She is not an investigator.

"I'll ask you one more time, where is she? Don't make me ask a third time."

“Igris… there’s no need for this. This place isn’t very big; we can find it with a little searching…”

"I'll only count to three!"

Igris ignored Constantine; the show of force at the door had already made her determined to teach these accustomed-to-complacent fellows a lesson.

If she can't manage her own subordinates, someone else will.

"three!"

Igris kicked over the table in front of her and randomly picked a lucky person, pressing a crowbar against his face.

"two!"

"If you dare lay a hand on me, I won't let you get away with it!"

Even at a point like this, are you still being stubborn?

"zero."

"Where's the first one?!"

Igris yanked the person in front of her off the chair, knocked him unconscious with a single blow, and then moved on to the others.

She could also tell that most of the people sitting there were not combat personnel, but rather logistics or intelligence personnel, so there wasn't even one person who dared to resist.

It's pretty boring.

"Tell me where she is."

Igris pointed a crowbar at the nearest man, who swallowed hard but still stubbornly said...

"Your older sister won't let you get away with this!"

"Tsk."

Igris struck him with a stick, and looking at his limp body on the ground, she said without turning her head.

"Constantine! Hold these men down, don't let a single one escape!"

"Okay, okay..."

He began to doubt whether bringing Igris here was a good idea.

"Your turn!"

Igris pressed the crowbar against the face of the only woman there and said viciously.

"Tell me where she is, or you'll end up like those people!"

"I...I'll tell you! I know where she is!"

Looking at the woman crying so pitifully, Igris suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She seems to have gone a bit too far, but it's already come to this point, and it seems there's no way to stop now.

"Say!"

She's at the restaurant!

Igris glanced at Constantine, who nodded in agreement, before she released the poor woman.

"You should have said so earlier. Let's go."

Before leaving, Igris kicked the table in front of her one last time, and then followed Constantine toward the restaurant.

"Wasn't this a bit too much...?"

Constantine was a little worried about Igris, after all, she had offended almost everyone in the Special Investigations Department on this trip.

But Igris didn't care about that.

"It's Alex's problem that he can't discipline his subordinates properly. Besides, you've already said that they don't have public office, so this doesn't count as assaulting a police officer."

If she had hit Alex, then probably it would have been over.

“I’m afraid Alex will retaliate against you…after all, you were the one who hit her people.”

"I'm hitting her people! I might as well hit her too!"

Who do you want to hit?

Constable suddenly stopped and looked at the woman who was slowly walking towards the two of them.

Igris frowned slightly, sensing that the other person had a rather special aura.

This guy must be pretty strong, at least much stronger than those small fry.

"She is Alex."

With long red hair and a tall figure, she looked to be a bit older than Ling, but her style was very different. She had a strange street vibe and looked more like a hoodlum than anyone else.

Her height was half a head taller than Ivy (Li Qisi), and she was also stronger and more robust. There was also a scar on her forehead, which made her face look more rugged and handsome.

She's quite pretty, but she looks a bit fierce.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to see what kind of dangerous person that grumpy guy was talking about... I'm really disappointed."

Her expression and words revealed deep contempt. If she had some curiosity and anticipation before seeing Igris, now all that remained was disdain.

Just as she looked down on Constantine.

"You should discipline your subordinates properly."

Igris shook the crowbar in her hand, her expression also somewhat unclear.

This guy is very self-important, you could even say arrogant.

"Discipline? They don't need to be disciplined."

Alex smiled nonchalantly and said.

"What they need is more self-training, to maintain their best condition when facing more enemies. I will not stop them from fighting each other; that is what they should do."

"They are too flamboyant."

"So what? You think this will put them in danger? That only shows that they are still not strong enough."

She was too obsessive, and Igris didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Individual strength is ultimately limited; the role of a team is far more practical than individual heroism, but she doesn't seem to think so.

She never had any concept of a team.

"No wonder you were suspended."

clang!

A dinner knife suddenly landed at Igris's feet, embedding itself deeply into the floor.

Alex's smile slowly faded, and his expression became extremely dangerous.

"You're just as repulsive as that guy."

"Ah...you're going to fight too, right?"

Igris sighed helplessly and raised the crowbar in her hand.

"Then let's come on, don't waste time."

"...Heh, you're too weak, not worth my effort."

Alex dropped his expression, becoming exceptionally languid and relaxed, and the tense atmosphere from before vanished.

Constantine finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worried that the two would actually fight.

If a fight really breaks out, Ling will definitely pick a fight with him.

"However, I do need your help with something."

"This is not the attitude of persuading people to help."

Igris disliked this person and had no intention of helping her.

Perhaps we can help her teach her men a lesson.

"How about using the word 'delegation'? I'll pay you, and you do the work."

"what's up?"

"In the dark alley of North Street, at ten o'clock at night, I'll be waiting for you there."

Iglesias raised an eyebrow, as if wanting to ask something, but Alex had already turned and left, not intending to say anything more.

It seems she doesn't care that much whether Igris will come over.

"...I'm going back now."

Igris looked at Constantine and whispered.

"I understand why you want to resign."

"...Long live understanding."

The Gods' Fool - The Last Knight: Chapter Thirty-Four, I Want You

"I'm back…"

Olivia pushed open the door to the agency and, under Igris's gaze, staggered and collapsed onto the sofa.

"Let me guess, Ling dragged you to do hard labor?"

"No... she dragged me through every underground market in the city, my legs were about to go numb..."

"It must have been really tough."

Igris closed the office door and went to the sofa, sitting down next to Olivia.

"However, I also have something I'd like to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Olivia, who had just been limp, instantly recovered and turned to look at Igris, who was now quite serious.

"...What is it?"

"I just wanted to go out a little later, it's nothing serious."