God of Crime: Strongest Mafia Boss

[France; Airport Paris Charles de Gaulle]

Once they landed, Adam and Tsubasa walked together and went through the procedure. Even though they were disguised, the full team separated into three groups. This was done for the sake of avoiding being too conspicuous and making sure they were not all grouped if everything went to shit.

To assure maximum security, Luvia, and Elysia, who had clear European features, were put together. In case of danger, Elysia could take care of Luvia with no problem and it was easy to make the two look like two sisters.

Elysia's objective was to visit the church and see if they could obtain any information. This would also help in knowing if a church wished to intervene in this matter. After all, for all intent and purpose, they were not very monolithic.

There existed more than a few 40K denominations in the world so this would be a mistake to believe they would all move as one. 𝐟𝗿ee𝘄𝗲𝗯𝐧o𝘃el.𝐜o𝚖

Mark and Tsubasa, much to Tsubasa's chagrin, were put together. The information-gathering skills of Tsubasa were too high to not be put to use and she could serve as a tower of control alongside Mark who was the operator.

They were the ones who would coordinate everything and work on the sharing of information.

Tsubasa had been dissatisfied with this choice but she had not protested too much. In terms of experience on the terrain, she was basically even higher than Mark. She knew very well that during a mission it was important to put feelings aside and not cause trouble because of pride.

The final team was Adam and Makoto. They were the front face of this operation and because of this, they were the ones who had to ask with the most obviousness. They had to let everyone easily guess that they were hunters disguised. The brighter they were, the easier the others could hide.

Basically covering everyone with their shadow and making the operation smoother. Adam was given free reign with even the right to start a few fights if he wanted. As long as he didn't kill anyone or cause damage to civilians and infrastructure the French would not care.

This was the basic policy of most supernatural being society in most countries. They knew and understood that trying to control people with superhuman power with a leash too tight would only result in constant riots so they took a better way.

With the division of the team done, Adam and Makoto passed through with no problem.

The airport was pretty big but since they had paid for first class, they were able to have priority and advance faster.

They didn't have much luggage either so everything went fast. It was only after walking for a while that they finally reached the exit terminal.

"What do we do?"

Adam looked at Makoto as she asked with an apathetic expression. Makoto's hair had been changed, the silver color of her hair was gone to be replaced by a more common black and they were relatively shorter.

She was wearing a simple cardigan that seemed incredibly inadequate since everyone else was wearing clothes to protect themselves from the cold. But it wasn't as if Adam could speak. After all, he didn't even make the effort of wearing something heavy. He simply had a half-open shirt, showing his muscled chest.

"Well. Elysia has someone of confidence taking her while Mark decides to call for an Uber. The two of them will take relatively cheap accommodation. As for us, well…"

Adam grinned. He sent a message before taking the hand of Makoto. Suddenly, the two of them started floating.

At first, people looked at them with bewilderment. But soon, their expression became blank for a while before going back to normal and they continued walking away as if everything was normal.

For some, Adam and Tsubasa never existed. For others, they were climbing an escalator. Each of them would see something slightly different but they would have no time to care and soon would completely forget.

This was the power of the Veil. The power that had hidden the supernatural from the world of humanity for so long.

In the current situation, only two kinds of people could see them.

Supernatural creatures and Hunters.

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[Paranormal Department]

The interior of the PD of Paris was slightly different than the one in LA. For one, it was not underground or in another dimension.

Because of Moriarty and the damage he caused, the PD of Paris did not have the means or wealth sufficient for such things. All they could do was buy a three-floor building and use it as an HQ.

The good thing was, because of how open they were, no one would guess that they were the paranormal department outside of a very select few. The good thing was that they had at least a powerful shield to protect them in case of danger.

Sitting on his chair, the Director of the Paris department sighed greatly before standing up and walking toward the window.

Night had already fallen and from where he was, he could see the Eiffel Tower in the distance. This was a sight he had long since gotten tired of observing but at the same time, this brought a certain feeling of ease to him.

He was a man going on his old age. Looking like an old man in his 70s. In reality though, he was already a little over 190 years old. This made him one of the few ancient hunters alive. After all, just because hunters could theoretically reach 300 years or so did not mean they could reach it.

More often than not. They died young or died because of all the hidden injuries they accumulated over the years.

Usually, the place of Director was given to relatively younger people in their 40s or 80s. This was the period when hunters still had ambition. Old men like him were no more.

Sadly, after what happened with the Moriarty case, no one wanted to join this bureau as director and he was forced to take office.

His name was Francois. A name as ordinary as his appearance suggested.

What was not ordinary though — were the two guests sitting in front of him.