Assassins are creatures that live in the shadows. They kill their enemies without anyone knowing, complete their tasks, and return as if nothing happened.

Creatures that live on indifference, creatures whose hands are stained with blood.

Right or wrong is not important to us. The truth that is revealed when someone dies does not benefit us and the lies that are revealed when someone dies do not harm us.

Just listen to the orders given to you. Just do the tasks given to you. Throw away all thoughts that distract you from your mission.

Kill the emotions that will hinder you in doing your tasks and do not let other thoughts arise when you are about to kill.

That was the teaching given by his father, the shadow king. Someone who stands at the pinnacle of assassination. Someone whose name is feared on this continent.

Even now, Ivor still holds firmly to what his father said. The teaching seemed to have penetrated his bones and become a part of his life. Because of that, he never questioned what Raven did.

Just listen to the orders given and do it. Don't ask too many questions because it doesn't matter.

The truth will not affect me and lies will not harm me.

The ideology that was planted… slowly began to crack.

Ivor sat back down while looking at the man in front of him who showed a smile that he could not read.

“Tell me, what do you want for it.”

“Wow… calm down. You don’t even know what information I have. There’s no need to rush, wouldn’t it be better if we discuss this while enjoying a sweet dessert?”

Ivor looked at the pile of plates in front of him. “You just finished a big pile of meat and you still want to eat something else?”

“Why not? The food in this place is really amazing. There’s no harm in enjoying some peaceful days before the storm hits this world.” Ivo said while ordering some more desserts that he wanted to taste.

Ivo said casually as if it was a common thing that was unimportant. But Ivor who heard every word Ivo said couldn’t help but be curious.

Seeing how casually he ordered something called chocolate pudding, Cakeroll, and Milkshake, people wouldn’t believe him if he said something big was going to happen in this world.

They would just make it a joke. But for him?

No…no…no… Everything Ivo said, it had a greater possibility of happening.

No. No. It definitely will happen. Otherwise, why would he mention it?

Why would he tell him that now?

This might just be Ivo’s trick. This might be a cunning way to get him to do something for him. No, he definitely planned this.

Ivor was sure of this.

After Ivo finished ordering, he looked at Ivor. “Do you want anything? If you don’t have money, I can order you a few things though not much since my money is a bit tight for this month.”

“Ahem… I’m not that poor that I have to make you pay for it.”

“Do you also want to order?” Masha turned her attention to Ivor.

“I’ll order what he ordered.”

Masha nodded and went back.

After a while, Ivor started asking. “Hey, what do you mean a storm is going to hit this world?”

“Oh, it’s nothing to worry about. But if you really want to know, I can tell you. But, are you sure you want to know? Let me make one thing clear, once you know, there’s no going back.” Ivor said casually.

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He didn’t explain much. This made things even stranger and made the person in front of him even more mysterious. Even after much investigation and inquiry into this person, Ivor found nothing.

It was as if the person in front of him had appeared a few days ago in Ernest City!

“So, what do you want to know? The first one I offered you… or the last one? Based on your answer, the price you have to pay will also be different.”

“On what basis should I believe you?”

“Hmm… If you really don’t believe me, I’ll ask you one thing. Do you know why Raven Astrea has such strong hostility towards the Court of The Death?”

Ivor, who heard it, couldn't answer. That was a question he had never asked or crossed his mind.

Why... Why did he choose to become enemies with the Court of The Death?

The Court of The Dead wasn't a radical group that would endanger him. They also have no intention of doing anything evil or getting involved in politics on this continent. They are just a group who believe in death and respect death itself.

As long as you do not violate the teachings they bring, they will not bother you. Death is something that will come and all living creatures will face it someday.

They are so adamant in their teachings that many people are hostile to the Court of the Dead. So many hate death itself and many try to escape from them. Even Raven didn't seem to like what death meant. But for him, he didn't have a clear reason to hate the Court of The Dead.

Assassins live in shadows. Assassins live in the darkness of the night. Assassins live by murder. Murder is their way of life and death is something they are used to.

Ivor didn't know and couldn't answer that. A strong sense of curiosity arose but a voice inside his head stopped him from finding out.

‘This is a path you can’t turn back from.’

‘Once you tolerate this, once you think it’s okay to question your master’s decisions, this will continue to happen. You will continue to question your master’s decisions and there will come a time when you can no longer trust him.’

‘Throw away your thoughts and become a true Assassin. Kill your emotions and throw away all your doubts. Isn’t that our true identity?’

‘Isn’t that the definition of an assassin that I taught you?’

The atmosphere became silent. Ivor didn’t answer or say a single word. Although he forced himself to remain expressionless, Ivo could guess what this person was thinking.

‘He has fallen but there is still doubt inside him. Good… this is very good.’ Ivo laughed in his mind.

I can say that I really know this person inside and out. Ivor was the person he hated and feared so much in the past. He was the person he really wanted to kill when playing the game.

Therefore, Ivo knows many things about Ivor. His past, his abilities, the weapons and artifacts he possessed, even his death date and type of death. He also recorded various kinds of events that Ivor would experience based on the phenomena and variables that might occur.

Even so, Ivor has one Fatal weakness. One fatal flaw that is so obvious.

'He is such a fragile person. So fragile that he will make a lot of mistakes when it comes to the people he cares about so much.'

It's funny when you think about it, that someone so psychopathic and cold-hearted who would kill people indiscriminately would have something like this.

Now, all I need to do is cut the strings of doubt that still exist within this person. Once I do that, he can never come back.

Plap.

The sound of clapping woke Ivor from his thoughts. He looked at the direction the voice came from the person in front of him.

“since you still don't believe me, then I will say it. Raven is a person cursed with the truth. He is a human who has eyes that can see the truth in this world. No lie can escape his eyes and the truth will always appear.”

There are many things Ivo can explain about Raven. He is a Regressor, he knows the future, he knows what will happen, he is an annoying troublemaker and many more.

He is a hero and a disaster. He is a genius but also a monster. He is firm in his stance and also rigid about many things.

From what Ivo observed, Raven is such a person.

Now, the final touch that will answer his curiosity.

“Raven hates the Court of the Dead so much because they are the ones who killed the people he loves. His eyes show him that because of that he hates the Court of the Dead so much.”

“And you…” Ivo pointed at Ivor. A mocking smile formed on his face. “You, Haris, Ellen, and even Rachel… will die and the scene of death is shown by those eyes. Raven recruited you because your potential is so valuable. A light of hope that he believes in.”

“He is the one who carries a burden that you do not know. And you, are a burden that Raven cannot even help.”

Bak.

Ivor who heard it hit the table with his strength and shattered it into pieces. A strong anger could be felt in his eyes.

It was like a blazing fire that would burn the world.

“Tell me. What information do you have about the Court of the Dead. Tell me as much as you can and I’ll pay you. Just tell me.” Ivor said in a slightly threatening tone.

He had fallen. Fallen so deep that when he looked up, all he saw was darkness.

The only weakness this man had, was Raven Astrea. No, it would be more accurate to say that his weakness was the feeling of being left behind and the feeling of being useless in his master’s troubles.

There was a reason why Ivo called him a pitiful rat. There was a reason why this man refused to die and asked to be saved when Ivo could have killed him.

He hated failing. He hated being a burden. He didn’t want to be abandoned. He wanted….

He wanted to be useful.

“With pleasure. I’ll tell you what you want.” Ivo chuckled a little as he looked at Ivor who was filled with anger. The darkness of shadows wrapped around his entire body and an overwhelming hatred could be felt.

However, not a single chain or restrictive magic appeared. The anger and hatred were not directed at Ivo. But at himself.

Ah… the future will be much more fun.

Raven, I think we’re going to have a glorious time now.

6 years, I hope these 6 years will be fun times.