Chapter 1711 Bold Challenger
Death stared at the letter in his hands with a playful grin on his face.
He was now within his guild, which happened to also be the number one information guild in Arcadina.
In this way he could also filter out news, finding out who wants to harm his master and who were their friends.
Not many people knew he was the leader of the Guild, so to have a challenge letter come for him indicating his name and position as Guild master meant the enemy was well-informed and also resourceful.
Within his office, his subordinates stood on the side in thick warm clothes with their hands firmly placed behind their backs.
The fireplace was lit and the air was warm.
No one said a thing as they sat in silence, watching their leader twist and turn about his seat like a child.
It was amazing how their leader, who was the most feared assassin in Pyno, behaved like a child whenever he felt like it.
No... they had to say it was all the time he acted like this.
Whose boss was like theirs?
"Eheh!" Death let out a playful chuckle, before bursting out in loud laughter.
Eh… Bahahahahahahahahahahahaha~
He slammed his fists on his table severally, laughing till his belly couldn't take it anymore.
"Pfft~... Hey, would you guys look at this? When was the last time I got something like this?"
Holding the letter, he kissed it severally with twinkling eyes.
"That's the spirit! I like people like this! For them to challenge me means they must be an old driver in this game."
But who was Death?
Although he loved a challenge, he wouldn't be so foolish to think that his enemy was weak, nor would he feel conceited because he was number 1 in Pyno.
Truth be told, he was also getting up there in age, and there were several other new young blood who threatened to take his position after the Pyno assassination ranking competition.
Mind you, he was already 42 this year. When he gets to his 50s, how can he still keep his title?
Of course, even in his 50s, he would remain powerful but not the number 1 ranked.
What? Do you think men at 50 and 60 can't fight? Please!
He knew a lot of famous retired assassins in this category who could still make their enemies wet themselves.
What's more, even the Baymardians understood this, evidenced by their Baymardian movies of retired assassins who enter the assassin world when their wives or children get kidnapped… or their dog gets killed.
What was that movie again? Ah yes... <John Wick>.
It was a movie about a lone powerful assassin whose dog gets killed by the son of a wealthy noble to happened to fuck with the wrong person when bypassing the market square.
Poor John Wick was only there to buy food for his dog, only to get asked by the passing noble son to give him the dog.
The noble son fell in love with the dog at first sight, but John Wick refused.
Following this, John Wick slipped through the crowds and headed back home.
Everything seemed peaceful until the noble brought his goons to beat John Wick up and kill the dog.
John Wick should've died after so many beatings and stabbings, but he miraculously survived and was out for vengeance.
Of course for the movie, Landon had changed the scenery from modern to medieval times but kept a majority of the story plot the same.
You have no idea how many assassins suddenly wanted to own dogs after watching the movie.
Some even pampered their dogs, saying if anyone touched it, they would become a John Wick for it.
To Death, that was his favorite movie of all time followed by <Taken.>
He loved both movies displaying retired assassins or killers who could still kill several new blood assassins in a heartbeat.
Just because you're old doesn't mean you can't continue to remain powerful. It's just that defending his title as number 1 in Pyno would be challenging.
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Tapping his fingers on his table, the corners of his lips stretched even more.
"It seems my challenger belongs to the T.O.E.P."
The others in the room nodded. "That's what we think too, leader. Only a T.O.E.P person would be able to find out so much about you in Pyno and not run away from challenging you here."
"Yes. Even if it's not a T.O.E.P member, it might be a confident killer from another continent, who has been hired to take you down, leader."
"Maybe someone is trying to shake your position as the number 1 assassin, boss."
Death massaged his chin in agreement.
It was true. The Pyno Assassin competition had just ended this past summer, with some people still feeling salty after ending up in 2nd and even 3rd place.
Those in the top 5 and top 10 positions wanted nothing more than to shake him out of his position.
It could be that they teamed up to hire a confident mercenary killer from another more powerful continent to do the job for them since they never wanted it traced back to them.
Pyno was Death's playground.
If any hit was put in for any Pyno killer to take him out, he would know in a heartbeat with all the spies he had scattered about the various Pyno empires.
But if those who wanted to kill him remained silent and only sent out a request via their subordinates to those outside the continent it would be extremely hard for them to trace it back.
Why? Because other continents are other people's playgrounds.
You don't just go in asking questions and expect any direct answers.
It was so much trouble and too much of a hassle to bother with.
Death chuckled, slowly rising to his feet, throwing the letter into the fire.
"Whether it's the TOEP, outside mercenaries or random deluded people, my response will always remain the same --- I want to have fun."
"_" Some unknown killer wants your life and you still want to have fun when they don't even know who the enemy is?
The aides in the room could only shake their heads bitterly, knowing their boss was a lost cause.
He loved having fun in the weirdest ways.
Very quickly, Death wrote a note with nothing but 2 words, sending one of them out with the note.
He accepted the challenge for a fight to the death.
Some of his subordinates still thought it was very dangerous.
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"Boss! I don't think you should. Firstly, we don't know just how powerful this mercenary is."
"That's right." Another nodded. "The enemy might have villainous tricks up his sleeves and can even poison you with his blade during a match."
"Boss, think about it. The letter says that should you accept, a place for the battle will be told to you a day before the fight. They said you should come alone. But who is to say they won't be there with so many enemies with them? Boss, I think it's a trap!"
Everyone couldn't agree more.
The conditions for the fight were too unfavorable to their boss.
Not only did the enemy get to choose the location, but he also had the upper hand in knowing more about them while they were in the dark on who they were going up against.
If their boss wasn't their leader and they were strangers here to gamble, they would definitely put all their money on the enemy mercenary.
What's more ordinary mercenaries would prefer to go for the kill and eliminate Death without saying a word.
However, this guy boldly challenged Death, letting them know there was an unknown enemy out to get them.
It's either this guy is too stupid or just too well-prepared. They didn't think it was the former, so it must be the latter.
In that case, was it truly wise for their boss to accept the challenge?
Death shrugged his shoulders and raised his hands helplessly.
"Do you really think we have any other choice? Think about it. Only by going, can we at least put a face to who we are up against....Bone Thug, you still can't find a clue of who it is right?"
Bone Thug nodded. "This was the first time he was so stomped.
Their network in Pyno was so impeccable, so it must be an outsider. They couldn't even find his assassin's name.
Everyone had to admit that Death was right.
Should they reject the challenge, they might never know who their true enemy was.
Additionally, what if rejecting him would lead to the enemy decisively coming at them from the shadows with everything they've got?
"Alright. That's enough! The battle is on the first day of Winter! That's 2 weeks, 3 days."
Death slowly faced them with a sly smile on his lips.
Since the enemy will obviously cheat on that day, why can't he cheat too?
In fact, he is expected to cheat.
If he doesn't, the enemy might look down on him too.
In this case, it's not called cheating, but using all resources available to him.
(^0^)
Hehehehehehehe~
"Everyone, listen closely... I have a plan."
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Death vs Ghost, who will win? Who will emerge victorious?
For this matter, only the future could tell.
One week flashed quickly, and now it was already the first week of December!
And back in Baymard, many lit candles in their hearts, praying to whatever ancestors and gods they believed in.
To these people, whatever they were about to face was even 50 times more important than whatever Death might be facing... (if they knew Death's situation.)
No! This event caused many to lock themselves in their rooms, looking at their computer screens with pale faces and starved bellies.
December 3rd.
Today, the Final semester grades will be posted online!
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