...
Could she have protected her loved one like this little girl had just done? Would poor Doctor Elock have had a chance to survive?
But the world doesn’t have “ifs.”
The fact is... Alice didn’t make it in time.
When she returned to the mansion, all she found on the living room floor was a cold corpse...
“Enough. I don’t want to kill anymore. You can go.”
Feeling a deep pain in her heart, Alice shook her head and clenched her fists.
Suddenly, she lost all interest in “punishing evil and exalting good.”
She just wanted to go back to Thalia’s house, have a cup of coffee, and calm down.
Yes, just calm down.
As long as she had the little ghost’s company... that was enough.
“Thank you very much for sparing us. I can guarantee I’ll never hurt anyone again. After what happened tonight, there’s no way I can keep being a gang boss like some salaryman. I’ll use a fake identity I already prepared and move with Katerly to a small town in Filena. From today on, there will be no one named ‘Mickey’ in this world.”
Seeing the “magical girl,” who was just about to kill without hesitation, suddenly decide to spare him because of the “little gift’s” courage, Mickey, truth be told, wasn’t very surprised. After all, Alice was still a child, and softening her heart was expected.
In truth, his words served only as a symbolic act of repentance and a guarantee that he wouldn’t seek revenge later.
To be frank, adopting a fake identity and going into hiding was really an option he’d been seriously considering.
After all, what happened tonight at the Golden Night was too big. It was easy to imagine that Alice, by storming into the basement and killing mercilessly, had caused a bloody scene witnessed by many noble casino-goers.
An incident of that magnitude would surely shake the entire underworld of Nomeka. If Mickey stayed around, he’d end up being used as a scapegoat.
Rather than be killed or held captive, it was better to flee with his newly adopted daughter, this was the gang boss’s current plan.
However, upon hearing Mickey mention “fake identity,” Alice, who had just turned to leave, suddenly stopped.
The “magical girl” didn’t want to go back on her decision to spare the enemy.
But hearing those words, she suddenly realized, this guy was still a powerful man.
If he knew how to get a fake identity, maybe he also knew something about that identity trafficker named “Lantern,” who betrayed her father, Elock.
If there was a chance to find a clue, why not ask?
Turning back quickly, Alice called out:
“Wait! You just said you have a fake identity? Was that identity bought from a trafficker named ‘Lantern’?”
