"Who are you?" Wesley asked in panic.
With a gun pointed at him, his body—which he had tried to relax to slow his heartbeat—had automatically activated Assassin Bloodline mode again!
Despite his exhaustion, his body began running at full capacity once more!
"Who I am isn't important. What matters is who you are, Wesley. But before that, you should get some sleep..."
Zhou Yi noticed that something was wrong with Wesley and knocked him out with a single punch.
"Are all you Assassins like this?" Zhou Yi complained. "You can automatically enter that state even under these circumstances? What happened to your body's self-preservation instincts? Don't tell me your self-preservation mechanism is entering that state!"
"That... varies from person to person." Carlos, who had been hiding nearby, finally dared to step out. He came to Zhou Yi's side and looked at the unconscious Wesley with a bitter expression.
"Purer blood flows through his veins than through mine."
"What kind of blood is that? There isn't even a drop of blood in there—it's all adrenaline!"
Zhou Yi complained, completely ignoring the fact that he now possessed Assassin Blood... no, Knight Bloodline as well.
"Carry him. We need to move on to the next step."
"Are you sure you really want to do that? I'm a little worried I'll hurt you."
"Are you joking? I'm a Templar Knight!"
"...Aren't I one now too?"
"What are you thinking? You haven't undergone the initiation ritual yet. You're only a probationary knight for now."
"Huh?"
"What do you mean, 'huh'? You're just a worker now, got it? A working stiff! Get moving! If you don't, Wesley's going to wake up again. Do you want me to knock him out a second time?"
Carlos hoisted Wesley over his shoulder and followed Zhou Yi toward the next