Unlimited Blade Works of the Raging Dimension

The night was deep, and the people of the imperial capital had fallen asleep one by one, shedding the fatigue of the day. This was true for ordinary people, but in the filthy corners and grand mansions of the imperial capital, activities were still ongoing. A tragedy sufficient to shatter humanity.

Shirou moved slowly across the rooftops of the imperial capital, moving swiftly but without making a sound. This made the patrols on the streets unaware of his movements. He transformed himself into an assassin in the darkness, approaching his target quickly and silently.

Ten minutes later, Shirou arrived at his destination.

It was a large house with bright lights, tall buildings, a spacious courtyard, and patrolling guards. From its appearance, one might think it was just the residence of an ordinary noble. However, in this imperial capital, glamorous appearances were often not so simple.

Shirou quietly crossed the high wall without disturbing anyone and without hesitation. His goal was very clear, and he headed straight for the roof of the tallest building in the house.

Upon reaching his destination, he looked around and, after confirming that no one else was there, he began his operation.

Inside the house, on the top floor, the owner of the house, Gamal, was entertaining a guest.

"Captain Ogre, our business has been going very well lately, thanks to the dedication of your security team. Thank you very much." said Gamal, pushing a small box towards Ogre, who sat across from him. "This is ours. Please accept our condolences for the security team."

"Oh, Mr. Gamal, you are too kind. This is my duty." Ogre smiled and took the box. He opened it slightly, saw the golden light reflecting inside, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't be too modest. Captain Ogre's name is well-known in this imperial capital. You not only scare the criminals but also sympathize with us businessmen. Thank you very much."

"No, no, it is because of people like you that the imperial capital has become so prosperous. Besides, the duty of the security force is to protect law-abiding citizens, so please, Mr. Gamal."

Hypocritical words and shady transactions echoed back and forth in this luxurious room, which was disgusting. The luxurious carpet in the room and the gold and silver utensils placed around the room all showed the wealth of the room's owner, but such things gave a strong impression of a nouveau riche.

Not only that, if anyone knew the truth behind this great wealth, it might frighten those who knew it.

The conversation in the room continued, and private transactions were still ongoing, but the content of the transactions had changed.

"Captain Ogre, there must be more prisoners in the basement lately. Captain Ogre must be working very hard." Gamal smiled casually, but the topic of conversation shifted seamlessly.

"No, no, this is also my duty." Ogre smiled slightly upon hearing this, but his smile on his rugged face looked more sinister. "But it is true, the number of prisoners keeps increasing, and the guards in the prison are a bit short-handed. It would be better if someone could help share the burden."

"Exactly. I am willing to help the security force share some of the pressure. I hope Captain Ogre will accept it. After all, I am also a citizen of the imperial capital and should contribute to it." Hearing Ogre's answer, Gamal smiled. He leaned in a little deeper, and at the same time, he lifted a box twice as large as the previous one from under the table and pushed it in front of Ogre.

"I also run some places that need labor, and some dance halls that need attendants. If you want me to implement prisoner labor reform there, it can not only generate income for the empire but also make the criminals sincerely repent, truly killing two birds with one stone."

"Oh? Of course, we should support such a good thing. Don't worry, Mr. Gamal, I will send someone to discuss this matter tomorrow." Ogre was not polite. He took the box and placed it beside him.

The black-hearted businessman and the corrupt official conducted their private business under the dark night sky, in this brightly lit house. Neither of them was worried about being overheard by others. After all, they had conducted such transactions more than once.

But all of it was clearly heard by the person hiding in the beam.

At this moment, Shirou was squatting quietly on the beam, his face expressionless, as if his heart was calm. Only the cold gaze in his eyes betrayed his emotions at that moment.

He knew both of these men, or rather, he had specifically investigated them.

Ogre, the captain of the Imperial Capital Guard, nicknamed "Ogre the Demon." was feared by many criminals. He colluded with unscrupulous businessmen to gain huge illegal profits, and framed and killed many innocent people.

In the years when Ogre was the captain of the security team, he colluded with many unscrupulous businessmen to gain huge illegal profits, and framed and killed many innocent people.

Gamal, one of the businessmen in the imperial capital, owned several mines, restaurants, and dance halls. On the surface, he was a legitimate businessman, but in reality, he used illegal methods to profit by relying on Ogre's position as the captain of the security team.

'Good. These criminals only need to contribute their strength to me. It is the greatest honor for them to assist me. If this man wants it, just give it to him. After all, the capital is not short of untouchables.'

Thinking this, the ferocious smile on Ogre's face deepened. For him, profit was the most important thing. As for the criminals, there were plenty of them in the slums, whether they were guilty or not.

'Very good. But this time we must choose some stronger ones. We can't let them fail after just a few attempts like last time.'

A disgusting smile appeared on Gamal's face. To reduce costs, he used the criminals he bought to develop mineral resources. As for the female prisoners, he put them into dance halls and used their bodies to generate profits for him. To prevent them from escaping, he also injected them with hallucinogens to make them addicted and thus control them.

Due to the intensity of the work and the harsh working environment, the mortality rate of the criminals working in the mines had reached 70%, and the female prisoners suffered even more. The use of psychedelic drugs had severely damaged their bodies and minds. In the end, they might suffer from mental disorders or contract sexually transmitted diseases, die miserably, and no one would know where they were buried.

The two celebrated their deal. A dirty deal that would be unacceptable to ordinary people was already a common occurrence for them, and they felt no guilt whatsoever. In the imperial capital, these people controlled the economy and real power.

Not only that, the transaction between the two was a small picture of this city. Transactions between those in power were entirely played out in this darkness, but in the end, it was the ordinary people of the empire who suffered.

Ogre and Gamal laughed, but they did not realize that the stalker in the darkness on the roof had quietly bared his cold fangs towards them.