I am Leofric, a close aide of Farrah Edith. My boss is the current head of the Black Hand gang.

Currently, we are on our way towards the meeting place. Usually, on this kind of occasion, the five heads of District 0 would send their representative.

But because of our current situation, we needed to come to the meeting in person, which makes me feel quite uncomfortable just imagining what will happen in the gathering.

Despite being called a gang, our Black Hand gang specialized in intelligence gathering and forging.

But not just any forging, it's about making the taboo weapons and armors that the pansies from the Smithing Union don't even dare to speak about.

There are various side effects of using our product, but the quality is guaranteed because they are all made by using our family's bloodline arts.

Of course, the weapons and armors made by our heads are always sought after by every expert. So it is easy for us to gather intelligence from those ass kissers willing to share them, just to get word from our heads.

Those silver-tongued frogs tried to destroy us just because they are envious of the heaven-defying talents of our miss's family.

"Isn't that right? Miss?"

"...."

She didn't say anything. And it is hard to see her expression due to the unique concealing properties of the hood she is wearing.

Our head is just being shy, nothing else.

Sometime later, we finally entered the room and faced the other heads of the District. Each of them arrived with their aides and someone they wanted to introduce.

As expected, as the top dogs of this lawless place, every one of them is intimating in their own way.

From right to left, I observe them all.

There is a handsome-looking man in his twenty, dressed in a fancy suit. On his forehead, he had two black obsidian-like horns, but one of them was cut and only the base of it was left.

He is Baldur, the next head of the Black Canary, and beside him stood Elfred Holt, the Mad Hatter.

I heard that it is the tradition in high-ranking demonkind to get the firstborn's horn removed as a sign of their maturity, strength, and leadership.

Not all firstborns receive such treatment as not all firstborns have all three of them.

Still, he is wearing a lot of high quality jewelry.

Next to Baldur, is a figure wearing a hood similar to our miss Farrah, concealing its appearance.

The only thing I could see was a grey hand peeking out from the veil. Beside him stood a large man, in an armor with a copper shine and armed with a long crescent halberd.

That is the head of the Red Sky Family, Mo Xiatong.

Just like us, they have their own business, selling the various alchemy products they craft. All of their pills and potions' quality and prices are guaranteed, but all of them possess violent secondary effects, making them hard to use in succession.

Also, they own half of every pharmacy and hospital in the whole District 0.

On its right, I saw a tall male member of the Loxodon race. Loxodon race look like humanoid elephants, and are famous for their strength and wisdom.

He is Haltur Chandra. From the length of his tusk, I could say he may be something like 50 years old, young for his race.

But still, he is smaller than I thought.

Still taller than almost any human.

He is small for a Loxodon.

Next is a burly bald man with light brown skin and the tattoo of a red bear on his chest, the boss of the Gore Claw gang, Gozgurk.

On his sides stood his lieutenant, but it seemed one of them got beaten very badly. I clearly see he is barely standing on his legs.

If my memory works correctly, he is Tejeda. A famous fool who has only merit of his innate strength and physique.

Then the last one is Madam Ink Eyes, with her Shadow Guard and a middle-aged man dressed in a clean suit like Baldur.

Surprisingly as stated in the report, he was fateless with no qi or mana.

The servants placed drinks and food on the table while hosts and hostesses asked for entertainment.

"Hnn, why not ?"

"Come here, cutie~~."

Mr. Baldur took a pure looking young lady dressed in a simple dress while Elfred took a young teenage boy with big blue eyes and dressed in a clean blue suit.

"You! Come here! Serve me a drink!"

Mr. Gozgurk took a mature lady dressed in a charming dress.

To my surprise, his lieutenants didn't choose anyone.

"HEY! You fucking boot licker!"

But even before dinner started, Gozgurk pointed at Andrews standing beside Madam Ink Eyes.

I know he is one of the leaders, but still, Gozgurk gives no face even to someone equal to him, a Head of the District. From the report, I know he is a mixed blood from Amazon and Goliath that are famous for their strength and grudges.

"Oh, Mr.Gozgurk, do you have a problem with my companion?"

As expected, even Madam won't tolerate such blatant provocation towards her face.

I silently took a deep breath and prepared myself in advance.

"Don't try to step in bitch, unless you and your whores want to go to war with my Gore Claw Gang."

Immediately threatening war, I see.

One of the most efficient ways to stop the opposition's intention and the only way for a muscle brain like him can think of.

But he didn't realize how much hate he accumulated from the others for his stupid act.

The only reason the other four leaders didn't destroy his gang is because his mysterious backer comes from Eustis city.

No matter how much we tried, that's the only information I was able to dig out about his backer.

But right now.

He is not the only one with the black, since all of us know the man he is pointing at have an unknown backer too, that is able to pull him out from the sight of the Desir and Yinpai sect.

Also, those people called enforcers working for him.

If only we had that kind of guard, there would be no Arbidor problem, also our prime topic for this meeting.

"Oh, dear. Mr. Gozgurk,you didn't ask your lieutenant about what happened ?"

Andrews asked with a straight face.

That make everyone a bit curious as I haven't received any news about why he was beaten to this degree.

"Shut up! You fucking trash! I don't care about your pathetic excuses!"

"If you don't want us to erase your sorry life right now, give me everything you have!"

Oh ho, looks like Gozgurk is using us to threaten Andrews and, even Madam Ink Eyes as well?

This is bad.

I'm gonna need to draw the line quickly before this bastard turns this meeting into chaos.

I gave my look at the other three aides, and all of them gave a nod.

"If I refuse !?"

"W-what? What did you say?"

"Don't mistake my politeness for a weakness!"

"I don't fucking care about offending mere animals like you. So what if we beat some unimportant shit like you?

"The only reason we haven't exterminated maggots like you is not to disturb this District."

"Be thankful for us for letting that mongrel live!"

Then all of us witnessed Andrew's smile finally break.

"You fucking fateless bug! I don't care about your pathetic background."

"I will rip off your limbs right now!"

I saw Gozgurk preparing his killer move against an ordinary man.

"You call my subordinate a Bug ?"

"As expected, thug. You know your insults."

We heard a strong but somewhat soothing voice of a woman.

All of us moved our heads towards the owner of the voice, at the room's entrance.

It was a mountain-like person standing there. She was dressed in an unknown military-like ceremonial uniform made of a black and red suit, with a light purple greatcoat.

The first thing that drew my sight was her bright red eyes, devoid of any emotions, and her large shin guard covering a deep cut going from one ear to the other one.

One couldn't imagine how she received that kind of cut, and what she did to the culprit in return.

Even though she possessed a beauty, a body, and an incredible bosom that could draw any bystander's attention, I think no one would have such courage to hit on her.

So she is the real boss of the Jackal gang.

"Then let me return the favor in a way only trashes like you could understand. Do you really think you get away after insulting my subordinate? I fucking murder you sub-human!"

After her word, I saw the lightning begin to surround her fists, creating a cracking sound. Seems like the Gore Claw gang finally hit a steel plate this time.

Ah!

But also, all of us lost our chance to interrupt the previous scene.