Volume 6 Chapter 143 â Nameless (2)
[Translator â jhei]
[Proofreader â yukitokata]
âYou want to borrow a room?â
âThatâs right.â
The man looked down at Jin with an expressionless face.
A man who easily towered over 2 meters with a scary face. For the other cadets, the pure-white uniform at least made them look nicer, but not for this man.
He resembled a martial artistâor a mercenary instructor who used an axeâmore than an assassin.
While scouring the streets until sundown, Jin chose this man, and his standards were his footsteps.
An assassin was a beginner if Jin could hear their footsteps without the need to focus, intermediate if he needed to focus a little, and advanced if he couldnât hear them at all.
As for those who required the utmost focus to detect, they would easily go to the Nameless Manor.
With that in mind, Jin determined this man to be an intermediate cadet. After facing the coachman and the guards, beginners were off the list, and confronting an advanced assassin from the start was a little too much.
âWouldnât it be better to stay at an inn?â
âI donât like it because there are many customers at night. Iâll pay more than enough for each night, so please.â
âI feel very offendedâ¦â
The manâs eyes narrowed.
Not because Jin just asked for a room out of the blue, but because the man interpreted the request as a tease; something along the lines of âyou canât kill me.â
âSeeing that you entered with the Nameless Pass, you must be an offspring of a clan, and you must have incredible skills for your age. I understand that youâre confident, but this is Samil City. There is no such thing as a fair fight.â
âI know well about that, so I avoided going to an inn. If you will not offer your room, Iâll search for someone else.â
âIâll let you in. I wonât take any payments. Though, I may take your life instead. Donât forget that this is all on you.â
âThank you.â
After a five-minute walk, they arrived at a two-story residence.
Jin chose to use a relatively small room on the second floor. As soon as he entered, he asked for dinner.
âDonât worry about your food being poisoned.â
âI never thought of you as that much of a beginner. Thanks for the meal.â
An efficient meal with some meat, eggs, and vegetables. Very fresh produce, as the cadet said. Jin quickly finished his plate before the man and stared at him.
âEven if heâs an intermediate, I should never lower my guard around him.â
Jin looked carefree, but it would be a lie if he said he wasnât nervous.
The man could release poisonous gas under the table, go for Jinâs throat with the fork, or throw the poison needles hidden in his sleeve.
Anything could happen if Jin lowered his guard.
Even though he possessed better physical skills, he had to think of all the possibilities against a trained assassin.
âTwo needles in his sleeve. And heâs always keeping the middle of his mouth empty while he chews, so he has needles or a poison flask in there. However, I canât only check on those.â
His knowledge of assassinsâ basic principles from his cadet days helped him.
âWhenagainst assassins, you must think of them as illusionists or scammers, Young Master. If the opponentâs eyes give away that they saw a hidden weapon, theyâll use another unexpected hidden card.
It was something the beginner class instructor told him. Also, before Jin left for Samil City, his companions provided advice that often applied.
Especially Quikantelâwho knew well about Namelessâoffered many points of advice, which Jin constantly thought about.
âThere is one thing you need to keep an eye on when in Samil. When a door suddenly opens, never take your eyes off what youâre looking at. The moment you instinctively turn and look, itâll be the end of your life.
Creeeaaaaaak.
How could he have such great teachers and companions?
Thankfully, even when the front door opened, Jin could keep an eye on the man.
âWhat is this kid? He knew that the door was gonna open?â
On the other hand, the assassin expected Jin to turn his head. He planned to suffocate Jin with the table clothâwhich was covered in chloroformâwhile he was looking away. However, he couldnât execute it. Even after three seconds since the door opened, Jin maintained his upright position.
Squeeeaaak, squeeaakâ¦
The open door swayed and made a squeaking sound.
Nobody came through the door. Just some evening wind blew past the two inhabitants.
âItâs their special training method. Instructors would dress as cadets, open doors, and walk past. Especially for houses with visitors. Itâs a principle of the assassins to catch an opportune moment by staying alert 24/7.
Had Jin come to Samil without hearing this from Quikantel, his visit would have been more fatal than expected.
For a while, Jin stared at the man.
âShould I close it?â
Jin asked cluelessly, and the man nodded whilst suppressing his surprise.
âHeâs not an easy kid. Heâs an unnerving one. Maybe heâs from an elite clan⦠That would be more dangerous for me than him. Iâll observe him for a while and take the opportunity. I shouldnât take him lightly.â
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If he forced an attack on Jin, the Nameless instructor who opened the door would kick him out immediately.
Because that was not the way of Nameless.
âMay I go rest upstairs?â
âDo as you wish.â
On the second floor, Jin started to investigate his surroundings.
He took note of how many possible paths external intruders could take; whether there were any traps or assassins in position. He didnât simply scan and check for one or two things.
âThereâs nothing that could pose a problem on the second floor. One window limits the possibility of invasion, and even a slightly large physique would prevent such entry. No special contraptions on the ceiling, floor, or walls eitherâ¦â
After finishing the hour-long inspection, Jin lay on the bed and thought about the instructor that opened the door while he ate dinner.
ââ¦Nameless is beyond comprehension. Are you telling me that all of the instructors are on that level? How can a person move like a ghost like that?â
While he was eating, Jin had his senses heightened; enough to detect even the movement of dust. He also expected that his concentration would be marred by the door suddenly opening.
Despite all that, he wasnât able to detect the instructorâs footsteps.
It was as if nobody turned the doorknob and the door just opened on its own.
Even Jin couldnât replicate such ghostliness with his spiritual energy.
âThat instructor could kill me whenever they want, even if this wasnât Samil and it was my room in Tikan. Even if all of my companions guarded my room, my survival wouldnât be guaranteed.â
Goosebumps crawled up his spine.
âI shouldnât be proud of identifying an intermediate cadetâs schemes. If I encounter an instructor-level assassin, Iâll be dead before I can even show them what Miss Quikantel gave me.â
He finally started to feel what kind of place he got into.
However, there were still many things he didnât know about. And if they remained unknown to him, Jinâwho had gone through so many conflictsâwould fall to the ground in despairâ¦
âI think thatâs him? Isnât it? Is it?â
Sitting upside down on the ceiling was a woman who had been watching Jin this entire time.
Even while Jin inspected the second floor, she stayed right on his tail. And the moment Jin sat on his bed, she took position on the ceiling.
The woman had been observing Jin while maintaining a half-step distance for about an hour.
âIs it him? Is it not? Is it? Err, should I just ask? â¦No. If it isnât him, I have to kill him. He definitely looks like him, thoughâ¦!â
Jin sighed and unsheathed Bradamante to clean it, and the woman smiled with glittering eyes.
Her name was Yona Runcandel.
The best Executioner of Nameless, Jinâs sister, and the instructor who opened the door.
âItâs Bradamante! It is the youngest! Wow! Nice to see you again!â
Unable to suppress her happiness, she clapped.
âClapping?!â
Jin instinctively stood and took a defensive stance. He simultaneously looked towards the source of the sound: the ceiling.
At that moment, Yona already repositioned herself behind Jin again.
âPhew. That was close.â
As if she were weightless, the bedding that she stood on didnât have a single wrinkle.
Jin quickly spun in place to analyze his surroundings, but like a shadow, Yona stuck right behind Jin.
âMy youngest brother, couldnât you just act like you didnât hear it?â
The current leader of Nameless didnât favor her for nothing. Yonaâs abilities were something that even the leader couldnât do.
âAm I hearing things? What was it? What the hell was it? Iâm sure I heard a clapping sound on the ceiling⦠Am I hearing things because Iâm so sensitive? I canât even use magic or spiritual energyâ¦!â
Contrary to Yona, Jin was going crazy. He had been dripping cold sweat for an hour, but he still couldnât identify what the sound was.
âIs it the instructor from before? No, even an instructor canât conceal themselves in this space.â
Ultimately, Jin concluded that he was hearing things. Otherwise, it would be an incomprehensible scenario.
âPhewâ¦â
He slumped back onto the bed but still couldnât let go of his alertness. He wouldnât be sleeping tonight.
âYouâll never be able to find me since you didnât open your Mindâs Eye, heehee. But thatâs incredible. How much have you grown since the last time I saw you?â
Yona knew Jin to be a 5-star. However, seeing him in person, his aura was at least 7-star. That was incredible enough, but she didnât forget that he prevented all attempts of murder on the first floor.
âIâm certain even Eldest Sister Luna couldnât do that at your age. Well, she would just take no damage from poison needles or daggers and just counterattack, but she would never prevent such attacks from happening.â
Proud of her brother, she wanted to give Jin a big hug. Yet, after debating on whether she should reveal herself and praise the youngest, Yona shook her head.
âThereâs so much I want to tell you, teehee. Letâs play a little more until the day you leave, shall we?â
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