And so, this absurd battle began.
No one involved stood for absolute rightness or justice.
Everyone fought for their own interests.
For the captain of the guards, he wanted, amidst the chaos, to salvage his image in Violet's mind through his actions.
As for the potential consequences of this, whether the situation could proceed smoothly, there was no clear answer.
However, the idea of at least trying to do such things was always correct.
Under such circumstances, there wasn't much else to say.
The gangster had been anticipating this conflict, this chaos, for a long time.
Though he had a foreboding feeling in his heart that he would not be victorious in this clash, he was still eager.
The situation was nerve-wracking, like fearing a ghost.
The most fearful and terrifying emotions weren't those felt when facing a ghost.
On the contrary, the most terrifying and fearful emotions were those felt when clearly knowing of a danger but powerless to do anything about it.
