Novel & Cerita My Status As An Assassin Obviously Exceeds The Hero Manga

“But we are what was left behind.” One of the others a tall, eyeless man whose skin shimmered like broken glass spoke in a voice that echoed with dozens of tones. “You killed the Quill.” “I did.” “You shattered the pen,” said a girl with birds instead of hair. “I had to.” “And now,” whispered the assassin twins in perfect harmony, “the stories must write themselves.” Ashen stepped closer, page extended. “Give me a name.” “What?” “A real one,” she said. “Not Ashen. That was your placeholder. Give me something meant to last.”

I could feel anger rising in my veins. Calm down, human! You do not want our mate to think you are a monster. Right? "Although I indeed killed a few of my assistants it's not because of all the reasons given to you," I replied regaining my cool. "I am not judging you Caspian but I just want to hear your side of the story," she argued taking a step closer. "Really? I doubt that!"I replied staring into those beautiful blue orbs. "I cannot judge you because we are not that different. You can't imagine the number of people I have killed in my life," she said again taking my hands.

"You are looking down on me again. May I remind you that I am a first class assasin in the house of Spades, Rage. I have went through the worst training. Traps, not even death scares me at all. So don't say anything like that again as if you are just seeing me as a weak little girl who could do nothing. Because what is the truth? I am an assassin. A serial killer who had killed hundreds of lives. I've been through hell, so don't stop me from participating a simple hunt." "I'm not stopping you. I just told you that so you are aware." "Thank you, but I'm completely aware, Rage. No need to remind me about the risks I would be facing in result of my decisions because I'm not a child who needs su

An insult to me and everything I believed and stood for. It was foreign, annoying, and entirely impossible for me. Such a predicament only happened to weak men—and I damn right wasn’t weak I pressed the nozzle deeper into her neck. “I’m not falling for anyone," I snapped, “she’s a mission. Nothing more. When the time comes, I’ll finish it. I’ll off her and walk away without looking back.” It felt like I was talking more to myself than to her.

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

"Listen up, boy!" "You're right. I'm a monster, and the Pearl mentioned in all those books. Yes, I killed Diego Corry, but there's one small detail every single book has forgotten to mention." I was grinning wickedly. I threw him down on the ground with force. I could hear him murmuring something to himself under his breath as he said, "I'm an assassin. People hire me when they can't fix their own problems. They hire me because I don't ask questions, and I'm the best at what I do." I could see that he was saying, "I'm an assassin."

*Whoosh* The assassin showed just why he was an assassin, utilizing the power of the wind to propel himself into Mane at a speed that even if the young Supreme was at his best, he would not be able to do anything about it; however, was Mane planning to do anything about it in the first place? The young Supreme disregarded the attack of the assassin and gathered power into his arms. His eyes flashed coldly as he allowed the dagger to strike him, producing sparks from the point of contact, for even with the aid of the wind, his skin would not be breached. Looking at his opponent Mane saw the reason for assassin’s brazenness in leaving himself open. “They all have the armour huh,” Mane thought

Rigel’s voice slices through the haze. And suddenly, it’s like I’ve been doused in ice water. I drop my hand, severing the connection. The assassin collapses, coughing and wheezing, but still alive. My own breathing is ragged, my hands shaking violently. What the hell did I just do? The remaining assassins, seeing their fallen comrade writhing on the ground, hesitate. The rogue leader watches me with a glint of satisfaction, as if I’ve done exactly what he wanted.

Chapter 28: Survival Manga ordered the retreat of his warriors but Annatoria couldn't go after him. She and her forces were weak a d chasing him might eventually lead to her defeat. She needed to treat her warriors. As she watched Manga flee, her emotions began to return. Her eyes traveled to Asher who was on the ground, his good and healthy arm tightly holding his broken arm. “I'm sorry, Asher" She hugged him, his arm bleeding profusely. “It's fine, you're strong. I know it" He said, observing that she was about to cry. His gentle pat on her back wasn't enough comfort for her.

It had sent them to their deaths! At once, the remaining assassins from the third zone backed away, looked at each other, and dared not step forward. Only a few assassins had reached the peak of the fourth zone. At this moment, their expressions were indifferent as they glanced at their dead companion on the floor with a disdainful smile. One of them was a tall, dark disciple with muscles all over his body, just like a gorilla. He stepped forward, squeezed his fists tightly together, laughed disdainfully, and said, “Very good. I didn't expect to meet my match. Your next opponent is me, and the 50 million bounty will be mine!”