A Good Time to Assassinate the Dawn City Lord!

Returning to Dawn City from the Magic-Martial Tournament.

William accomplished two major tasks in two days.

First.

The establishment of the Dawn Academy was announced.

second.

After several years of working together with Moxis, he finally managed to quell the masochistic Director Mo's desire for revenge.

It's not that he's not seeking revenge.

Instead, Director Mo can wait.

At least before becoming Law Saint, when he was Top Faction in Dawn City, he only launched his revenge plan when he had enough confidence.

William also believed that as long as Moxis did not reveal himself, the Magic Sanctum should still be unable to detect his presence.

"So many people have arrived in just two days?" William noticed that many Professional were leading teenagers around the Dawn City.

He saw at least several hundred along the way.

Odom nodded beside him. "There should be more in a while, but I don't know exactly how many. Many Professional from Duchy and even Kingdom are bringing their children."

After all, Dawn City now enjoys a high reputation in the Southern Region, and the four Top Faction have taken the Your Highness as the ' Reincarnation of the Thunder God,' which has attracted many people who want to get closer to him in advance.

Even the Dawn Mercenary Group has recently seen a significant increase in members.

The Deputy City Lord Dawn, with her blonde hair and wavy hair, still made no attempt to hide her muscular physique. Her collar was slightly open, revealing her alluring muscles and scars, which would certainly attract the attention of some young women.

Being short is not a problem.

Being short, stocky, and fat is not a problem.

As long as it lasts long enough, that's fine.

Especially with such a small stature, it might provide a unique kind of thrill.

Moreover, although Odom is a Dwarf, he is not only good-looking, but also the Deputy City Lord of Dawn.

His power is second to none in Dawn City.

If some naive women were to see his secret stash of money, it would be enough to dazzle their eyes...

certainly.

As the Deputy City Lord, Odom liked to show off his muscles, but he wasn't the kind of man who was promiscuous. William had observed him in secret and noticed that he had rejected the advances of several beautiful young women.

Hmm.

She's the kind of young woman whose husband died fighting in her home.

In this situation of flirting with someone.

William also gave the order, and generally no one would bother to check it.

They even strongly support their remarriage, having children, and raising kids.

After all, these are normal physiological reactions.

but.

William also discovered one of Odom's little secrets.

This guy can't tolerate this.

Instead, he secretly kept a petite human woman as his mistress, and she was quite attractive.

He always acted suspiciously during his dates, and if Alex hadn't reminded William, even the City Lord wouldn't have known that Odom had such a penchant.

"But he's very devoted..." William murmured to himself.

"Huh?" Odom raised an eyebrow, his chest muscles twitching. "I think you're talking about me," he thought, quickly changing the subject. "Thank you for your help with the Magic-Martial Tournament, sir."

"It's nothing, it's only natural." William laughed it off. His falling out with the Iron Fist Kingdom was no big deal, and he told Odom not to take it to heart.

The blond, wavy-haired man nodded, silently increasing his favorability rating; he kept his thoughts to himself.

There's no need to say it.

His current responsibility is to ensure the city expands and develops in a vibrant yet orderly manner.

Then.

William made some arrangements for him.

Then he found his Little Black Dragon.

Upon arriving at the Slaughterhouse...

cough.

If this thing isn't on Storm Island, it's basically in the Slaughterhouse.

After all, the Magical Beast meat here is plentiful and delicious; you can eat it, then sleep, and wake up to eat more.

How happy!

Many Professional perform skinning and tendon-pulling techniques want to say, "Your Highness, we've almost skinned and tendon-pulled your pets several times. Could you please take them away immediately...?"

"Little Black, stop eating! You're so fat now, come here right now." William walked into the Slaughterhouse and saw the Little Broken Dragon with a round belly and wings so small they were almost invisible.

no way.

He's still young.

There aren't any outsiders here yet, so we can't exactly call him ' Sakailio ', can we?

This is what outsiders call it.

As the master, he must maintain his dignity.

The Little Black Dragon, who was gorging itself on sea monster meat, swallowed the Magical Beast meat into its belly. It glanced at the newcomer, curled its lip in disdain, revealing some sharp little white teeth, and continued eating.

He was even cursing inwardly, "You've been gone for days without a single visit, and now you expect me to just come over?"

Am I still a dragon?

Doesn't Dragon possess the dignity and prestige inherent in its being?

then.

William walked over expressionlessly, grabbed the Little Broken Dragon by the tail, and started shaking it wildly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The puppy let out a pitiful howl.

puff.

A large chunk of Magical Beast meat was spat out of the Little Broken Dragon's mouth.

Until this point.

Little Broken Dragon was reminded once again of the fear of being dominated by William.

pity.

It was too late.

William grabbed its tail, swung it around in the illusory circles, and walked outside, completely ignoring its pitiful screams.

Many people were stunned.

This is Dragonkind, after all.

Your Highness, could you please be a little gentler?

But precisely because it is Dragonkind, William must instill absolute fear in it, otherwise, if this thing is not properly cared for, it will backfire.

Can I use facial recognition on it?

Pah!

As long as the affection level doesn't drop, we can deal with the rest later.

One hour later.

When William went shopping again, Little Black Dragon appeared beside him, baring its teeth and looking like it wanted to bite anyone!

They were extremely respectful to His Prince.

Especially its docile appearance, and it can even stick out its tongue and make a few "ha cha cha" sounds.

certainly.

His Prince was not chained.

After all, basic respect should still be shown.

Even so, this scene still evoked secret admiration from passersby. To tame a dragon like a dog—it was probably only possible for the City Lord, who seemed to be Reincarnation of the Thunder God, to possess such skill. Even the Beast Tamer of Beast-Taming City probably didn't have that ability.

Another carefree day has passed.

William was never assassinated.

Although he encountered many 'yellow-name' Professional.

But no one dared to make a move.

He didn't want to prematurely reveal his discernment abilities and continue letting them act as spies here. Since the bait had already been cast, William would never reel in the bait unless he caught a big fish.

He wanted to see just how many people, how many forces, and who wanted to kill him.

The only way to show certain forces that we are not to be trifled with is to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

And it was at this moment.

Inside a house in Dawn City.

A large group of Assassin appeared inside, dozens of High-Class Professional, each entering silently.

As for this room, it was a small house that someone had secretly rented.

Meanwhile, others gathered here in various ways to avoid being noticed.

Even the intelligence department of Dawn City has no idea that there are so many assassins in this house.

"The Dawn City Lord, suspected to Reincarnation of the Thunder God, you should all have received the news, right?" The leader of the assassins who rented this house glanced indifferently at the others.

"We already know that, but he's so strong, why were we the only ones who made a move? Why didn't those Grandmaster assassins take action?" Someone asked this question, or rather, many people wanted to understand this question.

The lead assassin sneered, "You seem to have forgotten the organization's rules. We're only responsible for taking action, not for asking questions. Have you forgotten the rules?"

"What are you going to do?" The assassin felt a chill run down his spine as he asked the question, but before he could react...

The assassin was questioning them before he even activated his Battle Aura Shield.

A black light flashed before his eyes.

Then.

He opened his mouth awkwardly.

A bloody mark appeared on his neck.

The moment his head hit the ground, it was already stored in someone's Space Ring.

His body then vanished from sight as well.

Not a single drop of blood fell onto the surface of Dawn City.

The best way to leave no trace is to prevent the dead from touching the ground.

The lead assassin sheathed his dagger with a backhand motion and said coldly, "I can explain, but you can't ask."

This is a regulation from above.

"No Professional above the Dawn City Lord is allowed to appear, otherwise the Black Leaf Elf will surely retaliate, even if we are hired intermediaries."

"What else?"

"That's it. Kill him and take his body back."

"What if they all die?" the other assassins asked expressionlessly. Death? What a normal thing. Isn't an assassin's life all about killing and being killed?

The leader (the assassin) shook his head. "Death means mission failure, but I heard someone will team up with us. If they show up, we'll cooperate fully; if they don't, we just need to take action."

"So, we just wait now?"

"Yes, when he leaves Dawn City."

"Good."

The Shadow Killer Organization are a highly secretive and difficult-to-detect assassin organization.

Especially under a well-organized training program.

Everyone possesses a sufficiently high level of mental fortitude to undertake a task, even Suicide attack.

Aside from the Saint, the Shadow Alliance dares to kill anyone.

So if someone genuinely wants to get rid of William, then joining the Shadow Assassin League is a good solution.

Even if the assassins are incredibly skilled, they wouldn't dare to recklessly storm the City Lord's Manor within Dawn City, which openly possesses Spatial Archmage.

One of the more important pieces of news is...

They knew William was blind and could no longer see.

The current Dawn City Lord should be at his lowest point in terms of combat strength.

The best opportunity to take action is before his eyes are healed.

especially.

They knew of one of William's habits: every time he returned to Dawn City from elsewhere, he would visit Storm Island, always alone.

This is the best opportunity.

Now, to go to Storm Island, apart from selected Commoners, only the Dawn Legion and the Dawn Mercenary Group are allowed to enter.

but.

There is no such thing as a wall that cannot be sealed.

Dawn City is so big.

Not everyone needs William's personal evaluation before being included; that would absolutely exhaust His Prince.

Especially for the Dawn Mercenary Group, Eric, the Deputy Commander, is often in charge here.

Eric had no intention of betraying them.

But he also lacked the Insight things clearly.

These skilled assassins had infiltrated the ranks long ago, but had remained silent until now.

Or perhaps, during William's recent publicizing of himself, many Assassin infiltrated his ranks.

Now.

They were all waiting for their chance.

While waiting for William to enter Storm Island.

That is to say...

When he and Moxis went to Storm Island to get their eyes replaced...

P. S.: Annie, dressed in a Lolita outfit, is online asking for Monthly Ticket and Recommendation Ticket ~ The miserable author on the train is also asking for Monthly Ticket.