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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?”

It was as if I were looking for a needle in a haystack. If Silent Assassin weren’t an enemy of the law I would have applauded him for his bravery and for having such skills. He was very slippery just like an eel. And all of his victims are people who are hugely plagued by society. He is like Robinhood in modern times. It’s just that Robinhood stole from the rich and gave to the poor while silent Assassin kills the rich people who are plagues of society and bullies the people who are helpless because of their low status or don't have money. He will be good police if only he is not an assassin.

“Listen, Hunter, you can’t let guys like Phantom get a rise out of you. It’s not just stupid, but unprofessional.” Hunter’s mouth flattens into a tight line. “I know, man, I know. I’m just so sick of smug assholes like him talking down to me. Just because I’m not a fucking Assassin, it doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t stand with you.” Priest rests his hand on Hunter’s shoulder. “I know, and I would never ask you to be anything but what you are. You’re an amazing tech, and without you, most of us would probably be dead. So, don’t sell yourself short. Being an Assassin is not for everyone. We’ve all given up our souls in exchange for doing what we do. And let me tell you, it’s a hard road to trave

snarled another. "Time's ticking, can we speed this up? I've got places to be," Emine's impatience was palpable. With a lightning-fast flurry of movements, the assassins found themselves writhing on the floor, taken down without even realizing it. It was clear they had underestimated their opponent's prowess. But why had their client portrayed her as a helpless heiress? This was not what they had signed up for. Emine flexed her hand, a look of disgust directed at the fallen foes. Aiden's voice cut through the tension, a warning in the air. As she turned, she collided with a solid chest, strong and masculine.

(Dead Assassin) One of the assassin that wanted to act gloriously died when a bullet blasted his skull right open. It was a simply like a scene of a fish that jumps out of water and got skewered by a harpoon. “……S.W.A.T unit! Boxed in!!..advance!!!….let no one escape!!..”.(Commissioner Layla)

"And for the love of God, please put down the sword. I don't want to hurt you or anything. You look exhausted." "You seem to be very complacent about yourself," he commented. "I've never seen an assassin like you who speaks this much. I suppose most of the ones we've encountered so far is as cocky as you are. But you're different. You do not seem to care whatever situation you are in." "I want to survive, that's it," I answered. "I don't want to stay here for too long. You don't know what is going on inside this head of mine. But thanks for breaking these chains."

“You believe Alessia will destroy the Empires?” “Yes.” The assassin answered without hesitation. “And that justified murder?” Eryx asked. The assassin closed his eyes briefly. “It justified salvation.” Eryx hissed, “You’re insane.” The assassin opened his eyes again—cold, bright, and devoted. “Insanity,” he murmured, “is watching a prophecy bloom and doing nothing.” Priam stepped closer, voice sharpening. “Who else believes this? Who else is part of your ‘cleansing’?”

A surge of satisfaction flooded my being as I surveyed my defeated opponent. Completing the mission was only the beginning. Now, faced with fragments of my own identity, I grappled with the task of unravelling the enigma that was my true self. Memories began to resurface, bit by bit, providing me with glimpses of my purpose. I was not merely an assassin, nor solely a seductress. I was Nemesis, a force to be reckoned with, and I vowed to let nothing stand in the way of my destiny.

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.

Maybe her will-power and strength were not par from honey bone, the former top one Assassin in the world. “Lesly hunter , how’s was the situation there?” asked the man to her over the phone. Yes, the beautiful woman was no another than, Lesly hunter the top one high class assassin in the world. “Yes, Mr. Young master of Luckser. he was guarded by the woman, but don’t worry I’ll find enough time to assassinate him. It was just a piece of cake.” Said Lesly hunter to him.