Translator: Noodletown Translations  Editor: Noodletown Translations

“These a.s.sa.s.sins…?!” Watching these scenes, Elven had a vague feeling that they could accept a.s.sa.s.sins among them, just not the ones who were filthy and despicable as described in the rumors.

They couldn't accept the unruly a.s.sa.s.sins who were always related to deaths and all kinds of filthy business.

In the tavern, Elina suddenly covered her mouth as disbelief appeared in her eyes.

She stared at the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection without blinking.

Only real a.s.sa.s.sins could understand this feeling.

“Rise, a.s.sa.s.sins!” The a.s.sa.s.sin on the screen was standing on a high mountain peak while looking into the distant snowy scenery.

“If you value life and freedom, then follow our call and battle in this chaotic age with us!” The eagle flew to the distance, leaving behind a long and piercing roar that resonated in the high sky!

At this moment, the a.s.sa.s.sins who happened to watch the trailer in the tavern stood up subconsciously with clenched fists.

“Oh! It's awesome!” Even the elves looked stunned. After all, life and freedom were the things that they valued the most!

At this moment, the music became loud and pa.s.sionate. The white-robed a.s.sa.s.sins moved with leisurely elegance while their enemies fell one by one under their excellent combat techniques and killing skills.

“Never give up.”

“Work together!”

The a.s.sa.s.sins on the screen all unsheathed their hidden blades.

“Everyone's equal before hidden blades!”

“Oh! Brothers, do you see this?” Having grown up in a slum, the a.s.sa.s.sin called Harrison had also partic.i.p.ated in the previous a.s.sa.s.sination.

Clearly, they had failed, failed miserably.

For a while, Harrison felt like he was indeed as lowly and despicable as the mice that people described them as.

He felt weak and powerless, yet he always dreamed about doing the impossible.

Once, he had been lost in the darkness.

But after watching this Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, he felt a fire beginning to burn inside him all of a sudden.

He had never imagined that a.s.sa.s.sins could look so glorious!

At this moment, they felt like shouting.

Meanwhile, Elven, the Commander of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion, wondered, Oh. If every a.s.sa.s.sin was this self-disciplined, how much more trouble would we have?!

The freedom-loving elves looked as if they were in a daze.

They had seen an emotion that they had never thought that an a.s.sa.s.sin could possess. It wasn't humbleness or lowliness but pride for being an a.s.sa.s.sin!

They had never imagined that a.s.sa.s.sins could have such an emotion.

Meanwhile, the freedom-loving elves couldn't help but feel proud for these a.s.sa.s.sins, especially when they saw the a.s.sa.s.sins leaping down tall buildings like birds.

The things that these a.s.sa.s.sins pursued were the same things that the elves loved.

Sala even had the urge to join these a.s.sa.s.sins.

“Unbelievable…!

“After this a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed is released, I must try it!” She vowed silently with clenched hands.

“Where's this small shop?!” Long after the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection had ended, Elina snapped back to reality.

In fact, she was worried that her interest in the game would expose her ident.i.ty.

At this moment, she found that almost all the mercenaries and mages in the tavern had stood up, and they asked, “Is this a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed? Are these people a.s.sa.s.sins?”

This visual projection might be a prank, but they didn't care to find out who did it right now.

In fact, most of them had never seen a.s.sa.s.sins before. In their mind, a.s.sa.s.sins were despicable. But now, this image changed drastically in their minds.

In the past, a.s.sa.s.sins represented filthy mice in their minds. But now, the a.s.sa.s.sins were elegant, mysterious, and highly skillful with combat techniques… the a.s.sa.s.sins were like pure white eagles!

“I want to try a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed. Tell me where I can try it!” a short and lean mercenary said eagerly.

In his team, he was a scout. He believed that this mystical realm would greatly benefit him.

“Please tell me too!” A mage stood up. Then, he saw many people glancing at him, wondering why a mage wanted to try this mystical realm.

“Of course, I'm not an a.s.sa.s.sin.” He scratched his head in embarra.s.sment. “I just want to know what these people are really like.”

“Me too!”

“Count me in!”

Driven by curiosity and the interest of their peers, many people decided to follow the trend.

“…”

Elina and the other a.s.sa.s.sins in the tavern were dumbfounded by the scene.

It was a scene that they had never seen before. In the past, they would leave immediately when so many people stood up since it only meant that they were in trouble.

But now, to their astonishment, so many people were willing to learn about a.s.sa.s.sins.

Mercenary Crete and his companions who started all this was shocked. They were surprised that the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection of the trailer of a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed caused such an uproar.

“Oh! So many people…” Crete suddenly exclaimed. “Hurry back to the shop! Otherwise, there won't be seats left for us!”

– Inside Origins Internet Café –

Mr. Fang was playing Resident Evil on the computer that was close to the counter.

The business was moderate in the shop. There were a few customers and not many.

Suddenly, a large group of people swarmed in.

“Shop owner? Where's the shop owner?”

Mr. Fang saw a red-haired girl rus.h.i.+ng over with red eyes before slamming her hand on the counter. “Tell me where the shop owner is!”

“I'm here, I'm here.” Mr. Fang exited the game and walked to the counter. “You guys want to get online?”

“I want to try that a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed!”

“I want to try a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed too!”

“So do I!”

“Me too!”

At this moment, everyone was staring at Mr. Fang expectantly.

Mr. Fang waved his hand and said, “a.s.sa.s.sin's Creed isn't released yet.”

“…”

“When will it be released?” Elina looked frantic as if she wanted to grab Mr. Fang and force him to release the game.

“This… maybe this year.” After all, Mr. Fang couldn't recognize the a.s.sa.s.sin even if they stood before him.

“This year?!”

“Maybe?!”

“What did you say?!”

Their voices were louder than the next.

At this moment, even the peace-loving Elf Girl Sala had the urge to rush over and strangle the shop owner.