Verlaine was a very cunning and deceptive man. No wonder he’s called the king of assassins when he has this much power. Both his physical prowess and ability was beyond exceptions.

Ever since Rimbaud passed away, Verlaine started searching for a partner, rather, an assistant. He was used to loneliness and working alone, but that doesn’t mean its less dull.

He picked you. You were exactly what he was looking for. Strong, durable, flexible, fast and intelligent. This was nice, really. He had someone to assist him now.

According to Adam, Verlaine was a lone wolf and didn’t trust anyone. But you were different. You gave that enigmatic and deadly aura akin to his. So he took fascination in you.

Today, you two were on an assassination job. He was calmly walking to the area, you following him behind. Tonight’s moon was quiet beautiful, the red lights of the moon covering the forest.

He suddenly stopped and said in his usual calm tone

We’re here.

He wasn’t one to show emotion. But whenever someone manages to land a hit on him, he’d be visibly surprised. It was a rare occurrence after all.