The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 129

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Chapter 129. First Mission (2)

‘Is it already over?’

I frowned as I watched the doors of the Great Prayer Hall in the distance open.

Through the open doors, ordinary believers and various clerics came pouring out together in a rush.

‘With such chaos, there’s no way to distinguish the clerics who enter and exit the Imperial Capital.’

After a moment of contemplation, I pulled the hood attached to my priest robes deep over my head.

‘Still, I should at least take a look.’

I approached the Great Prayer Hall as carefully as possible to avoid drawing attention.

Fortunately, most people had already left the prayer hall.

‘A waste of time?’

I didn’t think it would be easy to find them, but to miss such a good opportunity.

‘At this point, it would be faster to search the quarters where the clerics stay…’

It was then, as I was considering other methods.

Someone standing a few steps away immediately caught my attention.

‘That person is…’

He was definitely one of the clerics Catherine had told me about.

‘A cleric with a scar on his face isn’t common.’

I stared at the cleric who was talking with believers in the most gentle manner in the world.

Cold eyes that didn’t match his smiling lips, a rigid face, hands that looked like they had done hard labor for a long time. No matter how I looked at it, these were definitely not those of a cleric.

‘And though it’s still just speculation, that man…’

My instincts, honed from decades in the world of darkness, were telling me.

That man was emanating an aura far too ominous to be a cleric.

And most decisively, I could smell the scent of my kind from him.

The smell of death that ordinary people couldn’t detect, deeply ingrained in his body.

‘Kaiden, I think I understand a little why he asked me to identify the temple people.’

I narrowed my eyes and gradually erased my presence bit by bit.

Now that the target had appeared, it was time to track him.

‘If I follow that man, the other targets should appear as well.’

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The Great Temple located in the Imperial Capital of the Bentrum Empire.

Inside the temple’s Great Prayer Hall, there was a secret chamber.

It was a secretive chamber known only to those permitted entry.

“It seems the next emperor’s position will be decided soon.”

“Isn’t it too early to be certain?”

A man with his priest robes completely disheveled picked up a wine cup.

Though the temple was a no-drinking zone, his attitude showed he didn’t care about such rules.

After filling his mouth with wine and swallowing, he grimaced.

“Well, the Emperor seems to be keeping an eye on the 3rd Prince. Some nobles are even saying he might replace the 1st Prince.”

“Nonsense. The reason the Emperor cherishes the 1st Prince is because Crowner ducal blood flows through him.”

The man sitting across from him pointed out in a sharp voice.

“But to put forward the 3rd Prince, who has a mother from a fallen kingdom, as the 1st Prince’s replacement? Would the Nobility Faction stand for that?”

“Well, that’s true too.”

“But it’s also true that many forces have begun watching the 3rd Prince.”

Another man in priest robes clicked his tongue.

“That’s why I’m saying it’s all just a momentary whim. You can’t change this game with one hunting tournament victory.”

“Wasn’t his swordsmanship display at this Founding Festival also excellent? From his movements, it seemed he had properly learned swordplay.”

“Even if he’s learned some swordplay now, how could he compare to the 2nd Prince?”

The man holding the wine cup snorted and retorted.

“And even if by some chance the 3rd Prince has caught the Emperor’s eye, it doesn’t matter.”

His eyes, half-reddened from the rising alcohol, flickered.

The man wiped the wine from his lips and muttered sinisterly.

“We just need to ensure the 2nd Prince can ascend to the throne.”

All the men were mercenaries hired by House of Redcliff.

Though they weren’t professional assassins, doing anything for money was their motto.

“That’s right.”

“Damn, anyway, how long do we have to hide in a place like this? I’m going stir-crazy.”

“It’s because you don’t usually believe in God that you feel this way.”

“Do you believe in God then?”

“Of course. I need to avoid going to hell when I die.”

The man burst into laughter at his colleague’s joke that wasn’t quite a joke.

“Hahaha! To hear such words from someone who kills people for money! You don’t have even a hair’s worth of conscience either!”

“All of you, be quiet.”

Then, another voice came from a corner of the secret chamber.

The owner of the voice was a man with an impressive scar on his face.

“Don’t be mistaken. House of Redcliff isn’t our only client. We can’t leave this place until we finish the mission commissioned by the Holy Kingdom.”

“Captain, we all know that too. Why are you getting angry and making a fuss…”

The man, pleasantly drunk, grumbled to himself.

Then the other man who claimed to believe in God glared at him and turned his head toward the one called Captain.

“But Captain, about that mission from the Holy Kingdom. Are we really sure it’s okay to do it?”

“What are you trying to say?”

“Well, no matter how I think about it, it seems like too dangerous a job.”

The man spoke with a disapproving expression.

“Deliberately releasing monsters – it doesn’t seem like something believers in God should do…”

“Good grief! Are you still going on about God? We just need to work for the money we received! Whether the Holy Kingdom creates monsters or tells us to release them in other countries, it has nothing to do with us!”

The Captain’s expression darkened slightly for a moment.

He was someone who believed in performing commissions without complaint as long as he received proper payment.

But even he had slight doubts about the commission entrusted by the Holy Kingdom.

‘It wasn’t just any monster either.’

The first commission the Holy Kingdom gave them was to find monsters and implant magic stones they had provided in advance. The monsters that received these magic stone implants became larger and more ferocious, constantly attacking places where humans lived in search of prey.

The Empire was no exception.

“Still, I’m a bit worried too. Last time we were almost completely destroyed when that terrifying young man discovered us.”

“Ah, you mean the King of Adamant. I’ve never seen such an incredibly strong human in my life either.”

Before the Founding Festival began, the Holy Kingdom had sent orders to release monsters at all routes leading to the Empire.

So they succeeded in secretly preparing and releasing monsters at the routes.

But the problem was that the first opponents they encountered were the King of Adamant and his knight order.

“Damn, even thinking about it again makes my legs weak.”

The drunk man shuddered as if he was disgusted just thinking about that day.

“To sweep away all those monsters at once. I wondered if he was really human like us.”

“You’re telling me. We almost got swept away with them too.”

The words about being the continent’s strongest knight weren’t lies, it seemed.

The young King of Adamant had slain dozens of monsters with a single strike.

The mercenary group watching that scene from hiding had no choice but to flee without even thinking of other countermeasures.

“But Captain, surely Adamant isn’t still searching for us, right?”

“It doesn’t seem impossible. They chased us until we hid in the temple.”

Such persistent pursuit was a first for them.

The King of Adamant, who had been cutting down countless monsters, discovered them and chased them like mad.

He came after them with such terrifying momentum that if the entire mercenary group fled together, they would have been caught a hundred times over.

In the end, they chose to scatter in different directions and barely managed to hide in the temple with the Holy Kingdom’s help.

“Even now, just thinking about that time makes me bolt upright even in my sleep.”

“Me too.”

Even after The King of Adamant stopped his pursuit, the chase continued.

Remembering the trouble they had shaking off Adamant’s knights who followed them secretly and persistently still felt terrible.

They say dogs resemble their masters. In terms of spirit alone, they seemed no different from incarnations of the Adamant King himself.

“Don’t worry.”

Then The Captain, who had been silent, spoke up.

“No authority in this land would dare violate the sanctuary.”

No matter how great The King of Adamant might be, he wouldn’t be able to touch The Holy Kingdom.

Not unless he wanted to make enemies of all the nations across The Continent that believe in God.

“And I hear The Holy Kingdom is planning to impose sanctions on Adamant Kingdom soon. So you don’t need to worry about it.”

“That’s welcome news indeed. Well, what madman would do such a crazy thing? Unless they’re someone with nothing to lose living a dead-end life.”

The drunk man muttered as if talking to himself, then changed the subject.

“By the way, when will House of Redcliff pay the commission fee? They even extended the contract period.”

“They said they’ll send someone within a week at the earliest, two weeks at the latest.”

“A family with so much money always acts vague when it comes time to pay.”

The man clicked his tongue and downed another gulp of wine.

“Captain, is that bastard coming again this time?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“You know, that young punk who acts all high and mighty even though he’s not from House of Redcliff. That viscount bastard called Million or Milane or something.”

The man scratched his head vigorously and scrunched his brow.

“Was his name Ian?”

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