My Status As An Assassin Obviously Exceeds The Hero Manga Novels & Stories

The Assassin huffed, walking up the steps like he owned the place. "Who the hell is he?" I asked, sitting with Rowan. Rowan sighed, sitting on the steps while the Assassin's back faded into the distance. "Don't know, don't care. He scared the shit out of me when I walked out of my bathroom and told me what was going on," he chuckled "He's here to help, and that's all that matters. He's stronger than any of us here, and I don't want to get in the way of his mission. You don't mess with his kind. They take oaths to protect the innocent and keep the darkness from invading the worlds, but I'm guessing they are few and far between. I thought they were extinct." Rowan pulled off his shirt, the blo

"Just stay back and no matter what happens don't interfere. I've done this before and it'll be fine." Joanna looked worried. "Okay," she said. Adam nodded, but looked like he'd rather be anywhere but here. Soon enough, he would realize the supernatural was more than just an irritation. He would become one of us. As would Joanna. I opened the latch. As expected, the assassin appeared. Blades formed in my hands with along with the lightning. "Welcome Jasmine. I've been expecting you," the assassin said. "Will you tell me where the final piece of the crown is buried?" I hoped so. I didn't know if I could win a battle. The throbbing pain pierced so strong; my limbs shook. I tried to stand, but m

The man looked at her with annoyance. "I'm an assassin too," she whispered in his ears and his eyes widened. She grabbed the butcher's knife and put it against his neck. She held his shoulders to keep him from moving. "You've tried to kill the infamous assassin, strong enough to defeat your boss. At first I had no idea who he was, but it clicked," she murmured. "His skills were far greater than anyone else, and closely matched mine. I was dying to meet him but he didn't think a woman could be so strong," she started off before scoffing at the thought.

He wasn't going to kill her… at least not yet, not until he's gotten reasonable answers from her. “I-I don't know, but it was instinct.” She stammered before gaining her voice back. “Instinct? What kind of maid instinctively knows how to handle a glock?” he asked suspiciously. His eyes raked her body from top to bottom. Alina was undeniably beautiful. Even with her hair cut into a bobbed hairstyle, it matched her sharp features more. Her lips, cheeks and nose had this permanent flush that made her look innocent — completely hiding the fact that she's a bred assassin.

I readied myself, battle posture and hands already folded. Two minutes later, the notorious gang of assassins, hundred-win kill rate, known for being vicious and blah blah blah, were laying on the floor whining and moaning in pain. That was it. I shook my head as I crouched down to check the pockets of the assassins, whoever hired them must be someone I was very familiar with. As I searched the pocket of the assassins, I came across a moonlit lily, these flowers only grew in the supernatural world.

He landed lightly on the ground just a few feet away from Aria. Tall. Dressed in dark armor. His face hidden beneath a hood. But his presence was cold and deadly. The warriors moved to surround him. The assassin didn't seem concerned. His gaze locked directly onto Aria. "So..." he said calmly. "There you are." Aria rose slowly, her silver eyes glowing faintly. "Who are you?" The assassin tilted his head slightly. "Just someone sent to test a legend." Without warning, he attacked. His speed shocked

His tattoo stretched as he turned his head to face the corner of the room. In that corner of the room, a man struggled… Officer Rinaldi, the cop who had pulled Alessa from her last foster home. “I can’t do it," she whispered. Carlo’s gold canine tooth glinted. “Yes, you can La mia piccola angiolleto." (My Little Angel) In the end, she did it. She killed him. That was the first of a thousand more to follow. She had quite the time growing up, responsible for multiple high-profile kills before she even turned 18. Alessa was exactly what Carlo had wanted: a prolific and efficient assassin.

I took the blade from him and buried the silver blade in his stomach, but then I felt the other assassins surrounding me. I knew what came next; I had played this game before, but this time I was the prey, not the predator, and I knew how the story usually ends for the prey, even if one is as dangerous as I am. Another tried to grab me. I quickly ripped one of his hands off me and swiftly somersaulted to the far end, another charged at me and then ripped off the head of the next assassin who charged at me, watching his lifeless body fall to the ground. I was surrounded, but I was not going to beg like a rat; instead, I would die like a soldier, taking as many as I can to the after life.

“The chamber is responding.” The assassin staggered backward. Then collapsed. Dead. No wound. No mark. Cassian stared. “I’m not even going to ask.” But the council fighters kept coming. They surrounded us quickly. One of them spoke again. “You are outnumbered.” I wiped blood from my lip. “I’ve been outnumbered before.” Cassian laughed breathlessly. “He’s not lying.” Another assassin stepped forward. But this one carried something different. Not a blade. A staff. Dark metal.

Ash had a fawning smile on his lips as he answered what Maki question is, Using a tone of 'as a matter of factly' Name: Ash *** Age: 27 years old Identity: A5 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Army of Protective Team Cover Original World: Earth Ability: Wood (Requires Upgrade Ability) System Name: System 0000000096321 Binding Method: Soul contracted (Effective both to the Host and system) Special Circumstances: Mental Patient Patient Record #165 : PSTD Ash answered in his usual steady voice but had a hint of fawning with the Maki guy, "Our superiors from the top wanted to make the S level heroes take care of it because we, as an ordinary heroes cant take care of the monsters attacking th