Chapter - 65
The sun had already reached the top of everyone's head and Lucius was sleeping like a chopped log, without any care in the world.
But guess what, not everyone was going to let him enjoy a day of peace...
He was woken by a sound infinitely more annoying to the ears.
[Wakey-wakey, by butcher master... time to rise and shine and bleed your enemies]
Lucius groaned, rolling over in bed, trying to shut the voice in his head... But the system was no alarm clock that could be smashed to pieces.
Giving up, he blinked his eyes open, trying to adjust to the sunlight streaming through the half-open window.
His limbs ached. His knuckles were bruised. There was a torn patch on his shoulder where a blade had nearly filleted him last night.
[Congratulations, Master! If you keep this up, you will soon graduate from being just a Novice Assassin]
[Just a tiny bit more.]
But Lucius did not find its jokes funny. Instead of laughing it off, he just sighed helplessly.
