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At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy!

But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out.

And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

I’m a Doorman at an Assassin’s Hotel

Elaysa knocked on the manager's office door.

The calm voice of Manager Harvey came from inside.

She pushed open the door, and I followed her in, along with the other team members, all looking exhausted.

Harvey sat behind his desk, reviewing a thick stack of documents, and without looking up, he asked, "You're back? Mission complete?"

I took a deep breath and answered first, "Completed. We've brought back the core of the Space Gem. Almost lost our lives in the process."

Elaysa placed a translucent shard on the desk and coldly gazed at Harvey. "But the rift issue is worse than we expected. While Sauron has been completely eliminated, the spatial distortion still poses a risk."

Harvey looked up, his sharp eyes scanning everyone. He then picked up the shard from the desk, studied it for a moment, and placed it into a special container.

Chapter 47: Whispers