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Chapter 651: Rise! Assassins!

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

"Maybe everyone in the world thinks that the Underground Council is the most elite assassin group in the whole world," Luther sneered while lounging on a wide luxurious chair. It was a piece of cake for them to deal with a group of assassins whom were even looked down upon by ordinary people. "They will never know why their assassination attempts are just jokes to us."

Luther glanced at the knight captain beside him and asked, "Do you want to know why?"

The knight captain said with a bow, "I don't think I deserve to know..."

"It doesn't matter if you know. In fact, the most ancient assassin group belongs to our godly palace," Luther said proudly, "This is the most secretive team in our godly palace. Now that these assassins angered St. Dulan and St. Heinz, the lowly ants of the Underground Council will see what true assassins look like!"

"What Assassin Pioneer – Altair? What Eagle of Florence – Ezio?" Luther said, "They are all fledgling juniors before our assassins!"

"I think we'll have a good show to watch!" The knight captain said with a laughter.

...

In a small, insignificant inn in Canglan City, some figures whispered about something as if they were hiding in the shadows.

"Oh! It's truly a great story! I can feel it even though I only watched a part of it."

"Watch it while you can. After all, people like us never know which comes first, tomorrow's sun or our deaths. Don't think too much of it."

"If I can come back alive, I must try that sword control technique."

"Haha! Maybe." Harrison carefully packed his stuff, including the newly-made throwing knife and hidden blade. With a turn of his wrist, he shot out a chilly light into the dark night. "If I die in that damn place, remember to tell me the ending of the story by burning a paper copy of it at my tomb, Buddy."

"I'd like that too!" another assassin said with a chuckle.

In her room, Elina swiftly changed into black assassin's clothes which were made after the style of the Brotherhood uniform. After putting on the black robe, body-fitting pants, and leggings, she lightly pulled up her hood, revealing only the lower half of her exquisite face.

This was a battle that only belonged to assassins. It was hidden in the darkest shadows of the world, with few people knowing its existence.

It was a shadow under the sunshine.

The night in Canglan City was always quiet. Elegant aristocrats didn't have the habit of going out during the night. As for the civilians, they thought that the quiet night was the best time for cultivation, and they didn't want to waste it.

On White Pigeon Square, even the pigeons had left and gone home. The quiet square seemed to be telling a story of its prosperity, and it reminded the assassins of the cheers and exclamations that they had heard during the busy hours.

Harrison entered the pitch-black back alley again. It seemed like the shadows of two assassins remained here, and they were hopeful toward the future.

Standing in the back alley all by himself, Harrison brought his hands together before his chest and prayed silently, "Oh! Brother! I know this is a trap set up by those people, but I just can't stop myself from going into it."