Chapter 685 685: Who Dared!?
Yes, the 4 assassins hadn't been killed, they were just uncontrolably shivering as their blood vessels were being ruptured one after the other.
An invisible force was actually cutting their bodies repeatedly, and slowly turning them into nothing more than pasta drainers.
It was most certainly something terrifying to watch, but even more so to actually experience as their bodies felt like they were being scratched and not just cut.
Despite they had their faces covered, one could tell that the remaining two assassins were trembling in fear, especially one of them.
Nobody felt pity for them though, in their line of work returns were really great, especially when targeting special and high connected people, but at the same time the reputation was rock bottom.
No assassin would receive respect and relations if it were known to the world that he was an assassin.
Not to mention that Eric was the customer of all the merchants in Neccessities Market at the moment, and this gave him a special standing inside that room.
If that wasn't enough, the fact that he had several 8th Realm evolvers and even a 9th Realm evolver by his side, which were enough to put him in same standing as the Sultan, would make anyone to scurry favour with him.
The one to be torturing the assassins on the ground, and release her rage was that 9th Realm evolver behind him, and it didn't seem like the 4 of them on the ground would be enough for that.
Everyone in the surroundings were terrified seeing this, but even more terrified of the thought that they would get a part of that rage.
Even Eric's guards that had stood up now revealing their true strength, didn't seem daring enough to say a word to her, as they were just standing there like statues.
The beauty continued doing what she started, as she took a look in the surroundings, and finally have her gaze fall on the remaining two assassins once again, as she said,
"I know better than anyone how difficult is to cultivate and reach this Realm of cultivation, and also how fearful of death we become the longer we go into the cultivation Realms.
As such, I have a proposal for you two!
I am not going to kill, or cripple your foundations if you just tell me who sent you here, as you are just tools you arent the ones wanting my Master to die!
Of course, you aren't going to escape responsibility that easily, but for sure it won't be as fearsome as you not speaking!
You have 1 sec to think and speak!"
While the fearsome beauty was giving them a choice, they didn't truly have a choice. The only choice they had was to take her offer, or suffer terribly and die.
"It was the Assassin's Tower that sent us, but we have no idea who was the one that made the order!
Please forgive us your Excellency!"
Before the people around her could think on the choice that the assassins would make, both assassins got on their knees and one of them blurted.
The beautiful 9th Realm Master didn't seem to be surprised as this was to be expected for an assassin group, but she didn't waste time, as she said,
"Contact your Tower and tell them about what just happened, and send them a word for me as well!
A thrown knife can not be taken back, taking life is not a sin, trying to take a Dragon's life is an 18 generations sin!
Kneel and beg, otherwise the Storm will rise from the East!"
With that said, she just continued to torture the 4 assassins on the ground, leaving the 5th do his/her job, and seemingly completely forgetting about the sixth.
In the meanwhile, Eric seemed to have regained quite a bit of color, and his senses, as he was just looking with a warm and happy smile on his face at the beauty in front of him.
He knew that this wasn't her real face, as her real face would be way more beautiful, in fact it should be so beautiful that even the ladies in the room would have impure thoughts towards her.
But that didn't matter right now, he was more concerned about the situation in front of him, the assassin seemed to have sent her message alongside some personal thoughts, while the 6th was looking weirdly at him.
"Hehehehe~! Bet you didn't expect something like this, did you wifey!?"
He knew the identity of this sixth assassin right from the very beginning, not to mention that she had also foolishly exposed herself before he died.
Now that the tables had turned and she had no escape it was his time to play with her properly, and make sure that got what she deserved.
The face of the 6th assassin was livid at this point, as she still was unable to believe the changes that had happened, and turned the situation around.
"Don't worry though, I have no intention of exposing you to the public, there is someone else who will take the blame for this, but you should truly look forward to the future!
You are going to have a blast from here on!"
As if wanting to assure her that this wasn't a dream, but the hard reality Eric continued to speak to her mentally.
It wasn't that the beauty didn't want to talk back to him, but what should she say!? Tell him that she was Sultan's sister, didn't he already knew that!?
Threaten him with telling everything to the Sultan!? She would have to firstly explain why was she trying to assassinate her future husband.
She was trapped!
She had no way out!
All she could do at the moment was hope that Eric would die before he could do anything to her, which was a far fetched dream.
It seemed like she didn't have a way out any more, she would have to give her body to her future husband.
But she would still try her best to save her sisters.
Since a sacrifice was required then she could be that sacrifice, her sisters shouldn't get involved in this.
Poor beauty, seemed like she still hadn't let go of her naiveity.
Who could blame her though, what life had she lived, how would she knew exactly how dark the outside world really was.
It was about this time though that the 5th assassin seemed to have received an answer to her message, and while she seemed a bit surprised she was still able to regain her senses quick.
"Assassin Tower seeks forgiveness for the trouble caused by one of our Deacons who hadnt checked the targets identity correctly, and is willing to provide the name of the one who made the order.
At the same time, we are willing to offer the Deacon's head in order to apologize, as long as you don't kill any of our assassins.
They can stay with you, you can torture or order them as you see fit, as long as they don't die!
For this we are willing to compensate you with 3 treasures of 6th Realm, and also all the rare herbs we are able to collect under the market's price!
If you have any requests, or think that our offer is too low you can reach us through the same way!
Our Assassin Tower apologizes sincerely for all the trouble we caused you, and truly hopes of forming a bond of friendship from here on!
The face of the beauty Master was most certainly dark and gloomy, as she was thinking of evaporating this damned thing that tried to kill Eric, but Eric stopped her as he said.
"Well, it's always for the best to have one more friend, rather than an enemy!
I just hope that such mistakes will not happen in the future!
Otherwise you will truly understand the kind of calamity you have avoided today!"
The Assassin didn't seem to dare to not report everything he said word per word, while she looked at Eric in a strange way.
Never in its history of creation, had the Assassin Tower lowered their head and sought forgiveness for taking a task.
Even less provide compensation and try to turn enmity into friendship!
Just who the hell was this guy!?
Furthermore, he didn't even seem to appreciate what had happened, and he was still threatening their Assassin Tower.
She never thought she would live such a day.
The next second her thoughts dissappeared once again, as she was sent two messages. One showing the Deacon who had given them the task be thrown in a container that was set for their location.
Second was showing video image of person who had made the order, and the money he had paid, which was immediately sent to her account for Eric to use as change.
It wasn't much, just around 150k Goulds!
Seeing the video image of the person who had ordered his killing, Eric's face turned dark and gloomy, as if he had eaten his own shit.
"Who Dared!?"
Before Eric could even say anything, or mention who had sent the assassins the doors to the establishment opened wide, and more than 50 figures entered inside.
There were all kinds of men and women, some middle aged, some old, some short, some tall, some fat, some skinny, but the figure in the front was the most important.
It was the 'cheap' brother he had made just two days prior, and also the man who controlled the City-State, the Sultan himself.
It was the Sultan himself who had also spoken those words out loud, clearly 'infuriated' on Eric's behalf…
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