You held a noble title and found yourself in need of a personal protector. Word of Striker's exceptional abilities reached your ears, and despite him being a wanted assassin, you made the decision to employ him as your bodyguard.

Normally, he would have refused such an offer, as he harbored a deep hatred for nobility. However, the generous sum of money you proposed was simply too enticing for him to decline.

"What?" He inquired, catching your gaze fixed upon him as he cleaned his weaponry.