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She exclaimed excitedly as she took the letter from my hands bowed one last time and left the room. A smile formed on my face. You might think it was evil. But, for me it was just the happiness of getting my work done without my hands getting dirty. As I sat lied down on my bed, I pondered over the letter and the consequences it held. The Dark Mist Guild was known for their illegal activities and their spotless assassinations. Their top assassin was Knife. Knife has been pretty out of reach recently but if he were to take my order there's no way Elina would see the sun rising the next day.

I never hid anything from Alessio, he was my brother and I knew that I could trust him. "You're The assassin? The deadly?" He asked, unable to believe what he just heard. I nodded. I was waiting for him to snap at me or tell me that what I do isn't good but on the contrary, he smiled brightly at me. "I'm proud of you." He said, "My sister is the best assassin in the world. I can't be prouder." "My brother is the best sniper in the world. I can't be prouder." I mimicked making him laugh.

she added. Saying this with all seriousness while hitting the right mark, Aoi chuckled once more. “You never failed to make me laugh. I'm honored to be known wholeheartedly by you– the most infamous assassin of the Dark World.” to him being busted with his acting was funny. It was a rare event that makes him felt thrilling.

Suddenly, Luna exclaimed in shock, “Isn’t that huge man the elite assassin serving Miya? He’s said to have albinism, and I think his name is Loyal.” What? Assassin?! Was that the identity Dicken had assumed after integrating into human society? It was indeed a fitting identity which made hiding his whereabouts easy, since assassins were as mysterious as they were unfathomable. “I heard that he’s Miya’s lover too? Now that I see him, I guess he really could pin her down,” Luna added just then.

It popped free of its socket and I dropped it into the open bag at my feet. I squinted, the eye scorching light from the other bulbs making the pools of shadow beside us difficult to see. Host-less Shades stayed hidden during the lighter hours, even beneath their violet sky, but that didn't mean you wouldn't come across the occasional desperado, willing to risk everything for a shot at owning human flesh. I dropped the piece of clothing that protected the new bulb into the bag and paused, frozen by the shiver running down my spine. "What's wrong?" Aaron called from the front.

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?”

“Look at the way he looks at her,” one top-tier journalist had tweeted. “In a room full of the world’s most beautiful models, he only has eyes for Raina. This isn't PR. He is obsessed with her." I sat on the edge of the velvet chair in my room, the glow of my tablet illuminating the dark circles under my eyes as I read the headlines The stock market had closed an hour ago and Sephine AI and Cole Noir, my companies, hadn't just rebounded; they were soaring.

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

he finished as he rose. The room, surrounded by his fifteen elite, he froze midway through his rise, transfixed by the sight of the assassin before him. Everything that happened next happened at once, and yet he watched it as if it were intended for him to see. In the man’s grip came a burst of flame, and from the space around his hand a blackness spilled from somewhere within the light like a pool of blood from an unattended injury, smoke rising as it came to life, drawn from a place Maekil could only surmise to be an abomination. And when it was over, like the tale of the Shadow Child, in his grip rested two short swords like the falchions of great archers who bore the battlefront in the a

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.