Purple Villa

Kyoya followed silently, his eyes scanning the environment to make sure it was safe. His gun on his left hip, his knives in his sleeve and jacket. If he could, he would try to handle all the fighting. However, his target was the one after the Lady Anisette.

They reached a split in the hall and Zane turned to them. "This is where we separate," he said. "Dinner will be served in 30 minutes," he added as a means of saying that the whole operation had to be done in just 30 minutes, in order to not alarm anyone or any organizations outside the villa about the troubles happening in it.

Kyoya nodded and turned to Miria. "you heard him. Lets get this done. Discover who it is so I can take care of it. It needs to be fast."

Miria nodded, but worried, really by what's happening. "Though to be honest, I'm not sure what he meant by me pinpointing the perpetrator."

On the other hand, Zane slipped out of the villa to meet with one of the butlers, to get an assessment of what's happening.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "Is there anything wrong, of any matter or such?"
"You see, we wish to discuss about Britannia," one of the nobles started. "And my lady, as you can see, we worry for your... safety."
"Meaning, sirs?"
"We think it would be best if you, with our best intentions, my lady - that you step down as part of the forces of Britannia until you are of age."

"Perhaps he means you know who it is. or you know the person but not his intentions." he said walking towards the dining room and placing a hand on the handle.

"So what's the status?" he asked. "And how did they even been able to enter the villa? Security is being very loose lately, it seems."
The old man bowed slightly. "My apologies, sir, but it seems they found a way to conceal themselves. Perhaps even used geass against our personnel."
"Hm," he looked around and saw one concealed near the bushes, his back towards them. "We can talk about that some other time. For now, I want this cleaned up. But first, have you seen anything that may hint which of the nobles here is at fault?"
The old man readied his gun, equipped with a silencer and aimed at the man by the bushes. "The count, my lord. One of the skillful here seems to be wearing his emblem."

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Miria considered it for a while. "Is this Zane's way of saying it's my master, Kyoya?"

"I see," Anisette said. "But I must refuse your kind intentions."
"Reconsider, my lady--"
"I am the head of the House Michaels. Regardless of my age, I represent Britannia under my name. Might I ask, is there any of the orders of Britannia that I have ever failed to comply with?"
"My lady, that's not what we mean..."
One of the nobles raised his wine glass. "My lady, not to be impudent, but you are too young to be mixed in politics' affairs. Had it been your older brother who had lived, he would be just the right age, if I recall correctly."