Hero of Darkness-Novel

Chapter 64: The Assassin

Kahn returned to his bungalow after clearing out the 12th floor. He was inwardly excited to test out his newly gained skills and abilities. And what best would serve as a target practice other than the scum of the society who had their hands bloodied with innocent lives.

It had been quite some time since the angel of death made his appearance to the public because Kahn had been busy with various things lately and he also had no need to keep up the act of this warrior of justice any longer.

After having his dinner at night, Kahn returned to his temporary bedroom and took a small book out of his space ring. It was one of the intel books the snakekin had given him and Kahn had been using these criminals to create a reputation for his other persona while he used it as the cover to eliminate the people mentioned in his contract.

But since the contract was now nulled, his other identity no longer proved useful. But because of these new abilities he gained today, he required live targets in order to get familiar with them.

Kahn checked through the list of the names, by now.. Around ninety percent of them were crossed from the list. Around 50 names had been crossed from the list and nearly a dozen were left.

"Well, I'll at least get to finish one book out of the three." he said and started reading the leftover names and their details mentioned in the book. He planned to clear out this book first before giving his other persona a full-time rest.

As the midnight moon shone brightly in the sky, Kahn left his place under the soothing light.

He was now accustomed to using the best and shortest ways to reach the different parts of the city. He was now wearing a dark grey attire with a hood and high quality chest armor, pauldrons, gauntlets and a metallic belt that covered his entire waist; just to give himself a look of a legendary assassin named Ezio Auditore da Firenze.

During his travel, he saw multiple places where the city guards were patrolling the streets in groups.

[Idiots. They still haven't learned that they should be protecting all the criminals they left roaming free if they want to catch me.] spoke Kahn to himself as he swiftly passed through various streets.

Kahn climbed on top of a tall tower using the new extensions as his own grappling gun. Gazing at the city filled with lamplights and magical street lights. He stood solemnly as the wind fluttered his robes as the white moon behind him appeared to be enlarged like a full moon.

Kahn let out a sophisticated sigh as he looked at the city life that was going about their way in hurdles. He finally spoke in response to the glimmering nightlife.

"We work in the dark to serve the light.."

[[Author : You're all men of culture, you know the rest.]]

"Nothing is true; everything is permitted." said Kahn and jumped down with his head and upper body facing towards the ground, taking a Leap of Faith.

Before his body could touch the ground, he disappeared using Shadow Walk and chose one of the streets to mix into and go for his first target.

In a tavern full of bustling crowd and waiters bringing everyone their ordered foods, many people were drinking and eating to their heart's content. Amongst one of such groups, a strong and muscular elf gulped down the entire glass in one go.

Unlike the stories Kahn read on earth, although Elves had a high affinity to magic; they were not averse to using other professions and fighting trades. The majority of the elves he had come to see so far were actually physical class fighters and had physique as per their fields required them to be. They weren't some weak and frail humans with pointy ears like depicted in almost all the mangas and s he read in his previous life.

"Damanael, your appetite for booze will even give the Dwarves a sense of competitiveness. Haha" laughed a demonkin and ordered for more.

"Only if I could get a nice woman in my arms for the night, it would be worth it." said the elf as he licked his lips.

At this response, the demonkin's face turned somber.

"Don't cause trouble, you're still under suspicion by the law enforcement hall. Don't give them a chance to catch you red-handed. We can't always pay our way through." said the demonkin.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be careful. I'm off to sleep. See you tomorrow." said Damanael and left the tavern.

But unbeknownst to him, there was a dark figure watching and hearing his every word from a distance far away.

The elf walked across streets from streets and wandered around as if looking for something.

Just then, the muscular elf went behind a dark alley, chasing after a human girl who seemed to be exhausted after a day's work.

A few seconds later, there was a muffled scream.

"Ah! Who are you? Let me go!" shouted the girl but her voice was quickly subdued as the elf put his hand on her mouth and since no one was present there, her pleads for help didn't reach anyone.

"Don't make a noise if you still want to live." said the Elf as he put a knife on the girl's throat.

"I'm not asking for much.. I only want to have some good time." he said and licked the girl's neck and grabbed her bosom.

The girl shuddered in fear and tried to struggle by flexing her arms, trying to push her assaulter. But to no avail, her frail body could not put any resistance to the muscular elf.

"Don't worry.. I'll be gentle." whispered the elf with a lecherous and creepy look in his eyes; he pushed the girl against a wall started pulling her clothes, trying to tear them out.

Suddenly, a ghostly and grim voice resounded as a dark hooded figure appeared behind the elf who was trying to r**e the girl.

"Damanael Olstrinvach.. You have failed this city!"