Understanding the weight of the man before him, Henry no longer voiced any doubts. Instead, he asked another question. "Mr. Miles, do you have any photos of your son, or any records?"
"Once I find him, how do you want me to handle him? Bring him straight back to you? When dealing with a kid who likes running away from home, if you can't be bothered playing hide-and-seek, I recommend breaking one of his legs and calling it a day."
Despite how vicious that sounded, it was really just the way fathers complained to each other. William Miles was not offended. After giving it some serious thought, he said, "Just let me know when you find him."
"Okay." They were not close enough for him to push the joke further, so Henry said nothing more.
Originally, he had wanted to chat with this Assassin Order mentor and fish for information about the assassins' current situation. Cassandra's status was high, but few people probably even knew she existed, so naturally she would not know much about the changes within the Assassin Order.
The fact that this old lady had not even known William had taken over showed just how outdated her intelligence was. But it also suggested that William Miles might be someone aware of this immortal's existence.
Just as Henry was considering a suitable opening, an alarm interrupted his thoughts. It came from Cassandra's ladies' wristwatch. Henry's cartoon watch had sounded an alarm too, but it was only a special high-frequency tone that ordinary people could not hear.
William Miles, the genuine Assassin Order mentor, reacted the fastest. He swiftly adjusted his posture into one suited for exerting force and responding to any situation. All that remained was to pull the weapon from his pocket.
"What happened?"
Henry asked a