เข้าสู่ระบบInstead, Francesco stood there with an almost unsettling stillness, his eyes fixed on Servei as though he were studying something that had already been completely understood.The armory remained silent.The massive steel walls reflected the cold white light hanging from above, while rows of weapons remained secured against the reinforced walls, their metallic surfaces shining faintly beneath the illumination, and the soldiers stood in complete formation around the room, every single one of them watching the exchange without daring to interfere.Even the sounds coming from the submarine seemed distant… like the engines hummed somewhere beyond the walls.A faint vibration passed beneath their armored boots, but inside that chamber, the attention of everyone had narrowed down to two men.Francesco and Servei.Servei's breathing was becoming increasingly difficult as his entire body had already suffered tremendous punishment, his face swollen and bloodied, his side injured, and even his p
“It's time to focus on this fool,” Francesco said quietly to himself “now, back to you...”One slow step and his boots struck the metallic floor.BOOM.Another step.BOOM.Servei's eyes followed him.Francesco stopped.“I will ask this once more... who—”WHOOSH!Before Francesco could finish the question, Servei moved as three daggers suddenly appeared in his hand.His arm snapped forward.SHING!SHING!SHING!The weapons tore through the air with tremendous speed.“Sir, watch out!”The soldiers immediately moved to the side as several of them instinctively reached for their weapons…. But Francesco did not move.Not even an inch, but rather he simply stood there while his eyes remained fixed on Servei, the daggers continued toward him.Servei's eyes narrowed as he had calculated the distance, he had calculated Francesco's position and had calculated the timing…he had waited until Francesco's attention had shifted toward the question.Everything seemed perfect, but then—CLANG!The fi
The faint glow of the armory illuminated the metallic plates covering their bodies, making them look less like ordinary men and more like silent statues created specifically for war.Servei's breathing became louder.Hhhhhhh...Hhhhhhh...His chest rose and fell beneath the remains of his damaged protective gear and yet Francesco remained completely still.“Okay.”The word had barely left Francesco's mouth and suddenly—Mufasa moved.WHOOSH!The massive lion charged forward like a trained machine of war.The movement was so fast that several of the soldiers instinctively stepped backward, their armored boots scraping against the metallic floor as their eyes struggled to follow the sudden burst of movement.“Whoa!”One of the soldiers almost shouted as Mufasa's paws struck the ground with tremendous force.BAM!BAM!BAM!His massive body moved with frightening precision, his eyes locked directly onto Servei as he rushed toward him, and for a brief moment it almost appeared as though th
Servei slowly attempted to straighten his back again as his breathing remained heavy, slowly but surely his vision cleared slightly and at that moment his eyes shifted though only for a split second and there he saw it.Mufasa.The massive lion stood several feet away, completely still as his powerful body appeared almost carved from stone beneath the cold armory lights….his eyes were fixed directly upon Servei.There was no roar and no sudden movement but only an almost unnatural calmness.Servei froze.His eyes remained fixed on Mufasa, but the lion did not blink nor shift it's focus… Servei's thoughts immediately changed direction. “The lion hasn't attacked me yet… why?”It was the most important question his mind could produce at that moment.“Why had Mufasa remained still?”“Why had he not attacked?”“Was he waiting for Francesco?”“Was this part of the Don's plan?”“Or was Mufasa simply observing?”Servei had spent years learning how to read people, how to recognize danger befor
“Could it really be him?”“Could the man standing among them have been the Chameleon all along?”There minds struggled to connect everything.“The boss is in a dangerous mood right now,” the Ndreghata soldiers thought as they all moved back another two steps, making sure that they remained far enough away from the unfolding confrontation.Mainwhile another soldier stood completely still as his eyes remained fixed on Francesco.“This won't end well….I can bet my life on it.”He did not even blink as he wanted to make sure he remained ready for whatever happened next.The submarine continued moving through the water, its engines producing a distant mechanical vibration beneath the metallic floor, but inside the armory, nobody seemed to notice the sound anymore.Francesco noticed it, of course he noticed it as his eyes narrowed, a faint smile appeared on his face, this was not a friendly smile…. It was the smile of a man who had finally brought something hidden into the open.The soldie
Francesco slowly lifted his eyes from the necklace as he looked toward the fallen soldier, this very moment his face was completely cold…. The only the expression of a Don who had just confirmed a betrayal inside his own ranks.The soldiers remained perfectly still.The room that had moments earlier been filled with the confidence of an army preparing for war had suddenly become something else entirely.“Crackk… crack… crackk…”The sound echoed through the armory a few seconds after the soldiers had registered what had just happened, the sharp and disturbing noise bouncing from one metallic wall to another and seeming to become louder with every reflection, while the men remained frozen in their positions, their bodies still covered in the newly designed armor but their minds suddenly struggling to process the violence that had unfolded directly in front of them.“Did he just shatter his ribs?”The thought seemed to pass through more than one mind at almost the same time.Another sold
“The suffocating aura he carried around himself wherever he goes feels like darkness itself followed him everywhere…now that I think about it, the way people instantly lowered their heads whenever he walked into a room make me want to puke right here and now, like what nonsense is all that for” Azz
“What, how can you say such father you didn't even ask for my consent?” Azzura the only child of Mr. Tommaso and Mrs Gaia of the Sil clan, a small and almost seen to be weak clan screamed out at her father after hearing the news of her already planned marriage with her betrothed Francisco of the Nd
Rejecting them is not merely dangerous, it is suicidal and no one thinks such idea is the best.“Well I guess you are right my love, Azzura truly is my only daughter and the best I can do is preserve our dignity rather than look like a fool to them….so yes I respect your decision my love” Mr. Tomma
Tommaso raised an eyebrow slightly “but you see strangely enough…”A faint smile crossed Mr Giovanni’s face as he remembers the change on his son's face whenever he sees Azzura “he remembers your daughter”Tommaso blinked slowly.“Azzura?”“Yes Tom” Mr Giovanni replied as he turned fully towards Mr







