As soon as the elevator arrived at the third floor of the Academy’s Humanities Building—
The shootout between us and the Russo Family began.
“Brother!”
“Move now.”
Giovanni shouted urgently as I rushed out of the elevator.
That must’ve meant it was dangerous. But hiding in the elevator wouldn’t solve anything.
If we were going to have a shootout in the Academy, we had no choice but to finish it as quickly as possible.
There were indeed places to take cover in the third-floor hallway.
We could duck inside any classroom, or press ourselves against the long line of lockers in the hallway.
The problem was—
“Wolves!”
“The Felinis are here!”
Most of the members of the Russo Family were vampires.
Vampires were one of those troublesome species one could hardly deal with, not only against ordinary humans but even something akin to golems.
They could control the blood within their bodies, preventing it from seeping out, even if they were shot. It might seem minor, but it was a technique that greatly improved the average lifespan in the underworld.
“Giovanni! Follow my lead!”
“Yes!”
My choice to face those vampires was akin to America’s traditional martial art.
Gun-fu.
I immediately pulled out my gleaming silver single-action revolver aimed at them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, three shots were fired.
The vampire at the front went down instantly, hit by all three bullets. Giovanni wasted no time and shot through the creature’s head.
I disabled the enemy with panning techniques using the revolver while Giovanni executed finishing shots. Of course, the reverse was also possible.
For wolves like Giovanni and me from the Felini Family, this level of shooting skill was basic.
Bang—!
Naturally, I didn’t plan to solely rely on panning. After all, a revolver needed to be loaded with bullets one at a time.
Plus, panning required repeating the action of pulling the trigger while using the other hand to cock the hammer. The single-action revolver didn’t automatically drop the hammer just because you pulled the trigger. It was practically a manually loaded gun.
The issue was that the trigger pressure on the revolver was extremely high. No matter how much you practiced, it was unavoidable that it would strain your finger.
Anyway, if I repeated this process smoothly, an extraordinary sight of blasting multiple bullets would unfold in no time.
“Enemies!”
The psychological chaos among the enemies witnessing that scene was an added bonus.
While Giovanni and I moved through the lockers and classroom entrances, the other wolves weren’t standing still. Several wolves headed back down the elevator.
Meanwhile, members of the Russo Family began to appear all over the third floor.
“….”
Judging by their numbers, it seemed like a caporegime brought all of his subordinates with him.
“…Hik!”
“Get back inside!”
Giovanni forcibly shoved a professor who reflexively dashed out due to the sudden gunfire back into the faculty room. From the surrounding sounds, it seemed there were classrooms occupied by Academy students.
Ding dong—!
‘Sorry about this.’
Amidst the loud noise, wolves emerged from both ends of the hallway’s elevator, armed with submachine guns. Definitely, they had been warned not to use firearms before entering the Humanities Building, so calling in a submachine gun wasn’t necessary.
But the situation had changed.
The wolves who had just gone down the elevator appeared quickly with submachine guns in hand. And one more thing.
“Ugh!”
Gollymen members emerged from the central staircase of the hallway.
Among them, one alligator-man was gnawing on the shoulder of a Russo Family member.
Giovanni and I signaled the newly arrived wolves the moment we saw them. Upon receiving our signal, the wolves charged without hesitation, sweeping aside the enemies in the hallway.
The deluge of bullets from multiple submachine guns was nothing short of a movie scene.
[I have become death, the destroyer of worlds.]
Yeah, you definitely weren’t going to sit this one out. The smoke spitting from the tip of the submachine gun momentarily formed letters.
The west and east hallways had been completely subdued in an instant.
“….”
Giovanni signaled the wolves for confirmation shots.
Bang—!
As I moved toward the faculty room of Botari, I shot bullets into the heads of the vampires I passed.
The third-floor hallway was dominated by wolves armed with submachine guns and Gollymen members. Yet two individuals appeared without fear.
“Wait!”
As the wolves aimed their guns at them, the vampire next to the old professor shouted anxiously.
“Giovanni, that guy… for sure.”
“Yes, one of the caporegimes of the Russo Family.”
Giovanni said the guy’s name was Deolo, or something like that. At least, I didn’t know much more than that.
“Little wolf! What the hell are you doing?”
He seemed to have mixed feelings about the situation—confusion and anger, along with fear.
“What’s wrong?”
I responded as Giovanni and I approached him and Botari.
“You killed one of our family’s made men! This is a declaration of war against us!”
We couldn’t help but laugh at his ridiculous logic.
‘How dare he throw that kind of reasoning at us?’
Unless this guy was acting, the Russo Family either had no involvement in my father’s death or this guy was too low-ranking to know the truth.
“It doesn’t matter if the Godfather is dead!”
Giovanni voiced what I wanted to say.
“What?! You foolish bastards. Your family’s misfortune didn’t stem from us.”
“Enough.”
“….”
*
The caporegime of the Russo Family and Botari.
Both looked at me and couldn’t respond. The area around us was completely filled with wolves.
If there were no hidden forces of the Russo Family left on the third floor, then at least this fight was my… no, our victory.
“Hey, was it Deolo?”
“….”
Seeing him not react, it seemed my guess was correct.
“There’s something you five families keep forgetting.”
“…What is it?”
“The owner of the Academy. It’s me.”
Even if it was nonsense to claim that the owner of the Academy is the students, I wasn’t one to heed any realistic rebuttals that the Academy belonged to the chairman.
Bang—!
No sooner had I finished speaking than I shot Deolo in the head with my revolver.
Immediately, Giovanni followed up with four rapid shots to Deolo using his panning technique.
There was no need for submachine guns at this point. With Deolo’s death, Botari was instantly drenched in Deolo’s blood.
“Botari!”
“Ugh…”
The old professor turned his right hand back at Giovanni’s call.
I didn’t know his intentions, but I couldn’t miss such a small movement. No matter how trivial, in this line of work, anything could happen.
Before long, Gollymen members approached Botari. Giovanni and I pushed past them and arrived in front of Botari.
Thud. Botari threw his gun to the ground.
It was an action to prove he had no desire for revenge.
“Why the change? Has the thought of challenging us vanished?”
“…Yes. I admit defeat.”
No matter what future awaited him, Botari suddenly approached me and knelt down.
The old professor tossed aside his pride in an act that was incredibly humiliating. But from the moment he decided to stand against us, he was already a dead man.
How can a dead man come back to life?
What my father could never achieve, Botari was no exception.
“….”
However, Botari suddenly stood up. I hadn’t granted him permission to make such a move. Without our approval, he rose and attempted to stab me with the dagger in his right hand.
The blade of the traitor came dangerously close to my left eye.
Wham! Of course, before that, I punched Botari in the jaw, knocking him off balance. It was the same strike I had delivered to Elena before.
“Not yet!”
Botari refused to give up. Even as he fell out of balance, he pulled out another hidden gun with his other hand.
I was considering the option of capturing him to extract intel.
I thought I could get more information about his connection to the Russo Family.
But with him acting this way, the options available for us were closing down. Giovanni and I pointed our guns at him simultaneously.
Instantly, a storm of over ten bullets rained down on the old professor.
Giovanni and I moved up and down our sights, turning Botari into nothing more than a lump of flesh.
“Giovanni, let’s retreat.”
“Yes.”
Giovanni signaled to the wolves to withdraw. As the wolves hurried to retreat, it seemed the Gollymen members weren’t blind either and began to exit via the staircase.
“Brother, do we not check the faculty room?”
“That can be left to the other professors. For now, we need to pull back.”
We boarded the elevator, heading straight for the first floor.
We stopped briefly on the second floor, but seeing our state, no student had the guts to get on the elevator.
“Let’s go.”
Having dealt with Botari and the Russo Family, we fell back for the moment.
After leaving the Humanities Building, we made an escape through the Humanities dormitory of the Academy.
We planned to create an alibi for ourselves regarding this incident, manipulating the administration, faculty, and students into giving false testimonies.
And the execution of that plan fell to the new consigliere of the Felini Family, Anthony Salmo.
Salmo was already busy dealing with a legal issue.
The members of the Felini Family stationed at the Academy—Elena’s underlings—had been arrested. This too was all Botari’s doing.
But now that Botari had been taken care of, a little slick maneuvering by Salmo with the police…
It wouldn’t be a problem for Elena’s underlings to regain their freedom.
“…Seriously. When is Luke coming?”
“Elena, don’t get your hopes up too much.”
“Shut it.”
The real issue was the two wives waiting for my return.