Assassin System in a Magical World

Assassin's Revenge

"Thank you my dear," the big man said, as he plucked a flute of champagne from the passing tray. The young woman smiled and nodded her head, setting her dark ringlets into a gentle wave.  Aside from her smile, and the tray, she was wearing nothing else.

The man reached out and gave her a gentle pinch, but otherwise ignored her after taking the champagne. He was an imposing man with iron grey hair cut severely at his shoulders.  Though he was wearing layers of elegant clothes, he was obviously well muscled, like a middle-aged boxer that could still get into the ring if he had to.  A very rich boxer.

The party was a mix of elegance and crassness, with men and women dressed as well as any Lord in Tardel mingling with others in dirty linens and wearing well used weapons. And the naked serving girls; they made it seem like the whole elegant affair was happening in a brothel, which it was.

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