22. Ena 1317 of the solar calendar, the capital of Rout Nitis-Rout-en

Luke's POV

Across, across the road, is a nice house. Just like the other houses on this street. Mostly lower nobles live here and my new task is related to them. He is related to the noble family of Narelts. More precisely, with their eldest daughter, Emilia Lauberg Naretska. Her family was originally prominent but recently died out. Because of this, she doesn't have the means to become a mage, and without it, her family would completely decline. With the opening of the academy, he still has hope. It is confirmed that she has a very considerable talent and entry into the academy is a certainty for her, but I want my superiors to ensure this.

I stand in front of the front door of the house for two whole hours, only when ten o'clock approaches does the door open. 12 A young lady nearly five feet tall comes out followed by two people, an elderly maid and a guard. A long beautiful white dress, long blonde hair, a jeweled necklace, bright blue eyes. The head is covered by a hat the color of snowdrops. This girl is my target. The person I must assassinate within six days.

When I finally catch a glimpse of her, she's definitely a good person. That sincere smile, the eyes shining with happiness, the way he walks majestically... He is a good person and I should remove him. I don't want to do this, but either me or her, if I don't get meds, I have very little chance of surviving and passing the exam.

She gracefully steps onto the clean stone pavement and the others follow her. They go in a southwesterly direction, which is also close to Minerva Square, the place where Mia went missing yesterday.

Her beautiful snowmen clatter against the stone and many people pass by. Mostly they are maids, shoppers, but sometimes also young ladies or women going for a walk. When Emili meets someone she knows, she sometimes greets them and exchanges a few words before they slowly make their way to where I expected.

There is a large oval square in the center of which is a tall marble column on which special announcements are affixed. The square is full of stalls, street performances and a penalty platform. in addition, a large building stretches across the entire southern side. I go to the academy. Emily, like me, is planning to apply there.

I watch them circle the square, look at the stalls and I envy her how I buy and eat an apple in caramel. He stops first with a talented acrobat before moving on to a stranger in the distance who plays the flute that made him dance.

Her steps continue before stopping again in front of a raised platform. There is a pillory and a young man bound in it. He looks two to three years older than me. He is dirty. People throw all kinds of things at him. From tomatoes, through eggs to seeds. If I ever get caught, I might be there.

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Beside him, a young woman is suspended by her hands between two stakes. With her garment torn covering her lower layer and her upper half exposed, she was flogged for fornication.

Emili flinched with each stroke of the whip as the punished screamed in her hoarse voice, blood dripping down her clothes and forming a small pool under her kneeling legs.

“It's terrible, the punishments have always been very harsh. He sighs for me to hear.

“Lady Emilie, these punishments have existed for centuries. You are too nice for these criminals.'

“I'm aware of that, but I can't help it, Ms. Elizabeth. The girl sighs and slowly steps forward. For now, I'm watching them from a distance. He goes to the well-known Stuh krejčovstvo on the edge of this square. From their conversations, I understood that he was going to pick up a dress ready for the academy.

I can't get in so I can just sit by the door and wait. Meanwhile, I hold my hands out in front of me and try to plead, but all I get is the look of disdain I've grown accustomed to.

The door to the tailor shop opens and the group walks out. They come to me. Emili stops in front of me despite the insistence of her companions and approaches me.

He puts his hand to his waist, pulls out five bronze coins and places them in my hands. I raise my head and look at her.

"Here you go."

"Thank you." I say, trying to smile sweetly as I hide the coins in an old canvas pouch under my t-shirt. He leaves with a bright smile and returns to their mansion with his entourage.

Why is she so kind and helping me when she's supposed to kill her. What irony, paying your killer. Nevertheless, I quickly go after them and despite the conflicting feelings I continue to watch.

I spend the rest of the day watching her house and they secretly follow her when she leaves. This happened twice more. For the first time, an hour after noon, she went to visit her friend Nina, who is a year older than Emili.

Nina comes from a smaller noble family, the Milen family. It is said that Emili goes there every third day to chat and drink tea.

After some time she returns to her house and the teacher comes, from what I heard the etiquette is that her friends visit her family after he leaves.

Emili doesn't leave the house for the rest of the day, but when the visitor leaves, I hear important information. Her father, who sees them off, asks them on the threshold if they will come to a ball in four days, which will be held at the residence of the ducal Maharet family, held to celebrate the opening of the academy. In addition, the second 14-year-old princess of Rout - Elizabeth Angelika Wistok Bloomd of Rout and her cousin Sofia Lena Wistok Bloomd - is also scheduled to attend.

I'll have one chance when she's coming home from prom, that's the best time to strike, take her out and complete the mission. I still feel bad for doing it.

I eventually retire for the night and return home to the slums for the others so they don't have to worry, even though they tend to be used to my later arrivals.

And so I speed through the city. I'm almost there when I hear a girl scream. I want to ignore it, but the voice sounds familiar. I can't resist, I turn slightly and see what's going on. What I see greatly changes my emotions.