Ask arrived at the edge of the valley.
Then I saw a man in white standing in the middle of the open space.
His pupils were dark brown, his hair was slightly curly, his nose was high, and his eye sockets were deep, and he seemed to be of Middle Eastern descent from Irania.
Holding an old book in his hand, he looks as elegant as a scholar.
However, the kill value that instantly climbed to 10 showed that this person was definitely not a scholar.
After seeing his appearance clearly, Ask held down the sword at his waist.
"Do you know me?" the man turned around and asked gently.
"Why do you say that?" Ask asked him back.
"You look like you're seeing someone you know," the man replied, "and I don't remember ever seeing you before."
"Maybe I recognized the wrong person." Ask said.
"Who do you think I am?" the man asked curiously.
"Rasul, the youngest assassin mentor in history of the Ilanian Assassins?" Ask said.
The man closed the book silently.
"It seems that you really know me." Rasul said, "Do you know why I am waiting for you here?"
"I'd like to hear more about it," said Ask.
"You killed our people." Rasul replied, "The white assassin Jalaldin was identified by you while on a mission in Orin City, and was killed while trying to hunt you down."
"According to the conventions of the Assassin's Order, we should avenge him at least once." Rasul said calmly, "So we started collecting your information, and found it very interesting."
"Asker Lepius Achilles, born in the Achilles family of the Eastern Solomon Empire, and also the last person in the family."
"Your early records show that you were just a mediocre person. Your parents hoped that you would study law or accounting, but your test scores were not high enough. Later, your family used their connections to find you a high school teacher position. They undoubtedly had lost confidence in your life and only hoped that you would live a mediocre life."
"From the beginning to the end, you had no experience of learning martial arts or entering the supernatural world. It was not until your parents were killed that you suddenly burst out with strange and superb strength. With the body of an ordinary person, you killed a Level 2 supernatural being from the Flesh and Blood Sequence, who was famous for his strong vitality."
"Then you started to form a mercenary group, and people around you emerged one after another."
"The daughter of the Duke of Bavaria, the daughter of a wealthy family in Italy, and even the daughters of two emperors of the Eastern Solomon Empire and the Seljuk Empire. It seems that you are a collector of noble ladies."
"However, the petty thief from the Thieves Guild, the desperate half-elf, the down-and-out mercenary from the North, and the neighbor's daughter show that you may just have excessive sympathy for the lower-middle class."
"To be honest, we have never seen such a weird mercenary group. It is composed of people from different countries, different nationalities, different classes, different ages and different personalities. The only thing they have in common is gender, which is meaningless."
"The most bizarre thing is you. From the limited intelligence we have, we found that you are proficient in many weapons and tactics, from broadswords, light swords, straight swords, to spears, battle axes, shields, and even guns. It seems that there is no weapon or skill that you don't know."