Assassin

It was a pleasant night, but for everyone the night brings a different darkness, on the roof of another inn it was a peaceful night for the birds, on the other hand, heavy with blood for the Prince and his companions, and for a certain someone, it will bring the miseries and horrors of life....

The room was filled with a soft glow from the flickering candlelight as Prince and his companions gathered together, their hearts still racing from the day's triumphs at the bustling marketplace.

They laughed and shared stories, their excitement palpable as they reveled in their successful acquisitions.

Unbeknownst to them, a dark cloud had settled upon the heart of the innkeeper, Mr. Johnson. Consumed by greed and envy, he devised a wicked plan to claim their newfound wealth for himself.

Though if he knew who he was messing with, maybe the story would have been different.

When a lion is injured, it becomes more ferocious. That's why never tease an injured lion....

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As the night cloaked the inn in darkness, Mr. Johnson silently summoned a group of ruthless assassins, eager to get rich overnight.

"You go around and do their work, there must be a big box full of gold coins, bringe it here."

These four killers were not going to do such a thing for the first time, but have done something like this many times before...

they were after all haired by innkeeper for this only reason.

Whenever a rich man came here he would rob him and kill that man, as he was either alone or had one or two people who were easy to deal with.

By the way, the innkeeper did not touch the large herd because they were difficult to deal with, But today maybe he was blinded by greed...,

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Unseen and unheard, the assassins prowled the hallways, inching closer to Prince's room. Meanwhile, inside the room, the companions basked in the warmth of their camaraderie,

The assassin standing outside came fully prepared today... Suddenly, a faint creak disrupted the mirth, catching Prince's sharp senses. After all, they was not a professional and only used to steal and kill...

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Although the sound was faint, it was enough to wake up the Prince and his companions.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through Prince's veins as he motioned for his friends to remain quiet.

With a swift and stealthy movement, kann reached for her hidden weapon, a handgun with inbuilt supresser, readying herself for whatever lay beyond the door...

After taking out the weapon, kann pointed to everyone and told that everything is under her control and everyone nodded...

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The door swung open, revealing a shadowy figure shrouded in black, a glint of malice in their eyes. Time seemed to slow as the assassin lunged forward, their dagger aimed at Prince's heart. Prince's instinct kicked in, allowing him to evade the deadly attack with a graceful sidestep...

they frowned, they thought that he was sleeping, but he was well aware of their presence...

When one was lost in his thoughts, only then kann took out her gun and...

SOOWSH...

SOOWSH...

SOOWSH...

SOOWSH.....

Four bullets hit the assassin's skull and all four fell there....

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When their work was over, Prince and his companions left the room and went straight to Mr. Johansson's room, at the sight of whom he was cowering like a dog in a corner.

"Please, Prince, spare me!" Mr. Johnson pleaded, his voice quivering with desperation. "Greed clouded my judgment. I was weak and tempted by the wealth you possessed. But I never wanted anyone to get hurt."

Prince approached Mr. Johnson slowly, his eyes reflecting a mixture of disappointment and determination. "Ohh yeh... i knew you don't want to hurt us," he said, his voice filled with a scary voice.

"I think there was some misunderstanding between us, let's forget everything."

"Yes..yes you are right, we should forget everything " he was relieved that prince is taking like this but then a bullet passes at a high speed close to his ear.

he was terrified... Beyond words, he knew what this thing was, it killed his minions with just a shot.

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"See, since there was an attempt to kill us here, me and my colleagues had to suffer a lot, some of my people had suffered mental trauma because of you, they are terrified, so you have to compensate us..."

Mr. Johansson's face darkened upon hearing this. 'trauma my ass...'

"H-how?"

"umm...just give us this inn to us" prince said with a scary smile

"Fine..."

Mr. Johansson, as promised, immediately brings the papers of the inn and hands them over to the Prince....

"Good good...now for your life? I think there must have been some thought for that too maybe? You don't think that I will let you go? cause i'm a good man i give you a chance to buy your life"

"Yes yes... please take my whole property"

He runs immediately, and brings with him thousands of silver and gold coins...

"Here, please accept this, this is my whole property" he said...

"Ohh, so this is worth your life..."

then he signals and a man came with a big chest full of gold coins...

Before the innkeeper could understand anything, the prince said  "here, this is more than enough to buy your life according to you, so give me your life and take this money"

"This...this..." Before he could say anything, a bullet pierced his head...

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