Master Assassin, some terrible fellows.

This was Avant's knee-jerk reaction after seeing Jason's performance.

However, after a careful recollection, Avent couldn't help but have a question in his heart: Who is the Master Assassin?

There is not much memory of these people in his memory.

It's a similar name.

My memory...... Alas.

Avant sighed slightly, and at the same time, let down his guard.

He didn't complain any more, in fact, he was already glad that he was able to remember some key points.

As for the rest?

He believed he would remember it slowly.

Even if he can't remember, he won't have any regrets.

After all, he found his son.

Of course, this does not mean that Avant has let go of his hatred.

The Temple was still hated by Avant.

The hatred of killing his wife is not shared.

So, he had to do something.

Instinctively, he told him that the 'Temple' wasn't going to leave it at that.

"Not bad."

"Even more talented than I could have imagined, no wonder you're the last 'claw' - those guys are using you as a seed."

"When you take root and sprout, when you grow thoroughly, that's when the 'night owl' spreads its wings again."

Avant said, slowly drawing out the standard longsword that had been erased from the mark.

Then, just like that, he suddenly thrust his sword forward.

Whoosh, whoosh!

In a short distance, the long sword suddenly accelerated three times, and the sound of breaking through the air was like a sharp arrow.

"Thrusting, which is a technique I created myself based on the spear thrust of the barracks and the use of daggers of some assassin schools, can compensate for the shortcomings of the 'sharp' sword when you charge."

With that, Avant began to demonstrate again.

This time, the cover-up is very slow, and the explanation of the pass is even more detailed.

Then, Avant discovers that Jason's previous 'talent' is gone.

In Avante's opinion, Jason, who can learn [Concealment] at one time and become accustomed to his own situation, should also learn [Thrust] once.

But in fact, after three times in a row, Jason is still groping for the basic stage.

Is swordsmanship a bad thing?

Avant couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

Human beings are gifted differently.

In other respects, Jason is undoubtedly extremely good, but the swordsmanship is ...... It's really hard to put into words.

Even if you find the 'heart' that you insist on.

But that didn't change Jason's swordsmanship.

However, Avant doesn't think what Jason said before is wrong.

The kind of swordsmanship that insists on 'the heart' is naturally swordsmanship.

Moreover, as an elder, he will not hit a junior who has already gone out of his own way, he will only encourage Jason.

Make Jason stronger!

Therefore, after pointing out twice again, and after another detailed explanation, he said with a smile:

"You practice here."

"It's not far from an old friend's mansion, I'm going to see the old fellow."

With that, Avant waved at Esther, signaled his son to rest here, and then walked straight through the trees and along the road out of the city to the side.

Friends?

Jason, who was practicing, was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously looked at Esther.

There is no doubt that it should be Esther who said something.

But shouldn't this be a time when there are too many things to say and be more wrong?

It is only right to keep the words concise.

No!

That's for ordinary people, for Esther...... It's not too hard.

On the contrary, it all makes Avant believe in his identity even more.

Esther didn't notice Jason's eyes, and when he saw Avant leaving, after 'drawing his sword', Esther, who was weak and weak, stood up and watched his father leave.

Whether it is the eyes or the expression, it is completely what a son should have.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Jason's eyes twitched.

It's not just Avant who believes in his identity, but Esther who he does.

It's really a lie to yourself first and then to deceive others!

No, if you believe it...... Isn't all this real?

Jason thought about it, eventually shook his head and continued practicing.

All this was Esther's plan, and the plan had been successful, so he naturally had nothing to oppose it.

Avant, who had already walked to the road, seemed to have a sense of it, and turned his head to look at the clearing obscured by the trees.

'Juggernaut' Avante's perception instantly captured Aster.

Looking at his son's appearance, Avant couldn't help but smile.

A strong feeling of admiration is born from the bottom of my heart.

It feels ...... That's nice.

Avant took a soft breath and continued walking towards his remembered destination.

He's already made a mistake once.

I will never allow myself to make another mistake.

Even for the sake of their own son.

Thinking of this, Avant's pace began to speed up, and after a few breaths, Avant's whole person was as fast as a speeding car, and quickly disappeared on the main road of the highway, but entered a side road.

After a fairly smooth side road and a stretch of potholed dirt, Avant came to a manor.

The estate is not large, and there are no fountains, flower beds, or even courtyard walls.

It's just a cluster of buildings, and it looks like a village.

However, the building is quite neat.

Moreover, a team of heavily armed guards is even more conspicuous.

Avant didn't hide his figure, and he was discovered at the first time.

"Stop."

"This is private territory, no entry."

"Please leave."

The guard said with a serious face.

"Hmm."

"I want to see Io. Kate. ”

Avant nodded his head to indicate that he knew, and then continued.

The guard looked at the man in the cloak in amazement.

Io. Kate is a name that only belongs to their family, and only high-level personnel can know.

A name that has long since faded out of everyone's sight, but still controls the power of the entire family.

"Please wait."

The guard's vigilance was still there, but the words were much more polite.

As a sign of respect, the guard, who was clearly the leader of the team, was the first to speak, but stood in front of Avante, while a member of the team behind him picked up the communicator and ran towards the complex.

Avant could clearly hear the guard's request.

It was obvious that the other party was not qualified to take him in at all.

This was not a surprise to Avant.

He waited patiently.

About five minutes later, a butler-like figure walked out.

This is an old butler, although he tried to straighten his waist as much as possible, but still has a bit of rickets, but his eyes are still bright, and when he saw Avant wearing a hood, the old butler first saluted before asking, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"Dahl, do you still recognize me?"

With these words, Avant took off his hood.

The moment Avent took off his hood, the butler shuddered, his voice trembling with his body.

"Your Excellency, you're finally back!"

The old butler's eyes were red, and he was about to salute again, but was stopped by Avante.

"I'll be back."

Avante's voice choked slightly, obviously agitated.

"Please come with me."

"Mistress Kate has been waiting for you too long."

"He's always looking forward to your return."

As he spoke, the old butler turned to lead the way, for his steps became much lighter with the joy of his mood.

Led by the old butler, Avante entered the complex.

Looking at the backs of the old butler and Avante, the guards around him had a deep curiosity on their faces.

You know, this old butler, as the old man's henchman, has not been so excited for a long time.

Naturally, they have a lot of speculation about Avante's identity.

Curiosity, though, didn't discourage the guards.

On the contrary, they were getting more and more energetic.

It's experience.

Whenever things are related to that old man, it must not be easy.

Battles are even more commonplace.

Battles near the manor also occur occasionally.

Avante's perception made him feel the change clearly.

"Kate is still that cautious."

Avant couldn't help but sigh.

"Ever since you disappeared and your lords were killed in battle, Mistress Kate has been so cautious, the night is terrifying, but it is our refuge."

The old butler sang softly.

Then, an even louder voice rang out from the office at the end of the hallway.

"In the night, in the darkness, we are the guardians and the rulers!"

"We're keeping an eye on your travels. A dark peek into the city of Ngong City, hidden in a low-walled attic. He was with him at home, and he was also present in bed. Don't mention his name, and the claws will find your head. ”

With such a voice, an old figure appeared on the side of the corridor tremblingly.

It was an almost hunched old man, on crutches, with only one eye left, his hair had long been bald, and only a few long white hairs were left fluttering, and he was wearing a wide robe.

At this moment, the robe was shaking with the excited tremor of his body.

The luxurious fabric reflects the dazzling brilliance in the sun.

"The night is where you go on patrol."

"Under the moon is the time for you to spread your wings."

"...... caused by night owls"

Avant whispered, his steps quickening.

The old man quickened his pace, and when the two of them came to face each other, both of Avent and the old man's eyes were shining.

The old man in front of him was his comrade-in-arms.

It is the 'claw' NO.2 of the previous generation in the 'Night Stalker Court'.

The two were once the closest comrades-in-arms.

Right now?

It's still the same!

Avante's right hand grabbed Io. Kate's right hand, the two of them clasped each other tightly, and chanted in unison-

"At the time of the verdict!"

Reunion after more than ten years, reunion of old friends.

Ling Aiou. Kate, the imperial noble, couldn't hold back any longer.

He said with tears streaming down his eyes:

"Avante, welcome home."

……

And at this moment the youngest son of the Kate family, Mundy. Kate was answering the call from the Reich Prime Minister.

"I can assure you."

"Ang Cheng will always belong to the empire, there is no so-called 'hydra', and there will be no 'night owl court'."

"That's right!"

"Please rest assured!"

The mayor of Aung Cheng said loudly.

After repeated reassurances, Mundy. Kate hung up.

The middle-aged man frowned.

"What's going on with 'Hydra' and 'Night Stalker'?"

"How could there be such an organization in Ngong Thanh?"

"Whose bureau is it?"

"Could it be against the Kate family?"

He pondered, and at this moment, his phone rang again, and it was the old butler calling—

"Master Mundy, the master called you home for dinner."