My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 2 ]

Chapter 129: Nice To Meet You (1)

༺ Nice To Meet You (1) ༻

Seras Evatrice was an adjutant working directly under the pope, the leader of one of the most famous covert organizations in the continent, 'Oath of the Crescent Moon,' and an assassin so ruthless that some of the people in the underworld would piss in their pants the moment they heard her name.

Normally, someone with such a lengthy list of occupation would take the position of an overseer instead of going to the field themselves.

However, even that kind of personage had to confront someone by herself, occasionally.

This usually happened when the other operatives couldn't handle the target by themselves.

For example....

When the target was escorted by several former Imperial Guards.

One of them was as strong as a regular Knight Order, two of them would make up a platoon, while three would be a whole company by themselves.

This was a saying that was considered as the truth about the Imperial Guards.

After all, they were one of the Empire's strongest forces, second only to the now-extinct Guardians.

Deploying them to escort a single person could be considered a complete waste of manpower since they could be sent to raid some impregnable dungeons instead.

Nevertheless, no matter how specialized a group of assassins were in ambush and one-on-one combat, they still couldn't afford to confront such highly skilled individuals.

That was why...

In such a situation, her involvement was greatly needed.

"M-Monster...!"

"..."

All too familiar with such responses, she didn't even bat an eye towards it.

With an expressionless gaze, Seras looked at her opponent.

Bloodied corpses laid strewn on the ground nearby. Until moments ago, these were the bodyguards this fat man believed would protect his life even if the sky were to fall.

Among them were knights who were once members of the Imperial Guard, people who were considered impossible to best by normal people.

"....Compared to their active days, their skills are disappointingly inadequate."

Muttering to herself, Seras casually threw aside the 'tool' she used to create this scene.

A dining knife and fork.

With just these, she massacred everyone around her.

Seras Evatrice. One of only two [Grand Assassins] on the continent.

After reaching such a level, such feats were just as easy as breathing for her.

"Smuggling within the Holy Land, multiple attempted murders, drug trafficking."

Wiping blood off her face, Seras spoke.

"There are plenty of reasons for you to die.."

"Y-You! W-Who sent you here?! I-I'll double your pay—!"

To that, she replied with an annoyed sigh.

"Well, I don't know about that. This is a direct order from His Holiness. No matter how much money you offer me, I will not let you get away from here."

"H-His Holiness? T-The Pope? That bastard! He's doing all this bullshist because he's just trying to take over the land near the sanctuary I boug—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the fat man's voice abruptly stopped.