Darkness washed over him like a tide. Lazar wanted to say more, but his lips parted and no sound came.
His consciousness was engulfed, as if sinking to the bottom of the sea. Even if he wanted to speak, nothing came out. Finally, his awareness faded and he slipped into a deep sleep.
Kira stood silently with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the unconscious Lazar.
"You know, for just a moment there..."
At that point, the Marshmallon Sprit popped out, peeking around.
"I... really thought you were going to kill him."
Kira looked surprised. "Why would I do that? He and I have no grudge—why would I kill him?"
Marshmallon replied, "Uh, because he found out your secret? You know, the usual villain stuff: ’You know too much, so now you have to die,’ blah blah..."
Kira: "Really? Do I really look like a villain to you?"
Marshmallon: "...."
Not only shameless, but apparently also lacking all self-awareness.
The Vampire Fraulein echoed, "Honestly, Master, I thought you were going to do him in, too..."
Kira was helpless: "Is that really how you all see me?"
His reputation was crumbling—even his own spirits didn’t trust him. He was both resigned and innocent; he considered himself an upstanding, positive duelist, but clearly his friends disagreed.
He never intended to kill Lazar.
The "Goodwin" disguise was still useful, but honestly, even if it was blown, it wasn’t that important to him.
Besides, as a duelist with king-level strength, why resort to crude methods like murder? That’s so uncivilized.
In a Shadow Duel he could command the loser to do anything, even things they couldn’t normally do. For example: forget.
A simple Shadow Duel, defeat Lazar, then command him to "forget my identity and this duel"—he would have no choice but to obey.
After today, Lazar would only remember Goodwin as his one and only boss—nothing odd about him. And while Lazar himself was decent enough, he was still just an ordinary person—no supernatural abilities. For Kira, a little Shadow Power was more than enough.
He then called for Zaloog, Meanae, Chick, and the others.
The spirits popped out, doing their customary dramatic poses—which they thought looked cool, but really just looked silly.
"Dark Scorpion Burglars, reporting for duty!"
They saluted Kira.
"What can the Lord in Yellow command?" Zaloog asked as their representative.
Kira: "What Lord in Yellow? Here, I’m Sector Security Director Goodwin."
Zaloog quickly corrected, "Yes, Director Goodwin. Any orders?"
Kira pointed to Lazar, who was now snoring on the floor. "Clean up here, erase any evidence anyone was ever here.
Then take this guy—"
"Understood, Director."
Cliff of the Dark Scorpions pushed up his glasses smoothly, giving a chilling smile before slicing a finger across his neck.
"You want us to finish him off, right? Clean job?"
Kira: "..."
Why did everyone automatically assume he wanted a murder? Did he really look like the murder-and-disposal type?
He scowled: "Nothing that dramatic. Just move him to the Vice Director’s office at Security. Don’t worry, he won’t wake up until morning."
"Oh, alright."


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