33 The Town Seethed and Assassins Headed Towards It

The sky turned dark slowly, and the town welcomed the night sky.

The bright moon hung quietly over the night sky. 

However, the town was not peaceful. 

Everyone in town had received the news regarding the Nolan family.

"There's actually a six-star child. This is big news."

"Good Lord, the Nolan family is going to rise from now on. We have to reach up to them."

"It's Chris. I remember her. She's a good child. When I was down, she often helped me and even brought me food."

"Yeah, this young lady is too kind. It's only natural that she has a six-star talent."

"It would be great if she were my child."

Many civilians gathered in the streets and alleys at night during their rest time to chat with their neighbors.

Many of them had received grace from Chris to some extent.

When they heard that it was Chris who had a six-star talent in her test, most of them were relieved.

Chris was a child that they have all watched grow up. The commoners were all sincerely happy for her.

The only exceptions were the people from the two great clans.

In the meeting hall of the Ingrid clan, sat the old ancestor with dense skin. He sat at the head of the table. His expression was gloomy and uncertain.

The sudden appearance of a six-star talent child in the Nolan clan had a huge impact on him.

"Ancestor, what should we do now?" Patriarch Charlie who was on the second chair asked respectfully.

"What should we do? Sigh...," the ancestor closed his eyes and thought of numerous methods.

In order to fight against the Nolan family, they will need a child with six-star talent to appear in the family.

However, the family had just undergone the tests not long ago.

They only found a child with a three-star talent in the end.

The probability of a child with a six-star talent was zero for Ingrid.

A little while later, the old ancestor of England finally thought of a solution. He opened his eyes and said coldly, "Go to the city immediately and invite the assassins from the 'Death of the Night' organization over."

Patriarch Charlie's expression changed greatly when he heard that. He said with a trembling voice, "Old ancestor, you mean to kill Chris?"

"That's right. This is the only way now," the old ancestor said and nodded.

"Which realm of assassins do you want to invite?" Patriarch Charlie asked carefully. At the same time, he calculated the price he would have to pay in his heart.

"A peak tier 4 assassin of course. The Nolan family must be protecting Chris at all costs right now. Even that old bastard, August, is guarding her personally."

"If it was not a peak tier 4 assassin, I would not even be able to get close to Chris."

The old ancestor of England immediately cut to the chase.

He was right. Chris did have a strong person protecting her.

However, it was not August. It was actually a mighty and terrifying supreme celestial emperor!

"Old ancestor, do you want to think about it? The price for a peak tier 4 assassin is too high."

Patriarch Charlie's face instantly turned pale.

The price was too high to hire a peak tier 4 assassin. The cost alone will empty out the family's assets.

"What, do you want me to go personally?"

The ancestor's expression change and his killing intent increased.

If Charlie said no, he would definitely be killed.

It was just a matter of changing the patriarch. To the patriarch, it was not a big deal.

How could the family's assets be more important than the destruction of the family?

The old ancestor stared at Charlie. Charlie felt a chill all over his body instantly; it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He braced himself and agreed, "Yes, I will go and invite the assassins."

"Be quick. You need to take advantage of the Nolan clan's defensive strength that has yet to be concentrated. You must kill them in one strike," the old ancestor instructed.

Charlie nodded and went outside. He asked the guards to bring the fastest horse and rushed towards the nearest city.

Where was 'The Grim Reaper of the Night' assassin organization?

It was an important matter and he had to handle it personally.

...

Late into the night, Charlie finally arrived at the nearest Noah City.

He went to the secret alley with ease.

He had obviously been to this assassin organization branch many times before. 

He stopped his horse in front of a quiet bar, and a bartender immediately came outside to help him tie up his horse.

Charlie then strolled into the bar.

The lights in the bar were not as bright compared to other places. It was very dim. There were more than a hundred square meters but there were only a few lit candles.

There were only a few customers in the bar, and all of them were drinking quietly.

The atmosphere in the bar was very strange.

He walked skilfully to the bar counter and said to the bar owner, "I want a Bloody Mary."

The bar owner who was mixing drinks stopped instantly. "Do you want a real Bloody Mary or a fake Bloody Mary?" he asked without changing his expression.

The real Bloody Mary was made with human blood.

The fake Bloody Mary was made using roses.

In order to obtain human blood, it was obvious that one had to kill!

"I need the real Bloody Mary," said Charlie.

"Okay, follow me."

The bar owner placed the mixing bottle on the wine rack and wiped his hands slowly.

He then led Charlie to the back of the bar.

They came to a wall that had a clock on it. He then twisted the clock.

A door immediately appeared on the originally flat wall. The door was made of stone, and it rumbled slowly.

There was a small cubicle inside.