At 10 p.m., while returning to Auberge du Coq Doré from Avenue du Marché, Louis, who was with Baron Brignais earlier, guided Lumian from the main road bathed in yellow light to a side street swallowed by darkness.
Surveying the neglected, broken street lamps, he remarked nonchalantly, "The baron has cut a deal with the Poison Spur Mob. From now on, Auberge du Coq Doré is officially under our Savoie Mob's control."
Lumian snorted. "Is the Poison Spur Mob that easy to negotiate with?"
What do you mean? Are you hoping for the two parties to fight? Louis increasingly sensed that Ciel was a dangerous man who thrived on conflict.
He was convinced that Ciel's nature and approach would bring trouble to the Savoie Mob time and time again in the future.
The market district, already strained by the Poison Spur Mob's rapid ascent, would certainly become more chaotic.
