Elder Clan Summit Pt.IV

A feeling of doom settled on all but Sotomura who had already calculated the possibilities. If he was being very honest, the situation did not look good for them in anyway. But if there was one thing he was certain of, it was that there was no traitor amongst the current circle. As much as Akihiko disliked Suzuki, even he would recognize the situation immediately. That was why no one complained when Akihiko was drunk. In fact, Drunk Akihiko was abnormally smart. It was so weird Tomo had been tempted to dissect his brain for research.

Surely, he had heard everything that had happened and would make the best possible wish.

Fafnir crouched next to the drunk and lifted his head. A few light taps and the behemoth of a man was looking up in a daze.

“I am here to grant your wish, Akihiko. Make your wish.”

“W-Wish… hic…?”

“Yes, Akihiko, your wish.”

Fafnir whispered into his ear. Akihiko stood up and his body cackled with lightning.