The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 334

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Side Story 4. The Queen of the New Nation, Her Specialty Is… (7)

Strange bastard.

Fog Sunset frowned.

‘There are more than a few assassins who hold grudges against me.’

The one skillfully wielding a dagger before his eyes was a face he’d never seen before.

Even though he usually remembered most of those he’d sold out with his own hands.

‘Such skilled fighters are rare.’

The subordinates were helpless against the assassin’s attacks.

Nearly half had fallen in the blink of an eye.

Clang.

Fog Sunset barely parried the blade that lunged straight for his eyes.

“Not bad for a pig.”

The leisurely tone made his anger flare instantly.

He gritted his teeth and wildly swung his broad sword, as thick as his forearm.

“Ah, never mind.”

The assassin, immediately taking back the compliment just given, leisurely leaped into the air with one foot. Then used the other foot to strike Fog Sunset’s sword and knock it down.

“Damn it!”

Fog Sunset spat curses as he drew the whip hanging from his back.

The heavy whip made of twisted leather cut through the air and struck the ground.

Thwack.

Dirt flew up with a sound like air being torn.

He had clearly aimed for where the assassin was standing, but the assassin wasn’t there.

“You rat bastard!”

Fog Sunset, thoroughly enraged, wildly swung his whip.

The dirt ground was gouged here and there, scattering dust and sand.

“Aaaaah!”

A shout filled with rage echoed in all directions.

He raised his voice as if for his suddenly vanished opponent to hear.

“You!”

Fog Sunset ground his teeth.

“Just what the hell are you…!”

“Would it change anything if I were something special?”

The voice came from directly behind him.

The assassin who had decimated his subordinates was now standing close behind him.

Despite the small build, the intense gaze made it impossible to even think of attacking carelessly.

“You…”

“Honestly, whatever I am.”

Fog Sunset took a deep breath.

The assassin’s dagger was touching precisely between his ribs.

The blade aimed exactly at his vital spot was cold enough to raise goosebumps all over his body.

“Think about what you’ve been doing. Haven’t you ever thought while living that a day like this would come?”

Of course he’d always thought about it.

The business of buying and selling one’s own kind naturally came with the price of bearing the hatred and rage of one’s own kind.

‘But.’

Fog Sunset was the type who thought he was chosen by god.

Having luckily survived a fatal disease, perhaps it was fortunate after all.

“…If I were going to die, I would have died already.”

Fog Sunset raised the corners of his mouth.

“But my fate saved me from a disease even god had abandoned.”

“…What?”

“I survived even the Scale Disease, so what’s there to fear from grudges that have already piled up like mountains?”

The assassin’s expression changed instantly.

An indescribable emotion appeared in eyes that had been filled only with mockery.

“…Right, medicine doesn’t discriminate when it works.”

The assassin, muttering incomprehensible words, raised eyes that had been half-lowered.

“Fog Sunset.”

Still aiming the blade at his vital spot, he continued speaking.

“You survived through someone else’s help. Not through fate or anything, but through the help of someone who devoted their life to treating that disease.”

Somehow the assassin’s voice sounded much more subdued than before.

“Yet in this country that accepts even criminals like you as citizens, you commit crimes again. Are you even human after doing such things?”

He paused briefly, then opened his mouth again.

“What’s your purpose in doing this work?”

“…What?”

“You’ve been doing this for a long time. You must have earned enough.”

It was a question asking why he was still doing this work.

Fog Sunset made a dumbfounded expression at the unexpected question, then soon chuckled.

“You’re the first person I’ve met who throws around such things as questions.”

“Is that your answer?”

“I’m just living.”

He asked back to the nameless assassin standing behind him.

“Just living the way I’ve always lived. Like a lion hunting deer.”

Born in a desperately poor household, wandering the slums, learning only theft and plundering others, this was the only way he knew to make money.

“What you learn from birth eventually becomes your life. Deer spend their lives grazing, lions spend their lives devouring deer.”

A life with no thought of change, no will to change.

Fog Sunset was just living the kind of life most humans lived.

“Even if I changed, do you think others’ perspectives would change too? No!”

Once a criminal, always a criminal.

God might mercifully forgive, but the humans beside you wouldn’t.

So as they wished, he had no choice but to live evilly and immorally as he always had.

“…I.”

The assassin’s lips moved slightly.

“Feel sick looking at bastards like you.”

“Haha!”

Laughter burst from Fog Sunset’s mouth at those words.

“How funny that such words come from an assassin’s mouth!”

The pupils visible through Fog Sunset’s narrowly slit eyes turned toward his back.

He was smiling vilely with one hand in his pants pocket.

“You won’t survive in that world with that attitude.”

What was in Fog Sunset’s pocket was a magitech device.

A small explosive magitech device he carried in preparation for such attacks.

But to use the magitech device, he had to neutralize the existing magic interference device.

“Die, you arrogant…!”

Fog Sunset tried to disable the magic control device while throwing the explosive device at the assassin. But his plan only occurred in his head.

“Ugh, listening to that crazy pig’s nonsense made me sick to my stomach.”

A silver-haired man who appeared out of nowhere was looking down at him.

Somehow his hands and feet couldn’t move at all.

“Even his brain is bad, digging his own grave with his own hands.”

“What, what…”

“Shh.”

When the silver-haired man placed his index finger on his lips, Fog Sunset’s mouth snapped shut as if by magic.

“Honey, what should we do? Should we just… this guy too?”

“Get rid of him.”

“Really, spare him again, huh?”

The man’s eyes widened as he stared at the assassin.

“Really get rid of him?”

“Yes.”

The assassin—no, Rachel, Queen of Adamant—gazed at Fog Sunset with emotionless eyes.

“Just erase him from this world.”

Her voice was cold as ice.

It was a demand she would never have made under normal circumstances.

“Hmm.”

The silver-haired mage, Saylus, wore a contemplative expression for a moment before curling up the corners of his mouth.

“Yes, if it’s our honey’s wish, then naturally…”

Just as he was about to snap his long, slender fingers.

“Rachel.”

A deep, resonant voice echoed through the air, enveloping the surrounding atmosphere.

Rachel’s shoulders flinched at the call, and she slowly turned her head.

“Oh my.”

There stood the King, Kaiden.

The Adamant Knights were with him, though it was unclear when they had arrived.

“I have placed too great a burden on my beloved Queen.”

Kaiden caressed the area around Rachel’s eyes, then immediately enclosed her within his embrace.

In an instant, the black cloak he wore covered Rachel, and the scent of jasmine enveloped her entire body.

“You get lost.”

Along with the clear order to leave, Saylus grumbled.

But even he, surprisingly, didn’t defy Kaiden and simply disappeared into Rachel’s shadow.

“What are you all doing.”

Kaiden held Rachel tightly in both arms as he gave orders to the knights in a menacing voice.

“Arrest every single one of these bastards here.”

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