On the night of February 15th, 9812 of the Radiant Calendar, Angus, who was seated before his desk, suddenly raised his head and slowly turned to look out the window.
The next moment, space rippled, and a purple-haired woman stepped out from within it.
Angus set down the document in his hand and looked the woman up and down. In a deep voice, he asked, "Are you here to assassinate me?"
As the purple-haired woman looked at Angus's face, her heart stirred slightly. But she quickly answered, "I was sent by Valgard. He ordered me to assassinate you."
Having received her confirmation, Angus's expression did not change in the slightest. Calmly, he asked, "You possess a talent for space magic, don't you?"
Hearing this question, the purple-haired woman froze, unable to understand why, when she had clearly come to assassinate him, he was instead asking about her talent.
Without waiting for her answer, Angus continued, "A spatial talent is rare even on the Xenops Subcontinent. Would you be willing to submit to the Qixing Army?"
"No, I'm an assassin." The purple-haired woman stared at Angus and said with slight helplessness, "My mission is to kill you, yet you're talking to me so calmly. Shouldn't you be picking up a weapon to defend yourself right now?"
"Have you ever seen an assassin openly appear before their target?"
At Angus's question, the purple-haired woman opened her mouth, but for a moment, she did not know how to answer.
Logically, as an assassin, her first appearance should have come after her initial assassination attempt, not by exposing herself before she had even begun.
"You were coerced, weren't you?"
"I saw no killing intent in your eyes. Instead, I saw loneliness and helplessness."
"I think you're bound by a contract and have no choice