The place was dimly lit, barely enough to see. None of the faces present were clear and they all wore masks.
There was a notice board placed on the wall that could be seen from anywhere inside the dark tavern. The board seemed to be lighting by itself, making the contents visible, but there were no posters on the board whatsoever.
Even though there were not many people present, most gazes were directed at the luminescent board. Some occasionally looked away or at their food or drink.
Soon, the anticipation rose as a person holding a rolled-up parchment came near the board and plastered the paper on it. Every person who was either occasionally or at all times looking at the board quickly came near it to take a look, but went away as soon as they read the mission description.
Judge, who was watching the recording carefully, went near the board and curiously took a look. He had an inkling that this was not a piece of good news, and it turned out to be true.
Assassination request, Judge read in his mind, his eyes widened in surprise as he read the rest. Amber Drakonis, eldest child from the wyvern noble Drakonis house,
Reward, ten thousand Stens.
Judge knew that he was supposed to be furious and boiling inside after seeing this, but all that came out was slight anger, nothing intense. For the first time, he felt restrained with a rune sealing his intense emotions.
He wanted to get furious, but to no avail. He watched the commission being rejected by everyone who laid their eyes on it, finally— a cloaked man with a featureless black mask stood up and came toward the board.
This guy, unhinged as he looked, took up the poster without even glancing at it and went to the counter, reading it along the way. He slammed it on the wood without any second thoughts, "I take this commission."
Without saying anything else, he just left the place at a leisurely pace, opening the door and revealing the dark stairs that lead up.
The scene ended, Judge came back to his senses and just sat there on his throne. What did he just witness?
Someone wants Amber dead? When was this, yeah I have to warn them! ... but why? didn't I hate her? Why should I care whether she died or not? Judge sighed, no matter how much he tried to restrain himself, he knew what he was gonna do Whoever posted that request better count their days, and the assassin who thought the Drakonis was an easy target, maybe I should break him before killing.
Judge's cheeks made way for his lips as they curled up into a crooked grin, the silent throne room was now filled with a maniac's laughter.
To plan his moves better, he decided to check if there was any other information about the assassin. And he just skimmed through all the recordings he received from Lucifer, h saw Finn's recruitment, and also the lady in a researcher's garb. But he completely missed the detail about her purple eyes.
He organized many recordings to be sent to Clio. After many daily and interesting scenes, he finally saw the rest of the footage, he saw the man changing his appearance, and he saw him heading to Wistmere, a city he had never gone to before.
He saw him carefully plan and prepare everything, scouting the mansion for a whole day, scouting at night using his shadow, laying low for one day, asking the knights for information, and finally, preparing to enter the house and finish the mission.
The subsequent scenes, he did not get them on the day when they held the gathering, but this was sent to him afterward, Seems Lucifer really wants to show me this huh? Judge thought, half mockingly, half seriously.
Everything was going as if it was a movie, Judge even had popcorns ready. But just as Assassin prepared for the night, and covered his face with the mask, Judge felt the cold gaze of the purple eyes that appeared on top of the featureless black mask.
As he watched, the corners of his vision started to turn purple, Purple eyes! Those are the same as mine! And he is using them, how? Maybe I should do more research on that.
His thoughts were all finished in a fraction of a second under the influence of his enhanced cognition. Judge decided to watch the rest, it was not much, Just the killing of the girl with red hair that Judge instantly knew was not his sister, and his escape.
But it did not stop there, Lucifer followed him all the way and the scene lasted until he got on a train to Losserado.
Judge was not happy about the scene being cut off just after he entered the train. He felt as if his favorite movie ended in a cliffhanger. He still had Gabriel's recording to look through, but he decided to stop since he could feel the extreme headache just around the corner.
After willing for the recordings he set aside for Clio to be sent to her, he exited his studio and slept away the night. Judge had closed the curtains, but in the morning, Lediya entered his room and spread them apart.
Golden rays hit Judge's eyes like those extremely annoying flashbangs he got when playing cs go, it was not a skill issue, it was the teammate's fault.
"Young master," Lediya's calm and soothing voice hit his ears, but instead of making him feel more sleepy, it felt like he would sleep forever if he were to sleep now. "Please wake up, I will soon bring in your breakfast."
Judge had allowed his maid's entry in the morning to wake him up, there was only one reason behind that, if he overslept, his mother made sure he slept until noon.
He slowly got up, put on his comfy slippers, adjusted his pajamas, and headed for the bathroom.
After seeing her master getting up, Lediya silently left his room to bring him his breakfast, passing the knights who were definitely bored out of their minds, they were playing cards on a nearby table.
It was not disrespect, because among dragons meant not doing the task your superior gave his subordinates. Their task was only to defend Judge and look after him, and if anything happened they would step in without question.