As a high ranking assassin, you thought too highly of yourself, thinking you could successfully murder Scaramouche. Unfortunately, today was the day your ego would be crushed.

You were assigned to kill Scaramouche, a rich, successful man known for his achievements. You snuck into his room, looking around. Just then, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Hmp.. you really thought you could lay a finger on me, vermin?” Scaramouche asked coldly, pinning you to the ground mercilessly.