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” ”PROFESSOR TAN, THAT IS ENOUGH! The whole room gets swallowed up in silence along with Doctor Reginald Estrellas’ aura of ferocity. Even Professor Johnny almost fell off his chair. ”We will not waste time with your sermons! You speak once about your latest complaint and then you can step out of this hall as soon as you are done!” ++++++++++ “So the assassin is freelance?” ”Yep, not even part of his Elite Team. This one is one of those for hire bastards that were once part of a shitty pirate squad up in the Maldives area. Fucking overpriced if you ask me.”

Isabella said, holding her face where the slap had landed, her eyes reddened. Lorenzo chuckled, “Maybe I should tell you a little story before ending your miserable life. Alessandro Angelo is the deadliest assassin, hit man that you would ever know…ah, I guess he probably hadn’t told you his real name. I just did you the honors. Since you would be dying by my hand, this is the least I could do for you…” he flashed her a smile before he continued. “You know how good he is with the guns…the guns seem to spur on happily at his sight. Or you might wanna know how much people he has killed…millions of them!”

The royals also handled supernaturals that were much more powerful and deadly, such as rogue dragons. Just like we hunters served the town council, the assassins served the royal council. Unlike us, the assassins were twice as fast and Strong, but the strongest of us all were the first ranked assassins which rumor had, consisted of only three men whose names were confidential. Never had they ever failed a mission in all their years, they served the royal council with an iron fist and submission.

I ask her in disbelief. “That is correct. Don’t you see it? You were the best assassin in the entire world, the most sought after by the authorities. You were a celebrity in your own right, you had the whole world in your hands,” She explains with passion as we step out of the elevator. We are walking through the lobby and everybody is minding their business and going about their day. “But then you allowed a playboy CEO to mess it all up,” She adds disappointingly and I sigh.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ten years later, the headquarters of the assassin and intelligence organization M are in London, England. "What's going on?!!" More than three hundred assassins looked at the organization's annual assassin rankings in amazement. Their faces were all incredulous. The number 1 position naturally belongs to a very strange name: Fire. “No way! There must be a mistake!” Rich, an assassin who has been active for more than fifteen years and is always in the top five disgruntled. Apparently this year, he had c

After spending the weekend with his parents Sebastian flew back to the USA heading straight to his penthouse and ordering a woman from the well-known, high-end escort organisation to provide the finest women to satisfy him for the night. This was Sebastian Argreste, the only multi-trillionare businessman and one of the finest assassins that the world had heard of.

Chase's expression remained calm as he twisted his wrist, unleashing a brilliant flash of sword light that swept forward. Sparks flew as their blades clashed. Chase stood firmly in place, completely unmoved, while the black-clad assassin was thrown backward with blood spraying from his mouth. "What?!" The assassin's expression twisted in terror. He could not believe Chase's strength was this formidable. "Die." Chase's eyes narrowed as he flicked his fingers, sending hundreds of sword beams shooting out. They created a cage of energy around the assassin. "No, no, don't do this…" the assassin's eyes widened in fear as he pleaded. "My master is the top fighter in Capital City. If you kill me, h

The knife caught the moonlight, reflecting a sharp, icy gleam—clearly a weapon of exceptional quality, capable of cutting through iron like mud. Thomas didn't flinch. He stepped back smoothly, dodging the strike, and in one fluid motion, disarmed the man. The assassin—a seasoned mercenary—froze in shock. Impossible. He ranked in the global top three for assassinations, and number one in close-quarters combat. How could his weapon be taken so easily? In that split second of distraction, a cold gleam flashed in Thomas's eyes. He swung the blade—and with a silver arc through the dark air, the assassin's pinky finger was severed clean off.

I shouted and pushed him back as I got to my feet, “You ruined them and as further torture you made Nok their caretaker. They’re down at the barrier struggling to survive and fight because you decided they were better used as tools to shame Nok rather than-” “Ashai,” he was still smiling like I was the one overreacting, “There have been many cases where I’ve been told I needed to be more cruel with my punishments and this was one of those times. Assassins, that’s what they were. A group of ten assassins that were all barely two centuries old. The youngest of them was just a few years older than Garmesh is now. I am fine with people uniting against me. I have every right to be labeled a monst

“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