"OOhh, i seem to have pulled your tongue out." the man laughed in realization, his voice similar to that of a crazy maniac.
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A few hours ago, John had decided on his second target for the day. In his long list of people to assassinate, there were five he was supposed to kill.
He had killed two earlier and one this morning, this was going to be his second target for the day and fourth from the list.
The second target to be assassinated was a medicine shop owner, with political connections and lots of wealth. The owner was a puppet of tumor like nobles to the society.
Selling wrong and profitable meds, poisoning people, and human trafficking were some of the crimes the shop owner was regularly involved in.
John had decided to finish the guy off in the afternoon, the noon time was a small break for the shop owner.
During that time, the shop owner would be alone and would not be guarded by anyone strong enough to go against John.
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John was easily able to secure a kill and prepared to leave the shop unnoticed by anyone.
Unfortunately for him, a commotion began outside the room where he had just put the owner to death.
It should have been easy for him to get out of the place due to the commotion and that's what he had thought too.
He silently snuck out and began to leave.
Suddenly, a wham happened and he was stuck down on the ground. His title of shield master and instincts honed by his countless fights did not help him against the ambush.
John was lying flat on the ground, fully vulnerable and easy to be killed off.
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John was masked and his attire did not reveal his skin at all, he had to hide his identity but the intruder who whacked him did not care to hide his identity.
The intruder was a young man in his early twenties. His hair ran long to the shoulder and looked meesy and unkempt, the dress he was wearing showed signs of wear and tear from rough terrain.
"You killed him, how dare you!" The young man shouted in anger as he kept punching John in agony.
"How dare you kill him" He kept repeating the same line again and again, scowling and crying.
Butler escapeed the confinement due to his slick movement and sheer will. The lack of vigilance by the alchemist was another factor which worked in John's favor for the escape.
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Although what happened with that guy was sad and very unfortunate, an amazing and prestigious life was laid ahead of him and then forever lost, that was still no excuse to perform a ritual.
John waited for the moment when the guy was unarmed. It gave John a chance to deliver a killing blow, although the maniac like Alchemist guy did not die and was still breathing, John had found the time to escape.
He bagged a few bottles from the store before quickly sprinting out. His speed was not at his peak because his body was paining from the brutal beating the Alchemist gave him.
He decided to hold on to helping his rest of the body in exchange for the quick regeneration of his tongue, he needed to stick it together and let it connect to the rest of his tongue.
The rest of his body could wait for the potions.
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"Since the guy had made a good enough commotion, I might as well put him as the scapegoat who died fighting the owner. "
John muttered to himself testing out his healed tongue and the recovery of his speech, he changed his pace and walked to his escape, his tongue was hurt real bad but had healed due to the generous amount of ki he had used.
He uncorked a bottle and sipped it all in one gulp. The bitter taste was one of the few problematic things but the relaxation his body felt made the pain in his body go away.
Terias was out of the mansion, his heart was palpitating in worry, the one and only man he trusted was nowhere to be seen.
He had reached the shop owners place, he knew that John had plans to assassinate the guy today.
He used sense unhesitatingly and found one dead but one moving body. The moving guy picked the bottles from nearby and began his escape.
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