Yeongguk Bimil Boanguk Ributeu

※ This novel is fiction and has nothing to do with real countries, organizations, or anything else.

MI6-Beta, the British Secret Intelligence and Security Service.

Deep underground in East London, there is a hidden bureau that manages nonhuman races quietly mixed into human society.

[Excerpt]

"Humans..."

"Hm?"

"Compared to wild animals, their physical abilities are somewhat lacking."

Clang.

A distinctive sound rang out as a coin or something similar made of metal hit the concrete floor.

"So sometimes they use their heads."

Swoosh!

Something suddenly jammed into the open mouth of the large brute. Human blood and flesh, soft and sweet-smelling. At the moment he stared wide-eyed at the sudden sensation, a cold, hard feeling pressed painfully down on his tongue.

"Yeo u...!"

The question of what this was disappeared from his mouth as if muttered away.

"You'd be better off not letting go of me."

He offered the advice in a very kind tone.

"You ate a delayed-fuse grenade. I pulled the safety pin, but I'm still holding the lever. A cute little thing that explodes the moment I let go. In your mouth, boom."

The huge hand that had been gripping Kailey's throat twitched.

Just the fragments from the shotgun shell that hit him a moment ago were already terribly painful, and if a grenade went off in his mouth, there was no telling how much worse the pain would be.

"If I blow it up like this, my arm goes too. But if I sacrifice one arm to blow off your head, who comes out ahead? No matter how stupid you are, you can calculate that much, right?"

His squinting, smiling expression was perfectly calm.

Edward, dazedly watching the bizarre scene of a frail human body threatening a ghoul with monstrous strength, finally realized the fatal problem with his newly hired partner.

"Damn it, was this bastard really insane...?"