Published at 23rd of December 2020 02:44:18 AM
Chapter 16
Shiing-!
The longsword made a terrifying sound as it was pulled out of the sheath . The blade shone eerily in the moonlight . Sword in hand, he approached the bedside to pinpoint the exact location of the target .
“…A young lady?”
As soon as he confirmed the target of the assassination, his stomach plummeted .
It was a girl who looked about sixteen years old . She lay asleep on the enormous bed . Her long, lustrous hair glistened in the moonlight, spread over her pillows .
“Safiro, you son of a bitch-” Uriel cursed to himself . He’d only been told about the location of the target, just as usual . But this was more than just an ordinary unpleasant mission . For him, killing was a familiar thing . That was what he’d been created to do . Yet he, who had slaughtered rival assassins and massacred enemy hideouts, had never before swung a sword at a defenseless girl . He glanced down at the poor girl, unaware of her fate, and sighed .
“I don’t know what the hell you’ve done to make Petra Liefer despise you so much…”
His face was filled with rare compassion .
“I can’t help it . You just have bad luck . ” Uriel sighed again . He’d made up his mind .
“If I don’t kill you, I’ll die more painfully than you could ever imagine . I’m sorry, but your life is not more important than mine . ” His eyes glowed coldly . The compassion that for a moment had been reflected in it vanished .
“May you rest in peace . ” The sword in his hand glistened cooly in the moonlight . It swung into the air and plunged towards the girl’s hapless body .
Shing-! Thud-! But just before the sword touched her neck, the sword crashed into something invisible and bounced off .
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“What…” Uriel frowned . It was strange that his blade wouldn’t move as he wished . Once again, he lifted his sword and drove it into the girl .
Shiing-! Thud-! The blade bounced off her body . It didn’t take long for Uriel to realize that something on this mission had gone horribly wrong .
“It’s useless . ” At that moment, a low, calm voice pierced the silence . As he turned towards the sound, thinking he must have heard it wrong, he noticed it . The girl who had just been sleeping soundly – she was now awake and staring straight at him .
As soon as their eyes met, the air surrounding him began to vibrate . Uriel tried to back away, but he couldn’t move . There was… something that kept him stuck in place .
“You’re the one who needs luck . ” The girl’s red eyes shone mercilessly in the dark .
His body jolted . He tried to move back towards the window, but his body was blocked by an invisible wall .
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“It’s a barrier . I don’t know who you are, but your sword won’t be able to cut through it . ”
The girl sat up . He could see that she had radiant golden hair and ruby eyes . When he looked closer, her eyes were tinted with a subtle golden hue .
Was she… a member of the imperial family? No, it couldn’t be…
She stared at Uriel, as if she were peering into his soul . Her gaze was overwhelming . Yet there was no hint of malice or resentment towards her would-be assassin in it .
Her eyebrows were tilted down with concern, and her slightly upturned lips seemed to contain a little bit of compassion . Just as his had, only a moment ago .
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She was waiting for him to give up .
She was acting as if she were in control of Uriel . He usually never lost his cool during a mission . Yet his mind was overwhelmed with rage . He saw red .
Uriel wanted to crush that arrogance . He hated that feeling, especially from this tiny girl who stared down at him, weaponless . He wanted to wipe that puny expression of sympathy off her face .
The sword will always follow the will of its master, no matter what .
The words of Safiro, the man he hated more than anyone, popped into his mind . If they were true, even a barrier couldn’t defeat him . He didn’t believe the girl’s insistence that the barrier couldn’t be broken . He had to finish this .
He adjusted his grip on the handle of the sword, and it flashed silver . He raised the sword and aimed it at the girl for the third time . His hands were steady .