Editing Dantalian no Shoka:Volume2 Chapter2 (section)

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The visitors that came to the villa were two unfamiliar men.

One was around thirty five years old, his red hair was unruly and his beard was carelessly grown as if he was lazy to shave it.

The other person was probably twenty five to thirty years old. He was slightly plump but his muscles were well developed, making people think of a wild boar. The two wore good clothes, but truthfully it didn’t suit them.

“Good evening, are you the owner of this house.”

After the red haired man saw Huey, he greeted him with a solicitous smile.

And the fat man bowed too.

“Who are they? Are they people that you know, Huey?”

Dalian hid behind the pillar Huey, whispering to Huey.

“No, I don’t know them at all.”

Huey shook his head, troubled, and Dalian scoffed lightly.

“Only you would know such people with bad tastes, this is what is known as birds of the same feather flock together. It doesn’t matter if they are ugly, but at least they should wear something that suits them.”

“I already said that they aren’t my acquaintances. You should save that, it’s not good if other people hear you.”

Huey shook his head as if warning Dalian.

He didn’t know if they had heard the girl’s words, the duo’s expressions slowly stiffened. But even so, they still worked hard to squeeze out unnatural smiles and said:

“Our humble selves, we are from Glacks’ Merchant Association.”

“Glacks’ Merchant association?”

Huey tilted his head slightly as if thinking, he had no impression of this name.

The red haired man’s expression was slightly disbelieving.

“Don’t you know? This should be the residence of Baron Wesley Diswald, am I not wrong?”

“Eh. I guess it’s counted as that.”

Huey nodded. To be accurate, this was once the house that Wesley Diswald lived in—Huey scratched his head helplessly and said:

“But, Grandfather passed away not long ago. So, this is already…”

“He’s dead?”

The men’s expression were obviously shaken.

“Then that is troublesome… We found the item that he ordered, so we hurriedly sent it over. Did you hear him mention our company?”

“Ordered something?”

Huey seemed very reluctant.

“What strange thing did my grandfather order again?”

“That, it’s not anything strange…”

The red haired man said with a helpless expression. That he would have such a reaction was unavoidable.

“Do you know something about this, Dalian?”

Huey seemed to sigh tiredly, turning around to ask the black clothed girl hiding behind him.

Dalian peeked out from behind the pillar, and in that moment, her expression suddenly stiffened.

At the same time, Huey who felt something was off, reflexively knelt down.

And, something swept across swiftly across the space above is head.

It was a metal baton. It was a baton with a handle that people who were guards secretly carried on them. And the one who attacked Huey with it was that muscled fat man. That blow was merciless, if Huey had not knelt down in that instant, he would undoubtedly have collapsed on the ground now.

“What…”

Although Huey was surprised, but before he felt confused, his body was already moving. He kicked the right wrist of the muscled fat man, causing the baton to drop to the ground.

Then Huey prepared to suppress the other party like this, but—

“Bastard… Damn brat!”

The man retaliated with an unimaginable wrist power. He used force to throw aside Huey who was grabbing them, then fought back against Huey.

Although his movements were clumsy, but that power was uncomparable, and at the same time endurable. Huey felt with one hit that it was like hitting a hard rubber eraser and but his tongue. This man who was persistent no matter how he was hit caused a large pressure for Huey, always chasing him to the wall.

The red haired man shouted with a shrill voice.

“Alright, that’s enough, brat. Don’t move.”

He held a large automatic pistol<sup>automatic</sup> in his right hand, although it was the newest model from overseas, but it seemed to be used frequently. At the barrel of this gun, was pressed roughly to Dalian’s temple.

The black clothed girl who had her hands behind her back did not struggle, but there was a touch of dissatisfaction on her mouth.

“This person… can really fight.”

Huey who had given up on struggling was pushed forward by the muscled fat man. Because he was too close, the odour from the other person’s body made Huey turn his head away, being unable to tolerate it.

The man took out a hemp rope to tie Huey and the others, as he looked at Dalian’s strange clothes.

“What is it with this brat’s clothes… That kid’s interests?”

Hearing the condescending words of the red haired man, Huey couldn’t help by retaliating unhappily with a glare.

And the red haired man didn’t seem to notice Huey’s speechless protest, he was only interested in exploring the deepest corners of the corridor.

“There’s only the kid and brat in here… And still saying that it was completely deserted. The Association’s news cannot be relied on anymore.”

Dalian looked unhappily at the muttering red haired man.

“What are you with a cleft lip planning to do? Move your dirty hands away from me now.”

“Cleft lip…”

Hearing a beautiful girl say something so piercing, the red haired man was momentarily speechless.

“Robbers? Why did you come to the house of a fallen noble like this?”

Huey who was tied up calmly replied.

“I’ll say this first, there isn’t anything valuable in this house. If you want money, I’ll advise that you go to another house.”

“Hmph.”

The red haired man shook his head forcefully, as if doing that could let him regain his senses, then a cruel smile appeared on his face, turning the gun barrel to point at Huey.

“If you’re thinking of sneaking your way past me, then you’re wrong. Damn kid, we know, this house should have valuable books, eh?”

“Book?”

Huey momentarily narrowed his eyes, the red haired man smiled in satisfaction after seeing his expression:

“If you don’t want to suffer, hand me those valuables. It’s no use hiding it as long as we search this house we can find it.”

So it was like that—Huey finally understood, and couldn’t help but breath a sigh of relief. The previous owner of this house Wesley Diswald was a famous book idiot. In this house that was filled with hidden books, it wouldn’t be surprising if there were a few valuable books lying around.

Huey asked the man with a slightly helpless expression:

“The book’s name?”

“Ah?”

“What is the name of the book you’re looking for?”

“Oh, what was it called, I remember it was a very dramatic name…”

The red haired man’s eyes wandered, as if searching through his foggy memories, then he revealed a vicious smile and said:

“Oh yes……It was called “Queen of the Night”.”