A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

Mel City, City Lord's Mansion.

Lord Carona, biological brother of King Richard V.

At this time, he was in the mansion, carefully painting an oil painting.

Different from his brother's talent, the residents of Melbourne had a very different impression of this prince.

Although he is from a royal family, he devotes himself to artistic creation without any pretense of being a royal family. He is very close to the people. You can even see Carona collecting styles on the streets of Melbourne.

"Sir, the mission failed."

At some point, an illusory figure appeared behind Carona.

"How many times have I said, knock first, knock first..."

It was obvious that Carona was very unhappy with the sudden arrival.

"Tell me what's going on."

"The timing was perfect. It only took one strike to kill the king. Unfortunately, a demi-human appeared out of nowhere and interfered with the attack."

"Okay, sometimes disharmonious colors are also a kind of regretful beauty. How about other organizations?"

"All senior cadres of the 'Ghoul', including Turhe, have been basically eliminated. It can be said that they exist in name only."

"'Red Bones' suffered heavy losses, and the leader seems to have been rescued by the people of 'Netherworld Fire'."

"The idiot from 'Wolf's Lair' also found an opportunity to escape."

"The rest of the gangsters were arrested."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. It was supposed to be a decisive battle, but it ended in such a dramatic way." Carona said with a smile, stroking his hands.

"However, this is good, isn't it? At least for the next few decades, you 'Cang Ying' will be able to dominate the Dorok Kingdom."

"It's true as your Excellency said, it's time for a major reshuffle in this chaotic world of mercenaries."

"I originally thought that I could take this opportunity to send my dear brother to meet the late king, but it's a pity..." Carona said with regret on his face.

"It's ridiculous to say that this old guy Turhe has been planning for so long and has paid so much, but he has ended up like this. Mr. Richman, who invested in him, will be broke."

"Go to the housekeeper to collect your salary. You won't miss a penny."

"But sir, if the mission fails, I am not eligible to receive all commissions. This is the rule."

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Besides, everyone who will rely on Souei from now on should regard it as my investment."

"Thank you, sir."

"Go ahead, go ahead. I believe your organization will keep the secret well. After a while, I will have someone send this painting as a commemoration of our cooperation."

"Yes, I'm waiting for your good news." After saying that, the shadow disappeared.

It seems that brother, my dear brother, your destiny is not over yet. It doesn't matter. Trying new things occasionally is the true meaning of life. It is nothing more than returning to the life of the waste lord.

As I was thinking about it, inspiration suddenly came to me.

Let's call this painting "Melbourne in Fire"...

......

With a flash of consciousness, Bai Ye entered Carandia's space again.

"Congratulations, Bai Ye, you have completed the mission again."

"To be honest, I'm starting to get tired..."

"No, it's only two missions."

"Let me... let Wuyue go through this kind of thing every time, maybe we won't be able to bear it in the end."

How long have you been in this world? To carry out such a high-intensity task is too much of a burden on the body and mind. Bai Ye can't even think about how difficult the road ahead will be.

"I'm sorry. It was indeed my fault this time. I was too careless to let him go through those things." Carandia said apologetically and looked at a cluster of white flames aside.

"This is?"

"His soul, when his body dissipated, I took it back."

"Then, what are you going to do?"

"Well, when he regains consciousness, I will have a good chat with him. I will try my best to help him wherever he wants to go."

"He should want to go back to Blue Star. Maybe he will ask you to erase all his memories and reincarnate cleanly." Bai Ye guessed.

After all, there are benefits to being reincarnated with memories, but it is too painful.

"Okay, don't make random guesses. That's someone else's business. Do you have anything else you want to say? If not, I'll wait until next time to see you again." Carandia said angrily.

"Yes, let me ask you, was it you who did what happened to Kuroki?"

"Are you referring to his profession? This..." Carandia seemed to have something to hide.

"Is there anything you can't say?"

"That's it...forgot..."

The word "forgot" was spoken so quietly that it was inaudible.

"What did you say?"

"I said I forgot to assign him a profession when he was reincarnated!" Carandia said angrily.

white night:"......"

"As expected of you..."

"You are worthy of being a ghost!"

I didn’t want to be too straightforward, so I took advantage of Elsa’s mental exhaustion to make the supposed remedies seem so ritualistic...

"Don't tell her, do you hear me?" Kalantia threatened.

"Yes, yes, good, good..."

"One more question. Before Edmund left, he left Wuyue and me a seed, something called a 'basket'. Do you know what happened?"

Bai Ye has always been curious about that seed, but has no time to study it. Since it was something given to Edmund by Carandia, it would be better to ask him directly.

"That one is actually the carrying basket for the ability codenamed [Shadow of Vengeance]. It's not wrong to call it 'basket'..."

"It's just that...the ability codenamed [Shadow of Vengeance] no longer exists, so 'basket' is just an empty shell."

"That means anyone can enter this empty shell. Do you understand?"

Although Carandia tried to speak concisely and concisely, Bai Ye was still a little hard to understand.

"So, you Bai Ye, enter the 'basket', replace the former [Shadow of Revenge], and control the basket, do you understand?"

Now I understand.

"I got this basket more than a hundred years ago. At that time, there was a cult called the Shadow Heirs. Their founder was named Tibinio. This is the empty shell he left behind. No. , that’s who he is.”

"what?"

So Tibinio Shadowsir is really the Shadow Incarnate?

"Well, he had to sign a contract with the Night Mother at that time, so as the Night Mother, I would definitely give him the most suitable ability."

"The only condition is that after his death, his body will be used by me, so this is a completely fair deal."

Ah, I said something very extraordinary with a calm face...

"So, this 'basket' is indeed his final gift to you. You should make good use of it."