The hooked-nosed man easily unlocked the door, while smoothly creeping into the room.
There in the middle of the spacious room was a large bed furnished with a canopy, that had one figure sleeping beneath the blanket.
(I’ll deliver this foolish boy his eternal sleep without him even being aware of it.)
As a professional he didn’t lick his lips before his prey like a mere beast.
As the hooked-nosed man glided across the floor towards the bed, he soundlessly took out a dagger covered with poison from his breast pocket.
The poison one the dagger was so toxic that it could kill an orc with a single dose; a weapon befitting truly wicked individuals.
However, the hooked-nosed man believed himself to be a hammer of justice, that would save many people from hunger with this single blow.
(Farewell, fool. When you’re reborn became like me and offer your service to the chosen people such as Duke Roberto-sama and his eldest son’s Salyut-sama.)
Just then moonlight began to flow into the room.
When the hooked-nosed man raised his knife overhead it glittered in the moonlight.
Without an ounce of hesitation, the man stabbed the knife towards the blanketed Isshi.
Like that, red liquid spurted endlessly from a figure’s abdomen, while a muffled sound gradually rises.
The hooked-nosed man looked down with wide open eyes while in the middle of his swing, focusing on his chest.
Blood endlessly overflow from his own abdomen and the muffled sound was coming from none other than him!!
His abdomen was pierced through from behind, and a shining merciless blade was reflected in his eyes.