It was the next day now and Nevada woke up, when the sun was risen from the horizon.

He got out of the bed and put on his clothes, starting with his underwear, then his shirt and pants. Finishing off with his socks and boots. He then takes his coat and changes his appearance, that of a human and leaves the room. He closes and locks the door behind.

He walks down the stairs, while putting on his white coat, and once he is down the stairs, he leaves the inn. He leaves his coat open and sets foot towards the Church of Sola, without his equipment, as he can't just casually enter a church with a sword on his back and knives on his waist. If something goes to shit, he can make weapons out of Ice, which are good enough, to kill and steal his enemies weapon.

Nevada walks through the busy streets of Asuy kingdom. The stores are already open and the merchants are selling their products at their stands. The people, who aren't working, are walking towards their work. And obviously, Nevada caught a lot of pair of eyes, because of his Mark of Sola. Those, who do know it meanings, look at him with respect. And for those, who don't, they just look at him, like an idiot, who got a white face tattoo.

His walk ends in front of a big cathedral, which is completely white with gold linings. There is a tall tower in the middle and four short with one in each of the four corners of the building.

He looks at the Cathedral and thinks'I want to burn this shithole down and every other thing, related to Sola.'

He looks at the door and mutters"I hope I won't puke from the disgusting words I'm gonna speak."

He pushes open the two heavy wooden door, which open, while making a loud creaking sound. Once the doors are pushed open, he could see rows of benches with a decorated altar at the end of the room. In front the altar, a man in white robes was praying.

Nevada looked at the sight in front of him and sighed a little, as he shook his head. He goes through the doorway and closes the doors behind him.

Nevada moves towards the man in front of the altar, while passing the rows of wooden benches on both sides.

When he vest closer to the man, he gets up and turns around, to reveal a face of a man in his fifties with long gray hair. He looks at Nevada for a few seconds, before seeing his mark and immediately kneeling in front of him.

"Servant of Sola. It's a honour to be in your presents. How may this humble believer help you?"the man says with a voice full of respect.

"Please get up. We are both loyal servants of the great Goddess Sola. So there is no need to kneel."Nevada tells the man in front of him, who looks up to him. While holding his hands together in a prayer, he says"So humble. Thank you."

He gets onto his feet and hides his hands in his sleeves.

"No. Thank you for such a warm welcome."Nevada replies"Could we talk somewhere."

"Of course. Yes. Please follow me."he says with an exited voice and starts to walk away, with Nevada following him.

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They soon enter an office, with a small statue of Sola on his desk.

"Please. Sit down."he tells Nevada and points his hand towards the white couch, on which Nevada sits down, with the man sitting down next to him.

"May I ask, why have you come to visit us?"he asks Nevada, who immediately replies"Yes. My travels of spreading out Goddess' faith have brought me here."

"What is so special about our humble church?"he asks Nevada, who immediately thinks'Humble?. This is humble? Hah.'

"There is a particular man, who I have heard of. He supposedly is a generous man, who donates money to the Church often."

"Aah yes. You must mean Earl Robert Hyel Wilhelm."

"Yes. He is the one."Nevada replies to him.

"Thats good to hear. Have you come to see him personally?"he asks Nevada, who nods and answers"Yes. I have come here personally, to see him and pray towards Sola, to bless him for his kindness."

"Thats and amazing news. I shall arrange the meeting for tomorrow. I don't want to slow your travels down too much now."

"Thank you for your help. I shall return here tomorrow, but in the meanwhile, I will enjoy the beauty of this city."Nevada replies and they both get up.

"Bless Sola."

"Bless Sola."

An hour later, Nevada is sitting on the edge of the bed and thinks'That was so horrible.'

The next day, Nevada had followed the priest to Roberts mansion and both of them, had now, entered the building. They were guided through a decorated hallway, by the butler.

"Sir Wilhelm is waiting for you here."The butler says and opens a door.

"Stay here please. I would like to talk privately."Nevada tells the priest.

"Of course."he replies and stays behind the door, with the butler. The door is closed behind Nevada and now, he looks at the ugly fat bastard in front of him.

"Thank you for coming to visit me."he says, without even bothering to get up.

"No. Thank you for seeing me."Nevada replies and without dragging anything out, he takes the mask from his inner pocket and puts it one.

In the next moment, he is in front of the fat man, holding a knife at his throat and the other hand on his mouth.

"Adriana sends her regards, fatass."Nevada then slices his throat and grabs ring from the mans middle finger, as a proof.

Nevadas job was now done and he camouflaged himself, seemingly disappearing from the room. He silently waits in the corner of the room for half an hour, before the butler opens the door.

"Sir. Is everything....."he stops, as he sees his Master dead, with his throat slit.

"Sir!"he screams and runs over to the body, with the church man following him.

"Who did it? Wait...He is gone!"the butler yells.

"Your servant is gone. The assassin must have took him."the butler yells at the man, who immediately says.

"We must find him now. Gather your man."he tells the butler and the two run out of the room, with Nevada silently following them.

He sneaks through the hallways and in five minutes, he is out of the house. He now runs towards his inn, on the roofs, while keeping his camouflage on. After ten minutes of running and jumping, he gets to his inn and sneaks in through the window.

Nevada then puts on all of his equipment and in two minute, he is gone without a trace.

11th day of 9th month year 10440

A young female dogkin was enjoying her tea outside, in her garden, as she looked at the beautiful view. As he was enjoying the view a d the drink, her ears suddenly twitches and so, she watched in a direction, where sh thought, she heard the noise.

Her face showed a little surprise, when he saw the tall kitsune figure in front his eyes, wearing a white mask.

"Are you the assassin, who accepted my mission?"she asks him, who throws a ring at her, which she catches and looks at.

"The jobs done."he tells the woman, who replies"Good. Now for your pay."

As she says that, a maid suddenly appears, with a coin pouch on the metal tray, she is holding up with her hands. Nevada takes the payment and puts it onto his belt.

"Before you go, may ask you as a beastkin to beastkin. Did killing made you feel at ease, knowing there is one less bastard alive?"she asks him, with a curious voice.

"As an assassin, I have to say it was just a job. But as a beastkin to beastkin, it felt good killing the fat bastard. Killed by the thing he hated the most. Ironic."Nevada says and the next moment, he is disappeared.

"I like that one."she mutters and then yells"Ela. From now on, I want him to do my missions that I give to Ice Fort."

"Of course Mistress."The maid replies to her.

Adriana looks at the beautiful rose field and mutters"One down. Nine to go."