CHAPTER 84

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The main boulevard was already in a terrible state.

"Stop messing around!? What the hell kind of vigilantes are you!? Take off your damned masks!!"

"We are acting under the authority of the Lörrich family! Take you and your children and go home!"

"Shaddup! You guys are destroying this town!"

"We won't rest until we have rounded up all those who have given themselves over to vice! We are this town's true protectors!"

The youths who had been helping with the manual labour and the youths who were quick to resort to violence. When these two opposing vigilante groups faced each other, it might have been inevitable this would happen.

When Camilla rushed back out onto the main street, the chaos was already so rampant that she couldn't tell the groups apart anymore. The vigilantes swarmed and mingled with one another, shouting insults and throwing punches. The nearby stalls were caught up in the fighting, with their supports being kicked out or people being shoved into them, causing them to collapse. A lot of the cooks from the restaurants had already fled, but the more hotheaded ones had already jumped into the fray to protect their work.

"S-Stop this! Stop this at once!!"

But even though Camilla raised her voice, no one on the street paid any notice. In the first place, could they even hear her voice over all this chaos? No one even looked Camilla's way.

Looking at the surroundings as she desperately shouted, she saw the stalls that seemed to have been smashed up on purpose. Perhaps, at the beginning of the fracas, Franz's vigilantes had attacked the stalls and the younger vigilantes who had been helping them must have tried to stop them.

But, now both groups were blindly fighting, with the stalls falling around them as a result. The signs that were going to be put above them had been smashed, the cookware bent and the dishes shattered. When she saw that even the flowers had been trampled under their feet, the heat rose to Camilla's head.

– He calls this 'taking care of security'!?

She swore to never trust Klaus again after this.

As that grudge against Klaus fermented in her head, Camilla breathed out angrily. Then, she shut her eyes and shook her head.

Trying to shout over this riot would be fruitless. And there wasn't anything that she could do just by herself. If she tried to enter the fray to try and intervene personally, Camilla would only get needlessly hurt.

– Even though he said that he would entrust it to me. Even though he asked me to settle it...

There didn't seem to be anything Camilla could do here. Camilla, all alone and without anyone by her side, felt more powerless than ever before.

– Lord Alois...

Even though she had told him that she would make it work. Even though she told him that she would make it fun.

Everything had already become a complete mess. Regret washed over her as she looked down. Biting her lip and balling her hands into fists, Camilla glared at her feet.

"Gu..."

From the back of her mouth, a voice leaked out. A voice that was as if she was trying to suppress tears.

"Guuu..."

She put more power into her feet. If she didn't do that, she felt like she might sink to her knees.

She had looked forward to it. She had wanted to make it fun. She had spent so long preparing... But even if the preparations were fun themselves, the climax was just too disappointing.

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