[Miss Delilah remained calm; she was rather pleased to see such a scene. The nobility should have long realized that the Empire needs the Silver Eagle Knights of the Northern Lands, no, it needs her, the King of Silver Eagles!]
[Delilah still stood quietly, her gaze passing over the mob, looking toward the alley entrance—]
[—there, a shadow silently descended.]
[Swish!]
[A flash of cold light suddenly tore through the night!]
[The outermost members of the Rusted Nail Gang couldn't even scream before their necks sprayed a line of blood and they heavily fell to the ground.]
["Wha—?!" The scar-faced man's head whipped around, his pupils contracting suddenly.]
[Tap, tap, tap...]
[Deep footsteps echoed on the cobblestone path.]
