Killing Without Touching

“So, all this is really because of the cigars you gave me on our father's orders?” Sky asked after understanding, “But do you think everything will go according to what you want?” he continued.

“Black Dragon's messenger came to ask for his cooperation and I just heard that Mr. Festo is dead when he was fine before. Do you think the big guys around him will believe that Mr. Festo just had a simple heart condition?!” Lily chimed in with his thoughts.

“How about we make sure together when we come to the funeral? If I fail, you can hand me over to them, with me willingly delivering my life to them without involving you.”

“But if I succeed, please recognize my abilities and don't force me to be as proficient with fighting tools as you are. All people are different and cannot be equated in their abilities. Especially when it comes to fighting and survival.”

Ivo's words were so bold that he asserted his confidence in Sky and Lily.

“Prepare yourself for death, arrogant man!” Lily snapped at him again before walking out of the hotel room. Meanwhile, Sky, who was still silent and had begun to observe the situation, followed Lily with quiet steps.

But before completely disappearing behind the door, Sky said again, “I hope you're right and stay alive, Doctor.”

Ivo nodded quietly and after that Sky left behind the closed door.

“I've risked everything for this, I'm even ready to kill myself if my plan fails. I'm not willing to be a loser and work for them.” Ivo muttered angrily and recalled how it all started.

The meeting before Mr. Festo died...

As planned by Mr. Jack earlier, Sky and Lily would accompany Ivo to meet Mr. Festo. Of course, it was not an ordinary meeting since Mr. Festo's class was equivalent to the highest government in the country.

Mr. Jack also did not let go of his own two sons. With the help of his best friend-Lord Simon, Mr. Jack asked Mr. Simon for a little help by selling Mr. Simon's name when requesting a meeting with Mr. Festo.

Mr. Simon's name is certainly familiar among high-status people in Italy. He is the leader of a well-respected mafia group in Italy.

Ivo's fists were tight, as the deaths of those closest to him came from the man who had just arrived in the room. But at the same time Ivo's smile behind the mask was wide.

The stout, almost elderly man was clutching a cigarette between his fingers.

'I knew it. His habit of smoking non-stop hasn't changed. There's no way a crazy smoker who doesn't recognize the situation or conditions and still smokes with swagger can break the habit. It's still several months after I met him back then,'

Ivo muttered happily to himself. He was satisfied that his plan was ninety-nine percent not going to fail.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Festo. I'm Sky, and this is my brother, Lily. We're close relatives of Mr. Simon who asked for a little help in meeting you.” Sky said to Mr. Festo who had just come to attend their meeting in a private luxury restaurant.

Behind Sky and Lily was Ivo who was standing with his face disguised behind a mask with black glasses. On each side of Ivo there were also Mr. Simon's confidants to help keep watch in case the situation was not conducive later.

“Yes, Mr. Simon has informed me that you want to apply for cooperation and become investors in the male stamina drug that Kimia Star will launch next month. Apparently the news about this has already reached America, huh? Haha!” Mr. Festo responded proudly to Sky and Lily's intention to become investors in the production of his company's new product.

“Of course, sir. Who wouldn't be interested in cooperating with Kimia Star, whose results are definitely profitable if they are involved with your company,”

“Besides, there is also no pharmaceutical company in our country as successful and large as Kimia Star, sir. In the future, we also hope to build a factory and a pharmaceutical company of this size in America, with the hope that the profits will be great as well.”

Sky, who was well-mannered in front of an important person like Mr. Festo, did not look like a man raised by a mafia family, which attracted Mr. Festo's interest. Mr. Festo easily agreed to the cooperation, especially since the funds that Sky was going to disburse were so much. Mr. Festo immediately thought that this cooperation would be profitable for him.

“Alright, Mr. Sky, Mr. Lily. Please tell Mr. Simon that I approve your request for cooperation with Chemical Star. I will leave the signing to my eldest son who is currently in the Maldives on vacation. My son will be back this week. I hope you don't rush back to America, haha!”

Mr. Festo agreed, rising from his seat and visibly extending his hand to shake with Sky.

“May our cooperation go smoothly without a hitch, Mr. Moreno brothers.” Mr. Festo said again with a big smile.

Sky and Lily also smiled before turning to Ivo. A bit of tension was indeed felt by Sky and Lily when Ivo nodded and walked over to hand Sky a luxuriously designed cigar box.

'Very well, honorable sir. Welcome your death gift!' Ivo growled to himself as he handed over the cigar box.

“Mr. Festo, I have a little souvenir from America. My father loved to smoke these cigars, so I took the initiative to bring them to you as well. These cigars have a special flavor when we inhale them.”

“I think you'll like this, and maybe you'll even produce these cigars in Star Kimia. With great honor, please accept my small gift, sir.” Sky graciously gave the gift to Mr. Festo.

“Haha, you are indeed dutiful children. Mr. Simon's friend is very nice indeed. I want to meet him soon to smoke this cigar together while discussing future business!” Mr. Festo responded happily, “Alright, I accept this and I'll taste it right away.” he continued.

“I still have another important meeting, gentlemen. I hope you enjoy the banquet at this place. I'll leave first, see you later.” Mr. Festo said goodbye and left with a tight escort of guards behind him.

“Your age is counted down from now on, arrogant man.” Ivo grumbled while glaring at Ivo before stuffing food into his mouth in annoyance. 

But, Sky or Lily still couldn't believe that the mission this time belonged to Ivo at the behest of their own father.

No one knew yet that the cigar of death was Mr. Festo's Angel of Death.

'I am not the one who will count the time of my life, Mr. Lily. It is Mr. Festo who will meet his Grim Reaper in two days' time. You will see tonight or tomorrow. You will soon hear the news of his death. That's my promise!' Ivo said confidently to himself without wanting to respond to Lily's scolding of him.