The first-class service worker of the ‘service company’ checked the target moving from afar with a telescope as he turned on a military magic radio the size of his upper body. Under the Republic's law, it was illegal for a civilian like him to possess a military magic radio, but he had been able to get one through the service company’s connections to political heavyweights.

"Team leader to each team member. The delivery customer is moving."

What they were delivering to the target was death.

"Confirmed that the target has the night market pamphlet in their hands. We believe their destination is Milion's night market, so Group One and Group Two should go ahead via the expected route."

- Group One, check. We are moving.

- Group Two, check. We are moving as well.

The first-class service worker, who called himself the team leader, used farsight magic through his telescope to maintain his visual on the moving target. The target was in a group. As the team leader had heard from top management, there were three men who appeared to be new escorts behind the one existing escort.

"Hmm, seems like there’s another person that wasn’t mentioned in the briefing."

He looked at Perseus next to Cain and checked the data attached to the order again. It clearly said...