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I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.

VIPER Assassins shouldn’t breathe too loudly, or make loud footsteps that give their presence away, or make a single mistake that’ll definitely cost their lives. We’re fast, precise—just one lethal strike is enough to kill a target. I chant my usual mantra in my head, clutching my sword tightly as I attack a stupid scarecrow. “How long have you been here, Viper?” Emily asks as she approaches me. “You’re the most skilled already. What else do you want?”

Ash says, brushing his fingers across the small of her back, “Twenty languages, Head of the Guild of Assassins, smart as all hell and fucking gorgeous to boot. There’s not much you can’t do is there?” She smirks and shrugs, Kai hums coming closer to her again,

He looked very different from the previous timeline, where he acted like he was God’s gift to the world. When threatened, even vermin fought to survive, much less Luis. He appeared anxious as he tried to get himself out of this predicament. “It was my fault that I arrived late, but Cara has always mistreated Bianca, using her pregnancy as an excuse to do whatever she wanted. Before leaving, she even stole my communication device. I didn’t even know there was an assassination attempt!” My heart skipped a beat when he said this. I gave a bitter laugh. The communication device I had begged for had suddenly become something I had stolen.

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.

"Okay, then let's hire a six stars assassin. What's the highest rank among the assassins?" "For this organization," Edward began. "The assassins are divided into one star to nine stars. The strongest one is nine stars. It's rumored the nine-stars have already surpassed the attainment level of a grandmaster, but it goes without saying that they cost a lot too. I think hiring a six-stars is good enough." Easton sighed. "Black Rose, the one we hired earlier, is very strong, and she looks hot too. It should've been easy for her to seduce Severin, but in the end, her ruse was seen through and we wasted all our money!"

“Back then, you had the opportunity to take Secret, but you didn’t cherish it. Do you regret it now?” Blair put the pendant around Mable’s neck. “I do regret it a bit, but not for not getting Secret. I regret not cherishing you well enough.” Mable’s lips curled up, and she reopened the photo sent by Solomon. “This brooch is the identification mark of A-level subordinates of Secret. Thus, this assassin must be from Secret. There’s no way Solomon can make him talk!” An A-level assassin meant passing the most rigorous training. Their willpower was far beyond that of an ordinary person. Even if a truth serum was used, it was impossible to force him to talk.

Of average height, but lean, and handsome, with his blonde hair falling across his forehead. But his eyes. They were dead eyes. Grey blue. Hard. Piers flicked a cigarette aside, exhaled smoke. “You’re not taking her. Not tonight.” The lead assassin didn’t speak. He just moved fast. The alley erupted into violence. Muzzle flashes lit up the dusk. The assassins were precise, surgical — trained killers. One of the Don’s men dropped, a crimson arc spraying across the wall behind him. Another took a round to the thigh but didn’t fall — he lunged with a switchblade, slashing at one assassin’s neck, narrowly missing.

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

How can someone who murders a person be capable of the greatest skill of all, healing? Lucien, I need to remember his name instead of just ‘the assassin’ softly knocking on the door late into the night. I sent Kyra to deal with him but even I had to admit he looked immaculate in a crisp white shirt. He was wearing one of Alexanders, but it was stretched to the max over his wider shoulders and muscles.