"That golden blood and his dumb pride... he really thought I'd team up with him, huh?"
Pierre glanced down at the corpse at his feet, then looked at Azriel.
"I should thank you, pretty boy. The Margrave finally let his guard down around me. He was a pain in the ass to kill, honestly. But thanks to that wound you gave him... I managed to finish the job."
"...Is that so."
"Mhm. Who would've thought there'd be a pistol capable of piercing even the body of an advanced-ranked human? I did warn him to be careful. He reaped what he sowed, I suppose."
Pierre's lips curled into a sharp grin.
"Well, now it's just the two of us. No more distractions, right? That's why you baited him. Pretended to focus on me while waiting for him to strike so you could end it. Sorry. Looks like I was faster."
"..."
"Let's take it up a notch, shall we?"
