‘Why!? What is the Knight King of Valvas doing here…?!’

Number 3 was struck with massive shock and fear as he ran away as fastest as he could. He had been so shocked to see the Knight King that he forgot to utilize an irregular technique to hide his presence, instead choosing to flee instantaneously.

‘I cannot believe I made such a stupid mistake… Keugh!’

It was a rudimentary mistake that no assassin should ever make. He felt regretful, but he knew he would have made the same error even if he was sent back in time. The shock he felt seeing the Knight King in an unexpected place was truly great.

In addition, although it was still far, he could feel a sharp spirit stabbing him in the back.

‘Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!’

Number 3 shook his head while searching his pockets.

Fwooosh!

Grey powder blossomed behind him and soon formed into a thick fog.

Fwoosh!

Number 3 jumped as hard as he could, then hid behind the roof of a building and held his breath. He heard the sound of someone’s hurried footsteps reverberate in the night street. As the sound grew louder, Number 3’s heartbeat rapidly increased as well.

Then he quickly took out several needles from his pocket. The needles were about...