Chapter 138

"Rodwell sent you, didn't he? Nice to see you."

Redin waved and smiled, and the man in the knight's armor mouth twitched.

He could fully understand the look on his face.

His mind must be reeling, like he'd been hit hard in the back of the head.

"What? This isn't the picture you had in mind?"

"...Funny. Was it all an act?"

The way he forced Rebecca to stay with the troops while she was injured, the way he feigned fainting after taking out a boss-level demon.

It was all done to draw him in.

"Yep."

"..Are you confident in your skills?"

The grimacing assassin licked his lips with his tongue, rolled his eyes, and then, with a surge of killing intent, drew the sword at his waist.

The entire atmosphere changed.

Gone was the panic, replaced by an intense determination to kill him and Rebecca.

'Hoh.'

Redin thought that since Rodwell handpicked him and sent him here, he couldn't be any ordinary bastard.