Be part of a family of Assassins? What Hu-!

Chapter 1

Yonaka/Me: Cale is not like in canon, don't you like it? Go away and don't read!

[...] - thoughts
《...》 - dialogues from the past/memories or dreams

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Kim Rok Soo. The team leader who was previously managed by Lee Soo Hyuk is now dead, as is Rock Soo's friend Choi Jong Soo. Now there is a fight on the outskirts of the city. There are not many team members nearby and everyone is not very well disposed towards their Leader, who did not even shed a tear at the funeral, as it seemed, of his best friends. Suddenly, a monster without a rank jumps out from around the corner. He had the body of a dragon and the head of a lion, and his scales and wool shone with white gold. He was heading straight 

soon, of course, died. He died, still without tears, as if he did not regret anything. The last thing he remembered before being crushed by the Dragon Lion's paw, he remembered one book written by his old acquaintance Choi Jong Goon. The writer's pseudonym was Nellan Barrow. Not hoping to see the light anymore, it shone mercilessly into his closed eyes. Not understanding anything, Rok-Su still opened his eyes. He looked around: - [Well, where am I?] -

 he thought. He looked at his hand. — [So now I need a mirror!] Looking around again, he noticed a mirror 1.70 m long. Getting out of bed, he realized that his legs were not holding him and his eyes darkened sharply. "[It looks like some kind of Middle Ages]," Rok-Su thought as he slowly walked towards the mirror and looked around the room once more. Looking into it, he

 saw a boy, the age of a first-grader, with bright red hair like a late sunset. There were bags under the eyes, and they were red. — [Clearly, it means he was crying and could not sleep for a long time. Something serious has happened and the behavior change will not be very strange] - Rok Su thought, realizing that he was in someone else's body. A few seconds later there was a

 knock on the door. Rok Su automatically replied, "Come in." The door opened and a man in his forties entered the room. He smiled softly and said, "How did you sleep, young master?" — It could be better. He answered not too boldly. Meanwhile, Rok-soo began to look at the man. He

 had ash-colored hair and a couple of wrinkles. - [He reminds me of someone ...] - without changing his face, he thought, now, a boy. "Would you like to come downstairs for breakfast?" — Yes, but it is desirable to wash first. - "subtly" hinting at his unhealthy-looking face said the boy. "Of course, young master. - the butler seemed to answer with the same smile. [Don't smile

like that. You strain. ] — the young man mentally turned to the servant. That look might have made him shudder if it wasn't for the bastards who want to take over his position and intimidate him. The boy followed the servant to the bathroom, and then changed and went down to breakfast. Looking at the servants who were looking at him with pity, it was clear

that something had happened to the previous owner of this body. Entering the dining room, he saw only a middle-aged man, who most likely was his father. By ignoring the father and the absence of the mother, it became clear that she had died. — Morning, father. The boy said as he

 sat down at the table. No reaction. — [Hello at least, for the sake of decency. An aristocrat, sort of.] Rok Soo thought. A few minutes later servants came in and brought breakfast. 

[Well, better than the Association canteen.] Remembering the rules of etiquette from the book that Lee Soo Hyuk slipped him, alluding to his rude treatment of others, he took the right fork and started the meal, looking around the interior of the dining room. The boy noticed a picture hung with a dark cloth. So it depicts the wife of this under-father. Having finished eating, he got up from the table and said goodbye to the man: - Have a good day, father. Outside, the same

 butler was waiting for him. "Will you please return to your room or go to the library?" - To the library. - the boy answered, realizing that he needed to understand where he lives in general, what world he ended up in, and so on. Walking to the third floor, his legs got tired.

 [Has he refused to eat for a long time or is he just weak?] Rok Soo thought about his body. Having entered the library and waited until he was alone, the red-haired man walked past the bulky dark oak shelves filled with various books. Finding one called "The History of Our Kingdom," he

 sat down at the table and began to read. Out of habit, he turned on the "record" and it worked. — [It turns out that the "jerk" remained with me?] — the boy thought and returned to the first

 lines of the book. After about fifteen minutes, he realized that he was in the Kingdom of Roan (or "Roans", if not translated from Korean). "[Have I been thrown into a book with a dick?]," he

 thought, "[And who am I anyway?] Remembering his reflection in the mirror, without thinking twice, the boy understood. [Wait a minute... I'm Cale Henituse?!] Looking around the shelves nearby, he saw the book "The History of the Founding of the Family and All the Henituses",

 which confirmed his thought. [I look about six or seven years old. What should I do?] Cale began to think, [Well, I probably won't be back, so I'm Cale from now on. But why was I thrown into a third-rate character, who was just a step, beaten by the main character, showing his moral laws with decisions only by brute force and directness?! Why this particular role? Couldn't you have

 been a shop assistant or a kid walking by?] This pissed off Cale. But at the same time, it wasn't all that bad. There is at least some information that will help him survive. He contemplated getting the ancient power first. And preferably the one that supports life, because I didn't want to die again. Until now, the sensations of all the broken bones go through the body. that will help him survive. He

contemplated getting the ancient power first. And preferably the one that supports life, because I didn't want to die again. Until now, the sensations of all the broken bones go through the body. that will help him survive. He contemplated getting the ancient power first. And preferably the one that supports life, because I didn't want to die again. Until now, the sensations of all the broken bones go through the body.

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