7 Layers of Judgment

5. Living Hell

Day 1 of my assassination mission

The facility has given me the complete whereabouts of a certain man's location. In fact, inside the facility, there is someone who has Faith power of transmitting information directly into other people's brains. They never give a reason why this man should be assassinated. They only insist that I should assassinate him immediately. 

I quickly make my way to the target's location. Fortunately, the target is in the same country as the facility, Russia. But Russia is a big country, so I accelerated my running speed to reach the target as fast as I can.

After ten minutes of running, I have reached where the target at.

The target is a man, and currently standing in front of me.

We are in a back alley of a city in Russia that's only 1.5m wide. It turns out that the man is a leader of some back alley gang. I had no idea why such a man must be assassinated according to the facility, but honestly, I do not care about all that. I just want to save Michelle, yet I am not prepared to do such a thing as killing.

"What do you want little girl?" said the man that is 180cm tall while I'm only 120cm tall.

"Mister, I was tasked to kill you." said me so casually despite the negativity of my words.

"Huh?? Go home kid! I don't have time to play with a little girl."

The man turned away from me after replying. He is about to walk away, but I immediately attacked him from behind.

"UAAAGGGHHH!!"

I throw my clock hand sword and it landed and pierced the man's right shoulder perfectly.

"TCH!! SHITTY BRAAATT!!"

The man turns around and swings his left fist towards me. I dodged and jumped to the right and landed on the wall of the back alley. I jumped again using the wall as a stepping stone and kicked the man in the face. But unfortunately, the man blocked the kick with his right arm.

He is not just an ordinary man as he is a leader of a back alley gang. He is used to some street fights and has a quick reflex. After he blocked the kick, the man launches a full swing left jab towards my stomach. I was sent flying away for 2 meters.

"Ugh!!!! HOOOEEEEKKK!!!!"

I immediately regurgitated as my tiny stomach was directly hit by a muscular fist of an adult male. The man grabs the sword on his shoulder and tries to pull it out.

"What the fuck is this? I can't pull it out! It doesn't even budge! HHRRRRGGHHH!!"

The man couldn't pull out the sword with his strength. He walks towards me instead.

"KYAAAAAHH!!"

He stomps on my head and presses it against the ground.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, shitty brat?? I've been having a really bad day, and even after drinking, I can't even cheer myself. And you had to throw a fucking sword into my shoulder?!"

("Just as I thought, I don't have the guts to kill a person. When he showed his back, that could've been the perfect moment to kill him. I could've aimed at his head and end this right away, but. . . I just can't.")

The man grabs my hair and lifts me up.

"Oy, oy, shitty brat!! Didn't you say you're gonna kill me? Show me your sword again! I am not a Believer, but I can still crush a tiny Believer like yourself."

The man lets go of his hold of my hair but then immediately grabs my face and slams it on the ground with all of his might.

"KYAAAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!"