Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Moments later, in another part of Millfall, where the Mazzanti family conflict had not yet reverberated through the area...

In a small building in the western part of the city, there was a room on the second floor where two beautiful women sat around a small table, playing a strategy game.

As they did so, they both wore veils over their faces, hiding their magical fluctuations as well.

While the two of them were doing what little they could at that moment, when they needed to stay under the radar, men armed with rifles were in nearby buildings, from where they had a clear view of where the two of them were.

They were aware of this, but it didn't bother either of them. After all, as people with similar interests to Cesar, they knew that these men were there to help them protect themselves!

So Jasmine and Layla played while killing time, waiting for Cesar's return from The Vile Altar, but also for the end of the confrontation that was going on around the Mazzanti family at that moment.

They weren't aware of everything that was happening in Millfall today, and the place where they were hiding hadn't sensed the battle of the Mages that was taking place on the east side of the city. But they were aware of the battle for the herb. Cesar's men on the outskirts of town were already aware of it and had communicated with them via their communication devices.

So the two were curious about what would happen next but not as worried as others might have been.

"What happens after this day?" Layla asked, sipping a glass of wine.

Jasmine made her move in the game and commented. "The outcome of this battle does not matter to us. The person we care about is Cesar, and he's not in town. If he dies at The Vile Altar, we lose our obligation to him. If he wins, we are still bound to him, and our situation remains the same, regardless of the local outcome."

"But if his family were destroyed, wouldn't there be a chance for him to give up and change his strategies?" Layla asked her friend.

"Cesar is not that simple. A normal person might give up after a big defeat. But he's a damn stubborn man. If he falls, he'll do everything in his power to get up again. I'm sure of it. He won't stop until he dies or until he achieves his goals!" Jasmine said seriously.

She had talked to Vicente for days and had seen a little of the kind of person this young man was. Being confident in her assessment, she was sure Cesar would do the impossible to achieve his goals.

So whether his family was wiped out or not, it wouldn't change the point Cesar wanted to reach, and the situation for both of them would still be the same.

"If that's true, that's terrible. He's the worst kind of person to deal with." Layla sighed as she realized she had lost the game.

"That's true... But that doesn't mean we don't have ways to profit from him." She smiled at her friend. "Layla, you are a Sacred Devotee. You have a freedom of movement that I don't. If you travel with Cesar, you could win his affection." She looked at her friend's bust and saw the 'rich' measurements of this gray-haired woman.

Layla's eyes narrowed as she looked at her friend, not believing what she had just heard. "You're not suggesting that..."

"Yes, you should seduce Cesar. Think about it, Layla. With your freedom of movement, you can always go to the same places as him. Cesar won't always be in Millfall, and I will soon be transferred to a new temple. So you could be a constant in his life.

On the other hand, you are beautiful and have many physical qualities that are hard to resist. I'm sure you can win his trust with a little time. From then on, we'll have him in our hands!" Jasmine said enthusiastically.

"But I..." Layla hesitated, not liking the idea of having to do as her friend suggested.

Jasmine moved over and took both of her friend's hands and squeezed them. "Layla, it's up to you. But if you become Cesar's woman, we can resolve our situation with him and gain many future benefits. Think about it calmly. It's not like you have to go to bed with him tomorrow anyway.

But don't take too long. I have a feeling that Cesar won't be in Millfall for more than two years. If you're not connected to him by the time he leaves town, our chances of controlling him will be nil."

"Sigh... I'll think about it." Layla closed her eyes and sighed, not liking the idea of having to deal with such a man.

She was a virgin! How could she so easily consider the idea of seducing a man and giving herself to him just for the sake of a plan that might not even work?

'What should I do? Jasmine is right, but Cesar could kill me or use me and give me nothing in return. Meanwhile, I'd lose the chance to marry a serious man one day... I'd still have to give myself to a bandit.' She clenched her fists in frustration.

But as she did so, she and her friend suddenly heard a gunshot ring out from their room.

Bang!

Opening her eyes and looking in the same direction as Jasmine, Layla felt several level 5 auras approaching them, especially one they knew well.

"Mark!" They shouted almost simultaneously, just before the only window and door of the small room they were in were shattered.

A moment later, three level 5 men appeared, two members of The Faceless Ones faction and the other, Mark.

"Mark!" Layla shouted as she looked at the man strangely, sensing that they weren't there for a rescue as this man had promised earlier. Instead of a friend trying to help them, this black-haired man now looked more like an enemy!

"Jasmine..." Mark ignored the grey-haired woman and looked at the pink-haired beauty, facing the woman he desired but feeling a particular disgust for her.

"I didn't expect you to get involved with bloody criminals, Mark!" Jasmine commented as she moved her mana through her Magic Gem.

"Tsk! Jasmine, isn't that hypocritical of you?" Mark asked as he revealed his magical form. "You started your relationship with someone like Cesar. Why can't I do the same?"

"I didn't choose this, but you clearly did!" She said seriously.

"Enough talk. Let's do what we came here to do while our men take care of those fools on the outskirts." Mark's friend said as he and his faction mate moved in on Jasmine at the same time.

Mark looked viciously at Layla, finally getting the chance to kill this woman.

"I always hated you, Layla!

Die!" He shouted as he attacked the woman, knowing that Jasmine would be no match for the two and that Layla was weaker than him.