Assassin’s Organization, The Grim Reaper of the Night

When Charlie followed the bar owner into the dark room, he could feel the temperature dropping almost instantly. 

The entire room smelled like death.

There was only a small candlelight in the room, and it was stuck onto a table. There were seven swaying chairs on both sides of the table.

A group of shirtless sweaty men was sitting on the chairs.

They were covered in ferocious scars. They gave off a terrifying killing intent with every movement.

They were drinking calmly.

However, after hearing Charlie enter, they had their eyes focused on him.

Charlie was so scared that he felt like he had hit an iceberg. His body was cold to the bone and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously.

The moment the bar owner entered the secret room, his temperament changed greatly.

It was also because he was an expert.

He sat down on a chair and took out a goatskin book and a quill.

After gesturing to Charlie to sit down, the bar owner asked, "Who do you want to kill?"

It was simple and straightforward.

There was never much nonsense between killers.

Charlie was the first to speak. He was also being watched by a dozen burly men holding wine bottles. He said nervously, "The daughter of the Nolan family, Chris."

"The Nolan family, that's a family with a peak-tier four powerhouse."

The owner smiled, but Charlie did not feel any warmth. Instead, he felt a chill through his spine.

"We need a tier five powerhouse to go, only then will we have the confidence to win," said the owner.

"There's no need for that," Charlie waved his hand in a hurried motion.

A tier five expert?

His clan simply could not afford to hire such a person.

His clan's wealth would be emptied out after one job by the tier five expert. 

"Then we'll need a peak tier 4 expert. If it's any lower, I don't think anyone would be willing to do it," said the bar owner indifferently whilst closing the parchment.

"Peak tier 4? Hahaha, looks like only I can go."

A loud voice came from within the secret chamber. He laughed out loud as he poured wine down his throat.

The rest of them broke out in cold sweat and sighed whilst shaking their heads.

"I can kill the daughter of a clan. Although I'm only at the initial stage of the tier 4 realm, as long as I don't go head-to-head with that peak tier 4 expert, it'll be fine."

"Sigh..."

There was no other choice, as the other assassins were not strong enough.

When the bar owner heard that, he nodded and said "Alright, Barker, you go then."

Barker was the burly man who had just laughed out loud.

"Please pay the full deposit, 4,000 gold coins," said the bar owner to Charlie. His tone was firm and indisputable.

4,000 gold coins. Even if a normal family worked for a few lifetimes, they would not be able to save that much.

The Grim Reaper of the Night assassin organization never accepted a down payment. They only accepted the full amount.

They killed people. If they failed, they would not return the gold coins.

Instead, they will admit that it was bad luck and continue to send even more powerful assassins until they kill the target.

They still had to do so even if they lost money.

Therefore, the managers of the various branches had to be extremely cautious in the early evaluation.

Charlie's face was full of pain because the price of hiring an assassin was too high.

Fortunately, he was already prepared. He took out the money bag tied to his waist and handed it over to the bar owner immediately.

The bar owner shook it gently. After listening to the wonderful sound of the gold coins colliding in the money bag, he did not even need to point. He just needed to carry it to feel its weight and he will know whether it was enough. 

"Alright, Barker, you go with him," said the bar owner whilst standing up.

He then opened the door of the secret room and ushered the two of them out.

He returned to the front desk of the bar with a smile on his face. It was as if he was not a branch head of an assassin organization. He took out the previous bottle of wine and began to mix the wine quietly.

On the other hand, Charlie ordered a glass of rum to go and left the bar.

The bartender brought out Charlie's horse. Charlie jumped on it. He then rushed into the town whilst drinking his rum.

The peak tier 4 assassin, Barker, followed closely behind Charlie on his horse.

The wind was getting colder and colder that night.

...

There were many attendants patrolling around quietly outside the small courtyard where Austin lived.

Ever since August discovered that Austin was an expert, the courtyard had been taken seriously.

He had set up multiple layers of protection. At the same time, there were also many female attendants waiting for Austin's orders.

In the dark night, one's vision became abnormally dim.

There was a dark corner that many guards could not really see. An agile shadow then moved along the wall.

On his arm, there was a flash of light from time to time. It was a sharp dagger.

A group of ten soldiers, with swords hanging from their waists, walked over slowly.

"Whoosh..."

A light breeze blew past.

The soldiers had yet to react.

They felt a pain in their necks and their bodies fell onto the ground silently.

They felt a wave of sleepiness immediately after and lost consciousness.

A burly man with scars all over his body collected their fallen heads and gently piled them to the side.

The ability to kill many people in an instant without causing any sound was his unique secret.

The candlelight shone on the person's body. It was the assassin hired by the Ingrid family, Barker!

Barker smiled sinisterly and licked the blood-stained dagger using his tongue.

In a flash, he hid in the shadows once again.