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said Kiara with a smirk . " True ! You are the rumored strong crown princess . I am curious to get to know you a little before I kill you . " said the assassin . " It's rude that you already know who I am but I do not know your identity . " said Kaira . " I wouldn't wanna be rude to her highness but these are the rules . I can't tell you who I am . " said the assassin . He took the knife and looked at her with an annoyed expression then threw it towards her but Kiara managed to avoid it again . The assassin had his face covered and Kiara couldn't see who it was but his figure looked a bit familiar to her .

Selene “Our conversation about your work isn’t over.” Lucas cautioned me as he rose from the table. “You’re going to have to accept that I am an assassin, and I will always be one. Your sudden male ego bullshit won’t change that. I will never be the she-wolf that plans parties and sits at home with the children. If I were, you would be dead already.” I drawled, staring him down as I spoke. “It’s not male ego. My mate was almost blown to bits. I will never be ok with almost losing you for the second time.” He said, pulling out the puppy dog eyes.

He fought them off without much effort. Yuna remained close to the boy while he fought off all the assassins. The number of assassins dwindled greatly after both General Junho and the boy fought. The remaining ninjas retreated when they noticed that the battle had turned and both the general and the boy were gradually killing off their brethren. They attempted to flee, but the General captured all of them.

The sight tickled her so much that she let out a small laugh, shocking everyone in the room, including herself. On the outside world, viewers from all walks of life couldn’t help but comment on what just occurred. Akiko Kanzaki was an emotionless assassin known to never show any expressions on her face. Yet, she was so easily disarmed by an unknown boy ranked last in Godfather High School! Earlier, Zen announced that he was no longer part of the Taro family. Without a family, this boy was free real estate! [The Godfather is intrigued by your ability to charm the Death Princess. You have been awarded 100 credits.]

"Because I'll be the one who'll kill you at the end." They separated, shouting at the top of their lungs as they plunged their knives onto their opponents one after another. In a short period of time, they killed 10 out of fifteen. But even if it took them only minutes to lessen the number, their eyes flicked due to exhaustion. No matter how good they are in fighting, a human's energy will never double like how those fictional heroes in movies who experienced leveling up every time they were desperate to fight for justice and were in the brink of death. In addition to that, the assassins that were sent are skilled enough that each can kill at least ten unskilled people in short time.

The Conclave dissolved instantly into two priorities, and Alessia realized with horror that they were not the same. “Kael,” she whispered, “the assassin—he’s aiming at the Moon King—why?” Kael pushed her behind a fallen pillar before answering. “It doesn’t matter. You’re not safe here.” “He’s not targeting me.” “That doesn’t mean he won’t.” Another shockwave shook the chamber. The assassin leapt down from the upper tiers, landing in a crouch atop the council table, cloak whirling like smoke. Alessia’s breath caught. He wasn’t just a rogue fighter. His aura was wrong, dark, slithering, and pulsing with luminousness that felt sick and corrupt.

She is overly impressed by them but also sees their flaws. "Brent and Jordan are the only assassins in the country to have triple-ten ratings. Jordan is tiny but ruthless, and I expect her to show you all what it means to be without guilt. Every kill that we make weeds the world of evil. She doesn't think about their families or kids, she just wants to get the job done.” "How can I follow that introduction?" A short, strikingly beautiful Asian woman steps into the room as her stats are read aloud. Her petite frame only seems to amplify the intensity of her presence. A tiny red dress is poured on to her athletic figure.

I was jealous. Harlow pulled out the next plan in case the first one didn’t run smoothly. The men just watched her point at various spots on the map and nod occasionally. It was as if this was second nature to them. I understood that they were assassins, but I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that they were so ok with killing. I leaned against the door frame, arms crossed over my chest, and I just watched the scene. It was almost as if the werewolves weren’t even needed. They were going to take care of the situation. We were just the bait.

shouted the man as he tightened his grip on my hair. That hurts so much! Just wait, I'll beat you up when I figure out how to time it so that Dum doesn't notice anything. Damn it! I need to assist him. I don't want anything to happen to him. But I know he can handle battling the other person, despite how strong he appears to be. " Are you from Assassination Society?" I murmured in question to the man who was holding me. "How could you know?" the man questioned, astonished. "Hmmm.... secret, that's confidential bastard," I answered, and I smacked his foot with my own, causing him to cry out in pain.

Then another silence filled the room before Gab ended the call with a disappointed face. “I am sure they did not find anyone alive,” I said. “Or any dead body in the scene, for that matter,” Almira added. “Does it mean these assassins are undefeatable?” Marco asked. “It’s not that they are undefeatable,” I answered. “It’s that the moment they draw their last breath, their body would whither. Their bones dry up, and as if that is not enough, these bones turn into dust.” “Eh!?” Matt yelped.