Akame ga Kill: Starting with Dual Kamui-Chapter 146: Shambhala

Even after learning that his father had been killed and that his situation had taken a dire turn, Syura still strutted through the streets without a care.

Not only was he unafraid, but he was also eager to see just how powerful this so-called Blayn really was.

However, Syura had overlooked a crucial detail—Esdeath had already aligned herself with Blayn, and even Great General Budo was nearly under his influence.

As always, Syura acted on his whims, killing anyone who displeased him and assaulting any woman he took a liking to.

But the Imperial Capital was no longer the lawless city it once was. Under the reforms of the Emperor and Prime Minister Chouri, along with the covert support of Blayn's Akatsuki Organization, the city's security had vastly improved. The once-inept Imperial Capital Security Force was no longer a useless band of freeloaders.

Now, the Security Force had been reorganized, with many of its members coming from the Akatsuki Organization. Seryu had even taken charge as its captain, a position she personally requested from Blayn in her desire to maintain law and order.

In truth, Seryu and her comrades now held dual identities—both as members of the Imperial Capital Security Force and the Akatsuki Organization. This applied to Wave, Run, and the others as well. They served Blayn while also upholding order in the city. After all, both the Security Force and Akatsuki were ultimately under Blayn's command.

So, when Syura and his gang ran rampant through the streets, the Security Force quickly mobilized.

At that moment, Syura was causing trouble in a restaurant.

He had taken a liking to a beautiful woman dining there and decided to claim her on the spot.

Reaching out, he grabbed the woman's clothes and kicked her young son away.

"Yaaah!"

The woman let out a terrified scream.

"Stop right there!"

The guards accompanying her immediately rushed forward to intervene.

But Syura casually sent them flying with a single kick.

The gap in strength was undeniable. Syura was a Teigu User, and even without using his weapon, his sheer combat prowess was on par with an average Teigu User.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"That woman is Lieutenant Bork's wife! You'd better think carefully about the consequences!"

Hearing this, the remaining guards hesitated, too afraid to act recklessly.

"Lieutenant Bork?" Syura sneered arrogantly. "And what does that matter? My father was the Prime Minister—though the old bastard's already dead."

He then turned to the five individuals accompanying him. "Take care of these noisy flies. I have more 'important business' to attend to."

The five standing behind Syura were Izou, Dorothea, Cosmina, Enshin, and Champ.

Izou had the appearance of a Japanese samurai, a blade of grass hanging from his lips. He always kept his eyes closed, only opening them when preparing to fight. A katana named "Kousetsu" hung from his waist.

Dorothea, a seemingly innocent blonde girl with a butterfly-shaped ribbon, was in fact an aged alchemist who maintained her youthful appearance using the Teigu "Blood Collection: Absordex."

Cosmina, a striking beauty with short, fluffy hair, wore a revealing bunny girl outfit. A pair of glasses sat on her nose, and her eyes sparkled with an eerie, star-like gleam.

Enshin was tall and wiry, dressed like a pirate. In truth, he was one—hired by Syura from the Southern Region Islands. He wielded the Teigu "Moonlight Sword Dance: Shamshir."

Finally, there was Champ—a hulking figure clad in a clown's outfit and mask. Though he appeared overweight, his body was pure muscle. His Teigu was "Chaos Throw: Big Leaguer."

Of the six, only Izou was not a Teigu User. However, his demon sword, "Kousetsu," was a special blade, and his swordsmanship was so refined that his strength surpassed even that of most Teigu Users.

"Kousetsu..."

Izou gently stroked his sword as if soothing a beloved pet.

Then, in an instant, he vanished.

The next moment, he was behind the guards.

They hadn't even realized what had happened. Suddenly, deep gashes appeared across their bodies, and their limbs fell apart in bloody pieces.

The young boy, still clutching his aching stomach from Syura's earlier kick, barely had time to register the horror before him. His face twisted in terror, and he collapsed into unconsciousness.

Considering what was likely to happen next, losing consciousness might have been a mercy...

"Tsk, you're too fast. You didn't even leave any for us."

Dorothea pouted as she watched Izou make quick work of the guards.

By now, Syura had already torn the woman's top.

Enshin had also set his sights on his own "prey." Like Syura, he was both ruthless and depraved.

Champ, however, was the worst of them all. He had a sick fascination with children—regardless of gender.

But if given the choice, he undoubtedly preferred little girls.

To him, children were like "angels." He abhorred the thought of them growing up into what he saw as filthy adults. That was why, after violating them, he would brutally kill them—ensuring they would never live long enough to become "tainted."

"Stop right there!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

The Imperial Capital Security Force had arrived.

Upon witnessing the gruesome scene before her, Seryu, as Captain of the Security Force, was consumed with fury.

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"Koro! Charge! Punish those evildoers!"

Seryu's once-adorable face twisted into a ferocious snarl as she brandished her massive sword and charged straight at Syura.

She was accompanied by members of the original Akatsuki Organization, or rather, the Empire's Assassination Unit, along with Wave, Run, Bols, and Dr. Stylish.

"Captain Seryu, be careful!"

Seeing how recklessly she rushed ahead, Wave couldn't help but call out in concern.

Meanwhile, the moment Run laid eyes on Champ, his expression subtly shifted—as if he recognized him.

Seryu's sudden assault forced Syura to release the beautiful woman for the time being, narrowly dodging the slash of her greatsword.

From that single strike alone, Syura could tell she was no pushover. His brow furrowed as he clicked his tongue in irritation. "Tsk, I was just getting to the good part."

Izou and the others sprang into action, and a fierce battle erupted.

Wave immediately activated his Teigu, "Grand Chariot," encasing his entire body in armor.

Run and Bols also unleashed their respective Teigus, ready for combat.

As the fight wore on, Syura quickly realized that these opponents were no ordinary foot soldiers. Several of them were Teigu Users, and their combined strength was formidable.

He was taken aback—weren't these guys from the Imperial Capital Security Force? Since when had they become this strong?

Annoyed that his "refined pleasures" were being interrupted, Syura decided to use his own Teigu, "Dimensional Formation: Shambhala."

The moment he activated its ability, a massive glowing circle appeared beneath Seryu and the others. In the blink of an eye, everyone within its radius was instantly teleported away.

"What?!"

Caught off guard, Seryu and her team had no knowledge of Syura's Teigu or its abilities. The teleportation happened so swiftly that they had no time to react before they were completely removed from the battlefield.

"Still as handy as ever."

Syura smirked as he glanced at the Teigu in his hands.

However, Shambhala had a drawback—it required a long cooldown after each use.

With those nuisances gone, there was no one left to interfere.

Just as Syura turned to approach the weeping woman clutching her child, a strikingly beautiful woman in a military uniform strode into the room, her expression cold and unreadable.

"Another fool who doesn't know their place?"

Syura turned and immediately recognized her—it was Esdeath.

"Huh? Well, if it isn't General Esdeath," he exclaimed in surprise.

The moment he saw her, his interest in the woman from earlier vanished.

"Perfect. I've been longing to get my hands on General Esdeath's beauty."

Licking his lips, Syura made his intentions all too clear.

Since he had left the Empire years ago to travel the world, the Esdeath he remembered had merely been a general with exceptional martial prowess.

He had no idea that, after obtaining the Teigu "Demon's Extract," she had transformed into something far more powerful. He foolishly believed that sheer numbers would be enough to subdue her.

"Oh?"

Esdeath let out a cold chuckle. "It seems I've been underestimated. But that's fine... Let's see what you're capable of."

Her icy blue eyes flashed as she stomped her boot against the ground.

In an instant, a surge of frost spread outward, freezing everything in its path—tables, chairs, the very floor itself.

Had the restaurant still been full, the chaos would have led to countless casualties. However, most bystanders had already fled in terror from Syura's group. Esdeath, of course, controlled her abilities to avoid harming the few innocent civilians still present.

Syura and his men immediately leaped away to avoid being frozen.

Dorothea, however, tried to use the commotion to her advantage, circling behind Esdeath for a sneak attack. Her Teigu allowed her to drain blood from others, enhancing her strength and maintaining her youthful appearance.

But before she could strike, Esdeath simply flicked her hand—instantly encasing Dorothea in ice without even sparing her a glance.

Syura finally realized—Esdeath was nothing like the woman he had imagined.

Just then, a figure silently walked past Syura from behind.

Blayn.

Expressionless, he moved as if he were nothing more than an ordinary passerby.

He didn't even acknowledge Syura, instead turning to Esdeath and asking, "Esdeath, weren't Seryu and the others supposed to be here? I don't see them."

The sound of his voice sent a shudder down Syura's spine.

He hadn't noticed this young man's presence at all. It wasn't until Blayn spoke that he even realized he was there.

Who the hell was this guy?!

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