The Strongest Sorcerer of Tomorrow (Megumi x Arknights)

Chapter 67: Lungmen (Pt. 1 + Flashbacks)

A/N: 13k words

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A vicious kick was all that was needed to send the entire door blasting into wooden debris and staves. There was a white-haired man who was sitting casually in a luxurious gray suit, with his legs crossed and his fingers interlocked. Just barely did his eyes open with a stern glare, as the sharp debris directed off course from his body and gorged into the wall with their chipped teeth—while also shattering the windows and embedding themselves into the more durable structures.

Of all the shining brown wood and coaches of about the same color laid at the center, and accompanied with the light of two lamps on opposite ends of the rooms; only two figures made themselves the most overbearing inside of the room.

The Head of the Zen'in Clan.

The Don of the Saluzzo Famiglia.

Born of an accursed society which would never accept him, the black-haired man stood at the opposite end of the room as the rancid scent of blood could be smelled. The bodyguards flanking the white-haired man as pristine as Leithanien's ivory towers and Siracusa's marble-forged manors were all dead. Each and every single piece of the slaughtering slaves had served their purpose.

Strotting into the room with his Japanese sandals stomping on the blood-stained carpet, Fushiguro Megumi gave Alberto Saluzzo a wide grin, one filled with such confidence that one would think of him as insane. For a Jujutsu Sorcerer such as himself, such a descriptor was completely apt for him.

"You're Lappland's father? Wow—aren't you two polar opposites?" He asked sarcastically while dusting off his shoulders. All four of his eyes narrowed as he walked forward and kicked himself onto the couch opposite of the other man, and settled himself into a comfortable position with his legs crossed. "In fact, I'd say you're less intimidating than that little cub."

"And you are quite brave today." Alberto turned upwards and opened his eyes with an unamused expression. "I applaud you for your actions today, especially when the courtrooms are waiting just at your doorstep by the ebb of tomorrow's dawn."

"A courtroom, so scary~!" Megumi chuckled while raising his hands in the air in a faux "ya' got me" expression. "Come on, you'd ought to come up with a better threat than that, when you're about a meter away from ending up as the same as your grunts." He scoffed while pointing his thumb toward the corpses laid to rest on the floor, spilling their ichor across tainted fur.

"Of course, there's no reasoning with your ilk," Alberto said while sighing. "Always so headstrong in doing as they please, without any single respect for the authority."

"Funny how you're pointing out authority," the black-haired man replied while rolling all four of his eyes. "A bunch of freaks like you putting fear into the masses and calling it authority, should I be laughing?"

"I doubt you will be laughing much any time soon."

"Pfft~ okay, okay," Megumi chuckled while waving his hand. "If we follow things your way, Mr. Saluzzo, then if I kill everybody in Siracusa, then I should hypothetically have authority over the entire country, right? Come on, isn't that just a genius move?" He swayed his fingers to himself with a "come get me" motion.

"I can see how you've met my daughter." The white-haired man pressed his index finger and middle finger against his forehead irritably. "A bunch of troublemakers you two are.

"She was a feisty one," Megumi off-handedly remarked. "Ah, that probably came out wrong, didn't it?" He did not give a rat's ass at the moment.

Alberto shook his head. "Whatever you two do, I couldn't care less for. If you've come here for a direct confrontation against me, then you should know the consequences for such an action, correct?"