God of Crime: Strongest Mafia Boss

Adam's voice was clear as he stated. No hesitation nor doubts could be seen in him.

"What did you say?"

"I said. She doesn't. No matter what she might have said. Those words will not be what she thought inwardly."

Adam was rarely this adamant when it came to things that did not directly concern him. But he wanted to push those words out. Mark was something of a friend after all.

Mark stopped and looked at Adam but Adam held his gaze without flinching. This time, his face had no joking expression, "I have been in a similar situation. So I can understand what your sister feels. Betrayal, doubts, fears, anger, and disconnect from reality. I felt all those things but — I never hated the one who did her best to protect me."

lightsΝοvel This situation was very similar to what he lived with Cecilia. No matter how one sliced it, she had been lying to him for 21 years about his origin.

Was it a good thing? Since hindsight was 20/20 it would be easy to say that in a way it was. But the reality was never so simple. One could never decide while anticipating whether it would be a success or a failure.

Cecilia did what she did for what she believed was his good and for that, she was ready to sacrifice her own life did suffered years of weakness and lost most of her power, all of this for him. A silent sacrifice for his well-being.

He didn't know how much Mark sacrificed but there was no way he was working as a hunter happily.

His eyes were intense, "Talk to her. Tell her what you feel. Make her understand that though you may have been wrong, this all came from a place of love and desire to protect and I am sure that she will understand you. Words are powerful and only when they are expressed can they be understood."

Miscommunication is a terrible thing and sometimes one might resent the others for not understanding the subtle signals they always sent.

As illogical as it may seem, this was the sad truth.

People could not read thoughts and Adam did not want such a thing to happen to a friend.

Mark listened quietly before muttering, "Thanks." He could already feel his shoulder lighten a little. It was quite pitiful that an old man like him was getting comforted by q young man. But Mark understood well that wisdom depended more on experience than pure age.

Adam patted Mark's shoulder and took one of his smokes, the Medusa brand "Take this one, should help your idea become clearer."

Mark hesitated, knowing fully well the prince but in the end simply shrugged and took it.

The two stayed silent until Mark sighed, "We need whiskey."

"Told you, right?"

Like this, young and old, the two men shared a laugh, electing to not talk further about this matter.

This was a simple discussion between two manly men in the 90s setting.

Adam smiled inwardly. It had been some time since he had a good discussion with a man. Lately, he was almost always surrounded by women.lightsnovel

"So. Let's talk about the mission. What do you plan to do? I will accommodate you as much as I can. We already secured a dwelling for you and established fake persona and ID for you. We will give you face face-changing mask if you wish."

"It seems like we have to make sure we are not seen."

"Yes. The simple fact that we have Luvia and the Saintess with us makes this mission even more complicated. France has deep ties with the church and it wouldn't do to create tension between them."

"So we will face frenches as well? Speaking of, why didn't they simply get the Statuette back themselves and deal with everyone."

"They could but whoever is in charge seems to want to bring hunters for all over the world and this is why I think this whole thing is suspicious. France is most likely trying to use us as cannon Fodder for whatever problem they have."

"Does this mean even Zodiac might move?"

"Might? Yes. They might. Zodiac won't intervene in mundane affairs so we don't have to fear them trying to steal. But once the fighting starts who knows? This is why the best way is to steal as fast as possible and then leave France."

"Should we have Luvia place the Gate?"

"Yes and no. We cannot leave any trace of coming and going from America that is as traceable as magic. But ideally, she should leave a mark here to open just in case of an emergency. There is no reason for us to risk our life for the to brass."

"Heh, I like your way of thinking. Always thought you were more rigid type."

"I am rigid when it comes to justice. This is not justice nor is it a fight of any worth. Nothing more than the Greed of a few influential individuals and countries. I am willing to work for them to secure my money but nothing more."

"Beautiful."

"Now I need to ask you. Will you be able to handle it? It's your first mission officially after all."

"Well, no better way to know than by experiencing ourselves, right?"

"You seem confident."

"I am. Honestly, as long as we find the place or simply wait until the Auction, I am sure I can easily steal the objects. What matter is afterward. I can secure our escape as well without having to use portals. Everything will depend on how good they are at detecting illusions, I guess."

"Good. But we need more detailed plan. After this, we are going to the airport. Is it good for you? Need anything else?"

"Thanks and no. I think we are good for the time being. No need to move heavy. Go, search, find, steal, flee, come back home. Pretty simple, right?"

Of course, if on the way he managed to copy the authority in the statute then it would be just his luck, right?