Smooth Ride

Zayn reached the Inn in the town's outskirts after walking through the looming darkness of late night for quite a while.

His steps were slow and he felt exhausted after enacting his plan. Thus, he slowly trudged into his room where he sat down on the ground almost immediately.

The memories of the bloody bar fight swirled through his mind and they caused his expression to distort further.

'On a good note, Phillip and two of his followers are dead, nobody will think that I did it. Everyone else will be considered a prime suspect except the Innkeeper and his people! The other drunk Blessed may have a hard time escaping the investigating authorities…but they won't be murdered just like that…I guess?'

Zayn was certain that his assassination had been a great success. It was simply not possible for anyone to take note of his actions because everyone except the Innkeeper, his wife and their staff had been drunk beyond salvation.