28 chapter 28 (Assassin 3)

Asher acting. So he provoked him into a fight. He didn't mean to actually kill him. If he threatened him moderately and made him freeze up, he would be exposed as the town trash again. Luke thought so and started the quarrel, but he was beaten up and scolded by his father and mother instead.

He acted as if he had really changed since then. He was recognized by the Swordmaster that had visited and even had excellent swordsmanship. The territory's most notorious trash came to be widely recognized as someone that was turning a new leaf.

But who was the next to be labeled as the town's trash if Asher was no longer the bottom feeding trash?

Luke was now at the bottom of the ladder.

"What the…."

His eyes shook violently. It was all because of Asher. If he just stayed as trash, this wouldn't have happened. Luke would have been satisfied with his life.

Luke continued to giggle drunkenly as he wandered through the alley into a dark and separate area.

'Hehe.. Everything that will happen, is all your fault.'

"It's only been less than three months. You're quite the hasty young man aren't you?"

Luke turned around in surprise at the voice he heard behind him. Behind him, stood a man who was draped in an all black robe. Luke felt nervous looking at the being in front of him. It felt as if the man were there right in front of him, but it also felt like the man was perfectly hidden in the darkness and his surroundings.

"If you've called us, it means you'd like us to kill someone."

"…yes."

Luke nodded. He knew this was a crazy thing to do. But he had already reached his limit with patience. He wanted to regain his former pride, and so he spoke.

"Hm.. Is it Asher?"

Luke smiled contorted.

"Yes.. Asher."

The robed man smiled lightly. His voice sounded younger than Luke thought it would. He was drunk, but if he had to guess the man's age, he would think it was a man in his mid-twenties. Luke fiddling with the purple bottle of liquor in his hands.

"Are you talking about the boy that's been in the rumors?"

"Yes."

Luke swallowed his saliva and nodded.

"If there's someone you want to kill, you should remain honest with your feelings. I like that about you."

The man in front of him came to Luke about 3 months ago, a week after Van Ester had departed for the capital.

As per normal, the awkward silence unused between the man and Luke, as Luke started to drink more of his alcohol to numb himself.

At the time, the man had told Luke that he was part of an assassin's guild, and that they would be in town for a while. Luke said that he would need the man to avoid him getting punished by the Lord of the Estate if he did kill Asher successfully, and that Luke could not be traced to the incident.

In common sense, it was natural for the underworld to exist, even in peaceful places like the Halvark territory. The man also hadn't gone to his father first, since Luke thought for some reason that the guild of assassin's would need permission to stay in the territory, but they had gone to Luke instead to ask for permission in staying here.

Luke didn't realize the dangers of having such a mysterious and dangerous group inside the territory, but his ego felt great since the man asked him instead of his father first, making him feel like a true heir to the estate.

In the process, the man thanked Luke for letting them stay, and told him that if Luke wanted anyone to be killed, he should just ask as a favor from their guild.

"The disciple of a Swordmaster. You're making quite a big request."

"So it's impossible to do?"

"Well."

"…is it because it's a mediocre guild at best?" You can't even kill a kid?"

"...."

The man who was talking calmly up until that point, stopped at Luke's words. He spoke in a rather interesting and conniving tone.

"I forgot, we didn't mention our guild's name to you yet, have we? Haven't you heard of the Motorola's Assassin Family?"

"MO…Motorola?"

Luke's eyes opened wide. He had definitely heard of the name.

A historic guild that appeared in the world about 50 years ago run by one family of Assassins. No one knows where or how it appeared. However, they became the world's most notorious Assassin's Guild and the Motorola Family's name, spread far and wide.

"…why would a guild like that… be here?"

"What an idiot you are. Think about the timing. We came three months ago. What do you think happened then?"

Luke swallowed his saliva at the words. Three months ago. At that moment, Luke exclaimed, "Ah!"

"The Swordmaster…."

"That's about as good as it gets."

"How come."

"Do you want to know why?"

The mouth of the man covered in the darkness, drew a quiet and evil curve. Luke flinched at the smile and shook his head.

"No."

"Good choice. If you did want to hear, I'd have to make sure you would never be able to hear again."

The man grinned. Luke's body trembled.

"Okay."

"Huh?..What?"

"I'll accept your request. The disciple of the Swordmaster, I thought I'd kill him anyways."

"Okay…"

Luke mumbled with joy but fright at the same time. Asher would finally disappear from the world. Nothing fundamental would change with his death, but Luke would be very satisfied once it did happen.

"I'll be doing the request tomorrow."

"So soon?"

"The sooner the better, isn't that right?"

"Okay."

The sooner the better. Luke agreed with that. He swallowed his saliva. It was time to negotiate now, and he couldn't afford to offend this assassin.

"Then the price…."

"I don't need a price for this one."

"…no need?"

"Yeah. If you know about us, you must have heard the rumors."

"Yes…. I didn't think it was real though."

The Assassin Guild run by the Motorola Family, accepted their first requests of the region they stayed in at any given time, at no cost. It was an unverified rumor, so nobody knew the authenticity of it. But Luke didn't expect it to be real.

"Then get ready. I'll be seeing you later tonight."

"Okay."

Luke nodded vigorously and ran down the alley. The man murmured lightly at the excited appearance of Luke running.

"I've already received the payment…. Something very expensive. huhuhuhu!"

He laughed. At the same time, the darkness around him, enveloped him as the alley became empty and quiet once more.