CHAPTER 3: THE KILLER IS ALONE

After the assassination missions began Francis was paired with number 7 to perform them, but the missions never stopped they were twice a week and the difficulty level began to increase; During the seventh week number 7 I was already quite hurt; but actually have compassion for a boy and hesitate to kill him.

Just when Francis was evaluating the possibility of killing her so as not to be a burden, the boy's shadow guard attacked number 7 killing her with one blow; at the same time Francis also came from behind and cut his neck and threw a needle that pierced the boy's eye and also fell to the ground.

Checking the body of the shadow guard he found a martial arts manual, he wanted to check the house, but there really was no time so he left.

When I arrive alone nobody asked for number 7; I guess they have some way of knowing if we're dead.

I got to my room and number 2 was lying on the bed I don't know what to think.

I took out the manual and threw it on the table, number 2 opened his eyes and looked at the table and closed them again.

During the following 3 months the missions were increasing in difficulty. They assigned me to number 8 which was now number 7; our technical experience also increased, but there was a limit, if we did not start practicing martial arts we would probably die in the future ...

During this time number 2 and I gathered several manuals but we really did not decide on one of them; Basically in this world there is a type of substance in the air that requires a kind of mental power to absorb it, in the different martial arts manuals they basically take it to nourish the body; some begin to strengthen their arms and legs and others their blood vessels, finally I could only practice some of them or risk cultivating myself according to my beliefs and trying not to explode or be crippled.

I looked at number 2 and I opened my mouth and didn't really know what to say, so I closed it, finally I threw myself on the bed with my eyes closed to try to feel something; two hours after searching I probably found it ...

Some kind of fog? I tried to put a pinch into my brain, but found no change.

I decided to introduce small amounts continuously from now on, but that meant I would never sleep again. Laughing I feel a little sorry for these 4 years, if I had known, I would probably have slept more.

During the following month we continued doing missions, I finally understood that we could take whatever we wanted from the place; Whether it was silver, gold, manuals, gems, it became a little treasure hunt but one day number 8 he didn't show up for dinner; we were eight people.

The next day Francis and number 7 met at the home of the mission objective; this was different from the others, the target was really far above both in strength and in men, it seems to be a government official ...

That day we did not return to the base and we stayed to observe the situation, and the next day, and the day after that; we had to act now; Tomorrow would be the next mission, I am sure that if we returned by then someone of the advanced assassins would receive an assignment with our face.

I don't know if God is watching but that day he opened guests, the guests would bring servants with them; It wasn't difficult to kill two of them and swap roles, in this world slaves look down all the time and usually nobody looks at their faces, we somehow sneak into the mansion.

Acting as the guest's slaves; I turned out to be one of this officer's lackeys, the guy who does shady things for you while number 8 offered you tea I was thinking what to do when number 8 actually shot and killed the officer but that resulted in the shadow guard ending with his life in the same way; I threw myself to the ground pretending to be a slave while cursing inside, my supposed master also fell to the ground killed by a sword from the shadow guard; fortunately the officer had children so the shadow guard did not end everyone's life at the time.

But knowing the customs they took us to the guest rooms, but I knew that after these incidents the servants would be executed; whether they were from the mansion or the guests, but the shadow guards weren't going to guard the slave's residence so sneaking out at night wasn't that difficult.

Finally I got to the base, but number 7 was no longer with me, neither do I have his own to remember nor do I want to, going through the dining room, I pulled off a chicken leg and went straight to my room and threw myself on the bed.

After that mission they didn't assign me a partner again.