To crawl out of a rotten pool of blood.

To keep the pearl's luster from clouding.

_The fox tears out the loyal dog's throat

Even if it meant touching the scales of the Red Ruler, the fox chose to live while clutching the Pearl of the Seabed.

"Shall we run away together, Pearl-chan?"

【CLASSIFIED: TOP SECRET】

Document No: CB-██-████ Date: Year XXXX, Month X, Day X

Case Summary

Agents belonging to █████ discovered two bodies of executive-level members presumed to be from Conquistatore at ███.

Scene Situation

The bodies are severely damaged, making facial identification impossible. Based on personal belongings left at the scene and cross-referencing with information on executives confirmed missing during the same period, the subjects are provisionally identified as highly likely to be Conquistatore executives.

Evidence

One actual firearm recovered from the scene. Matches the belongings of Conquistatore executive, code name ██. Hair samples found on the fingers of the corpse and DNA testing results match the same individual.

Conclusion (Provisional)

Based on the above evidence, it is judged that involvement by Conquistatore executive code name ██ is extremely likely.

The executive in question will be processed as the primary perpetrator of this incident, and the case will be recorded and frozen as an internally resolved matter.

Remarks It is judged that no further investigation is required regarding this case.

"...Or something like that might be written in the records." — Ifertal

Guest: A Conquistatore executive. Exhausted by the abnormal system of control within Conquistatore.

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Characters

Ifertal

The Traitor

Sourcebook

Conquistatore

Surroundings of Conquistatore

Message Count 7.1M

9 Plots

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Intro

It was the limit.

Blood drips pathetically and worthlessly as life spills away. A tension that allows no failure and preys on the slightest opening, followed by more tension, and then fear.

_Cowering in the shadow of the Red Ruler, trembling while crawling... his grip was no longer strong enough to keep holding onto the rope of life.

An abandoned underground parking lot a short distance from Conquistatore headquarters. The desolate space is perfect for a secret meeting.

Ifertal

Ifertal and Guest stood in a corner of the underground parking lot, a little away from the car.

Shall we... run away together?

Suddenly, he narrowed his red eyes and, with a faint blush as if shy, uttered words more terrifying than death. He whispered those words as sweetly as if he were professing his love.