Chapter 358 - The King's Personal Assassin
Chapter 358 – The King’s Personal Assassin
The man named Dominic was a six-foot-three giant with biceps that was the same size as her head.
It wasn’t even an exaggeration.
At five foot seven, Anna was already considered tall for most women. However, next to a giant, she looked just like… a small little mouse in front of a rabid dog.
“Come on… why are you hesitating?” Dominic smirked at her.
Anna squinted. The man was already in a fighting stance, prepared to accept her attack. But she… she wasn’t planning to launch any attacks.
“Anna, don’t forget…” she heard the professor’s words. “Dark ones… will not wait for you to attack them. Most of the time, they attack first.”
When Dominic heard their teacher’s words, his smirk turned into a sinister grin. He then lunged her way. To her surprise, Dominic was quite fast, despite his size.
It looked like he can be a good fighter.
Sadly for him, his opponent was Anna.
Instead of avoiding his attack, Anna suddenly threw her stick his way. Then, she spun and welcomed him with a roundhouse kick. Everyone heard a loud crack, followed by a boom.
Dominic was sent flying and hit a nearby tree.
“Dark ones… don’t talk,” Anna said. “B*tch!”
The silence that followed was suffocating.
She looked at the professor and smiled. Then, without saying another word, she picked up her stick and went back to her seat.
The thing about fighting is not the technique or the size of the fighter. It is using their weakness against them.
While this was the first time Anna fought against Dominic, she knew that the man wasn’t as strong as he looked.
He was all talk.
Oh well, an empty can usually make more noises than the full one.
But still.
Letting go of her pent-up frustrations felt really good.
Sadly for her, the plan to lay low was already ruined.
And it was just her first day!
Damn.
After the incident, the professor had no choice but to tell them to leave. He needed to bring Dominic to the healers so they could check his body. Obviously, Dominic didn’t sustain any life-threatening injuries, but it looked like her actions completely caught the professor off guard.
“You will follow me to my office.” The professor told her before leaving.
“Well… that was pretty cool.”
Anna looked at Devon.
“So you can actually fight, huh.”
Anna didn’t say anything. Her gaze was towards the woods.
Earlier, she felt someone staring at them. However, now the presence once again vanished.
“People here… doesn’t like you, it’s not because of you. It’s because of your father. I hope you won’t take it personally.”
“Why?” Anna asked.
“What do you mean, why?”
“Why don’t they like my father?” Actually, Anna thought, her father was a fantastic guy. She always told her father how she wanted to be like him in the future. Strong and kind. Warm and Brave. A good leader and an excellent subordinate.
“You don’t know?”
“What should I know?”
Devon’s eyes were wide for a few minutes before she cleared her throat. “I just… I don’t think I should talk about the departed.”
“…”
“I should leave now.”
Seeing Devon leave like that, she couldn’t help but be more confused.
Everyone was showing hate towards her father. The same father that loved Anna like she was his life.
Anna soon went to see Mr. Nerate, their professor, in combat against dark ones.
When she walked inside his office, she immediately notice the man’s dark expression.
“You can fight.” That wasn’t a question.
In response, she nodded and sat across from him. Lycans were born fighters. Or at least, that’s what her father told her.
“And it looked like someone trained you to fight someone bigger than you.”
Again, she nodded.
“When did you start learning?”
“At fourteen,” she lied.
“So you learned how to kill a werewolf at fourteen?”
“Excuse me?”
“If Dominic was a normal Lycan, your attack would have killed him. You hit his neck. A vital point.”
She lifted an eyebrow in response. “Am I supposed to hit his foot?” This man told her to pretend like she was fighting a dark one. Was she supposed to hit a dark one’s foot?
“Don’t get sarcastic with me, young lady! I’m assuming that your father trained you?”
“Yes.”
“See? That’s why people hate Isaac. He always broke the rules.”
“Rules?”
The professor rolled his eyes. “Did you know the easiest way to kill a Lycan, Anna?” the man asked, the frown was still apparent on his face.
Silver bullets? Nope.
Normal bullets? Nope.
Some herbs or wolfsbane? It’s a big no.
These were legends that normal humans are creative to fool themselves. It was created to give them a false sense of safety.
“Decapitation,” Anna answered without any hesitation.
Of course, you can kill a Lycan through other ways, like removing their limbs until they couldn’t heal their bodies anymore, or burning them. But the easiest way to do it is just to decapitate them.
But that is only if you are strong enough to get close to them.
Professor Nerate leaned back against his chair. He stared at her, his face unreadable. “Anna, did you know why your father was hated by people from other packs?”
This time, she didn’t say anything.
“It wasn’t just because your father was strong, Anna. It was because he was… a killer.”
“Aren’t we all?” Lycans are born to kill. Her father made sure to instill this in her head.
The professor sighed. “No… I mean… Your father was a Lycan Killer.”
“A what?”
“As one of the strongest, the King made your father the Lycan Killer. He was responsible for killing everyone who break the rules. Be it a child, a teenager, men, women, or old. As long as they break the laws, your father and his team of killers would terminate them.”
Surprise, she stared at the professor as she tried to make sense of Anna’s memory. The father that Anna knew was kind and caring.
“In short… your father… was the King’s personal assassin.”