The lands devoid of any vegetation, muddy black hills formed from clustered soil, radiating an aura of death.

The normally isolated lands today had some unexpected visitors, up above some figures were hardly noticeable due to the distance.

'Haha, so you will kill her?' asked the hero.

'Do you doubt me, huh...do you think I won't? Here see this' the black robed man harshly replied as he slightly pricked her throat with his black iron knife, in result of which small droplets of blood hugged the knife.

'I see that you are new at this' said the hero while grinning with his mouth open wide, revealing sparkling white teeth, though it should have looked holy but somehow this transferred a very terrifying feeling to the black robed man.

The mysterious man thought

'what is this feeling, it is what crazy or mad people at the pinnacle of evil emit, Damnit...if I knew that the assassination of a minor prince was going to be this hard, I should've made that stingy minister fork up more money'

'Thankfully, at least my life is saved, I can always earn money later, this moron of a hero would never dare to even move until I have this doll in my hands, hmm later if I don't rip him to shreds, my name won't be Luca advocate of the devil'

'The place where you are stabbing your dagger is actually wrong, move it a little down, just below the bulge of the neck, let us watch a blood shower...also don't forget to hold her head backwards or it will be too quick'

'Now that you know your place, haha...' in amidst his laughing Luca finally realised the words that he heard. His laughing came to an abrupt stop, tiny drops of sweat formed on his forehead.

This is a madman. What he felt back then, it was this!

He is no hero, no, how could anyone say this while smiling.

Thought Luca, 'maybe he is trying to fool me, but he wouldn't risk a life, the atmosphere is genuine too. Damnit every single thing is going wrong on this forsaken day'

'What bullshit are you sprouting, quickly go away, or I will really pierce her throat' Luca threatened.

'Killing is an art, I am not against killing, but when you kill, you must paint death in a style, so that life isn't disappointed'

Though the words of the hero were gentle, the effect was quadrupled, it gave a very wrong feeling.

Moments passed, but Luca was terror stricken, floating in the air like a statue, the princess was already fainted from before, so at the very least she didn't need to faint again.

'Sigh...I have to do everything' said the Hero as he started flying towards the black robed man in a leisurely manner.

'No...stay away...Don't come near me' finally reacted the assassin. The danger he felt from this hero couldn't be false.

In his fear, somehow the knife in his hands pierced the throat of the princess, staining her white clothes red.

When Luca saw the blood, he finally noticed his mistake. But still in fear of the hero he couldn't care much about the doll.

'Alright, I have changed my mind. You are now my minion, throw the girl here'

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'My lord I am already subordinate to the Blood assassination corps, your noble self must have heard of it'

Saying this Luca had two intentions, he already realised that standing before him, with such malice could be no hero, so it must be a fallen hero.

But even Fallen heroes needed shelter somewhere, firstly he was trying to save his life and also recruit him for his organisation.

Luca remembered the information he heard from his colleague about Fallen heroes

'Fallen Heroes are actually former heroes, when Heroes suffer a mind breaking tragedy, their mentality twist and they change, though they are sane, their urge of blood is never quenched.'

'Sadly you already ruined my expectation of a perfect fountain show, since you aren't willing to be my subordinate, I must paint my sorrows' said the Hero.

All hair on Luca's body stood, he felt danger that he never had in his entire life. Without thinking anything he quickly blurted ' I am willing, your subordinate is willing'

He quickly threw the goods his master wanted towards him and said

'Master the life contract I performed with the guild...I...'

He didn't know what to say, nervously biting his teeth he was staring at the Fallen Hero anxiously awaiting a response.

He more than anyone was aware of the restrictions of a contract, and what he signed was a life contract, he once saw with his own two eyes a man die a terrifying death from striking thunder, it was said that he broke a life contract.

The Hero coolly ignored him, the princess was now floating behind him as he quietly said two words 'Divine Heal...Blood Bind'

As soon as the words were muttered, all injuries on the princess and the black robed man bodies healed in an instant, while a red glow surrounded their bodies for some moments before disappearing.

'Amazing...Master overwrote the guild contract, but...but he made me a slave, even that doll wasn't spared, still an alive slave is better than a dead free'. Luca's face was showing absolute respect, fawning over this powerful master.

As soon as Alexander took over the Hero's body, all it's memories were transferred to his mind, divine heal was the skill of light attribute, only limited to those of extremely pure nature, while Hero was already at the pinnacle of being Holy.

While Blood bind was his own created skill, brought over from his previous life.

'Until I am strong enough...I must hide deep enough' said Alexander lightly as he started flying towards a direction without any notice.

Seeing the Fallen Hero flying towards the Holy Capital Betain, Luca hesitated for a moment but he quickly followed, now that he was a slave, according to the contract, he could be killed with just a thought from his master.

Luca knew although going to Betain again after his failed assassination attempt on no less than the prince was a clear suicide, at least it was still better than dying right now. And since his master didn't tell him anything, as a slave he shouldn't ask either.