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Peter Kater was in a terrible mood at the moment.

Such horrible luck.

That well-built man from the Connoisseur Guild had indeed sent him in, and he knew beforehand that this mission was going to be like drawing a lottery.

The best result for him was for Roel Ascart to be all alone. He could swiftly get the job done and retreat as quickly as possible. It would have also been fine if Roel was with a random guard. Under such circumstances, as long as the guard wasn’t too powerful, he should still be able to take care of the situation quickly.

As for the worst possible scenario, it was for Roel Ascart and Nora Xeclyde to be together with one another. The members of the Xeclyde House, possessors of the Angel’s Bloodline, were not people who could be dealt with easily.

‘Don’t play schemes with the Xeclyde House , this was a common consensus amongst all of the evil cults in Sia.

Several centuries ago, there was a powerful cult that had reached the peak of its influence back then that attempted to challenge that consensus. They assassinated a member of the Xeclyde House. The result of their actions was an unyielding pursuit with utterly no regard for the cost that lasted for a whole forty years.

Over the forty years, the cult traveled across all of the human countries and even tried hiding in the depths of a remote mountain range. However, no matter where they went, they were never able to hide from the eyes of the church. It felt like a sword was forever floating above their heads, threatening to sever their necks as soon as they tried to rest.

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Just like that, a group that once boasted over 10,000 transcendents was utterly massacred to the final cultist over the course of forty years. Through its actions, the church gave a stern warning to all cults and rival powers,

If you want a fight, come at us straight-on. If we lose, we’ll admit our defeat. However, if you wish to play the assassination game with us and threaten our lineage, then we’ll use the full power of the Genesis Goddess Church to decimate you. You can run wherever you want, but you’ll never be free.

It was fortunate that Peter’s goal wasn’t Nora, so his fate wouldn’t be as tragic as that ancient cult. Based on the directives he had received from his superiors, he just had to temporarily keep Nora under control, so that he could kill Roel Ascart before making his getaway.

But, of course, things weren’t so easy in practice.

First and foremost, it would be hard to keep Nora under control without injuring her. If he really did injure her, the Xeclydes might very well have some sort of peculiar means up their sleeves to track him down. Even if he was able to make a getaway now, what about in the future then? Was he going to spend his life wandering all around the world as a wanted fugitive once Nora came to power?

Peter was not a fool. He had a clear idea of the pros and cons of what he was doing. He was w

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