The Song of Blood

"I want everyone in line; it's known that the order will visit the hotel, so it's very likely that John will be there." Anton said, looking at the men sitting beside him.

What he had discovered so far was that they all had number names, and the one leading them was called Jack. Besides that, he only knew they were expert assassins and were now following his orders at his father's request.

Jack, the only one who had spoken with Anton, said, "Sir, I recommend having a team of fifteen people wait behind the hotel to be ready in case you need to leave the hotel quickly. The only way to leave this hotel fast without directly facing the order is simply to leave."

"Then let's do that."

As the convoy of cars stopped in front of the Osaka hotel, Anton got out; this time, only fifteen people got out with him, but they didn't need to attract attention, so each entered slowly in different directions but close to him.

When Anton entered, he could feel people's nerves much more agitated; everyone was more sensitive, and it was something that could be felt as easily as breathing.

Anton entered the reception area and walked directly to the reservation desk, but he was surprised that Akira was not there.

When the woman in charge looked at him, Anton said, "I want to speak with the concierge."

"The concierge is busy right now, but I can help you instead."

Anton felt a bit of rejection, but after learning that it would take a bit more effort to meet with Akira, he said, "Tell her her fiancé is here."

When everyone in the reception heard these words, they looked at each other, but quickly one of the staff recognized Anton and rushed to inform Akira, who was currently with her father.

"One question: do you have a place for my friends to change?" Anton looked at some people behind him and asked a nearby man.

"Right this way..."

When the people behind Anton heard that, they headed towards where the worker pointed.

Meanwhile, Anton noticed that some people had entered the reception area mysteriously, and by their badges, he knew it was the order that had come to this hotel.

Obviously, Anton's attire had caught attention, especially when Akira returned in a hurry. "Have I left you so in love?"

Anton smiled slightly and said, "I came to take care of you."

"I cannot know what you're thinking, but from the scars on your face, I must say someone else needs to take care of you." Akira smiled faintly, but after recognizing Anton's words, she became pensive.

"I can tell that the personal of a Marshal is on this hotel's grounds right now, so they will surely demand an inspection, so I shouldn't say more."

Anton noticed that Akira's eyes were very alert as he explained, so he chose his words carefully now.

Akira was a professional assassin, so she didn't need him to take care of her. But he recognized that, as her fiancé, he wouldn't let her bear all the burden, so today he had come to make sure no one killed his fiancée.

When he finished explaining what he wanted, Anton fixed his eyes on Akira and asked, "How bad do I look?"

Akira squinted at those horrible wounds on Anton's face; for some reason, she believed he didn't look bad, but it wasn't something to praise either.

"The job has become a bit tough lately; there are easy tasks and some very complicated ones, so all these wounds come from my recent jobs," Anton said, changing the subject.

There was no need to talk about the people in this hotel because they would present themselves soon.

This was also recognized by Akira when she saw a man approaching from afar. The people accompanying him were very large; they all wore gray suits and black gloves, indicating they were armored.

The man glanced briefly at Anton before turning his attention to Akira.

"Welcome, how can I assist you?"

"I want to speak with the hotel manager."

Akira, who didn't have time to inform her father, looked at the badge on the suit of the man with a handlebar mustache and said, "Of course, make yourself comfortable."

Anton finished smoking his cigarette and made a discreet signal with his walkie-talkie for the other people in the crowd to move to where others had gone to change.

"Please evacuate everyone... Discreetly," Akira said to a trusted man.

Anton looked at the backpack on the reception counter and picked it up directly, following Akira, who was heading to her father. "Are you going to let me protect you?"

"Can you keep my father safe?" Akira stopped and stared at Anton, who seemed indifferent.

"Do you want me to go against his wishes, even if that means saving his life? That's a big request for someone who's just my fiancée. I've come only to protect you, so that's what I'll do. Obviously, I'll do everything possible to save my future father-in-law, but you have to let my men accompany you."

Anton, as he said these words, gestured behind him, and at that moment, figures in ninja suits that covered their bodies completely appeared.

"Alright then, take care."

Anton, who watched Akira walk away, headed to the changing rooms to put on his combat uniform because he knew perfectly well that there would be a confrontation in this hotel.