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Ronan nodded. "Don't worry; his higher status as a Red Tower patron is gone. He has betrayed Red Tower as well, not just me."

"Oh? I didn't expect that; how do you know that? You work for Red Tower, too?" Klaus asked curiously, and Ronan started laughing.

"Hahaha, no way. We're mortal enemies; it's just that Johew was like me; he plays several sides, only he's been very brazen lately and can't go on living. Are you afraid? You ask a lot of questions." Ronan asked, almost mocking.

Klaus shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know that word, Mr. Ronan. It's just that..." He grabbed the documents and showed them to him.

"And my reward for the mission? I would be killing a powerful man who is in several organizations and whose wealth is staggering. I hope it's not a low reward." He smiled.

Ronan sighed. "Tsk, you're a good mercenary, Mr. Will." He grumbled but immediately pulled out another document and placed it on the table.

Klaus was surprised to read what was written there, and he couldn't help but grab it to take a closer look...

...

That night, Klaus did not work at Etherleaf.

For several nights now, a plan had been building in his mind. He had a mission that only he knew about, and he wanted everything to go right. However, there were several things he needed to be able to develop. For that, he needed a strong plan; that's why tonight, he took the opportunity to think about some things and to develop the plan in the best possible way.

But when he went to visit Ronan, the mission he gave him was not essentially difficult to complete, mainly because he knew that the man he was to assassinate was careless in many ways; assassinating him was a matter of one night, but the reward Ronan was giving him was simply ridiculous, though understandable.

'He wants to use me as a cover; that much is obvious, but...' Klaus grabbed the document once more and read it.

It was a blood oath, written and signed by Ronan, in which he pledged to transfer all of Johew's land, businesses, and enterprises to a firm belonging to Klaus.

That was an amount of money and power that Klaus could now only admire.

It would be foolish not to accept such a reward, but the problem is that to get it, he needs to kill Johew. So, if sometime later he comes out as the owner of all that, it would be revealing to whoever is after Johew that he was the one who killed him.

That's why it was a trap; Ronan wants to use him as a cover.

'But, he doesn't know my true identity. All this wealth will be tied to the Night Sorcerers, Will. If I move my cards right, this will be just what I need to uncover the truth behind Nithim Twice and other organizations, potential enemies in the future. Wealth of such magnitude can move masses, after all.'

As he thought carefully about what he should do, an idea popped into his mind, and he straightened up in his chair. He immediately looked at the plan document he was writing, and a more detailed plan covering more of what he wanted popped into his mind.

He immediately smiled and began to write. His planning slowly made sense, and he began to see the things he needed to do and would do.

The rest of his night went smoothly, and today, he decided to sleep a little longer than usual, as tomorrow would be the day Jasmine would come in the morning and go visit those scientists for the night.

The next morning, he got up early and trained for a while until, at 7 a.m., someone knocked on the door.

'Is she so early?' He thought, as the face of the beautiful lady he was waiting for flashed across his mind.

He was reading when the door rang, so without thinking, he got up to greet her.

He quickly opened the door and smiled, ready to greet her, but his smile stiffened when he saw the face on the other side.

"Carion?" he asked strangely.

Carion smiled. "Hahaha, sorry, that's not the beautiful woman we saw yesterday. I came as soon as I heard you lived here since I thought you'd be alone. It looks like I hit the mark. I want to go out for breakfast, my treat."

Klaus didn't react until a few minutes later. "Do you have a mission?" he asked, and Carion quickly shook his head.

"Haha, you think I would only come to see you if I had some mission? Come on, buddy, don't underestimate me. I'm just coming to buy you breakfast so you don't have to cook. I'll take you to the best restaurant in town." He said, smiling broadly as he showed his cell phone.

The cell phone was inside the bank's app, showing him that a large transfer had come.

"Hahaha, I got paid today."

His beaming smile forced Klaus to smile, unable to believe that that kind of thing also happened in this world. His manner reminded him of the past when he had a good friend who, despite knowing Klaus wasn't a good board at the time, still invited him to lunch every week.

Still, the memory was fleeting, so Klaus smiled at Carion.

"Tsk, mate, I already cooked, and I'm waiting for someone. Come in; we can eat here while I wait." He immediately stepped aside and invited him inside.

Carion sighed, but upon entering he was struck by the fine luxury of this place.

"Ever since I entered the neighborhood, I knew this place was amazing, and only rich people lived here, but this level of luxuries... I really didn't expect it, " he said in shock.

Every detail was very well kept and maintained, and the minimalist, extremely polished elegance made everything look so much better.

His home was quite a bit farther around in luxury than this apartment.

Klaus shook his head.

"It's only borrowed, so don't be too surprised. Whoever lent it to me seems to have amazing wealth." He replied, went to the kitchen, and served food for both of them. They started eating.
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"Who are you waiting for? It's not training today, but I went to look at the missions in Red Tower and found nothing interesting. Is it someone from Nithim Twice? Are any missions coming to you? I saw that they sent a new 'General' mission recently..." Carion spoke as he took good bites of his food.

It was mostly meat and vegetable salad, but it carried a different seasoning than he had tasted before, so Carion gobbled this down in amazement and quickly.

"No, it's not a mission. I'm waiting for Miss Jasmine."

"Huh?" Carion stopped eating and stared at him.

"That beautiful woman from yesterday? I remember her name was Jasmine... Come on, brother, I don't believe you. Did you manage to invite her to your house? She's a great beauty!" He exclaimed in disbelief.

Klaus shook his head helplessly, unwilling to answer the questions.

"Instead of that, what mission do you mean? Is there an important new mission from Nithim?" he asked curiously.

Carion didn't give Jasmine's matter any more thought because he believed it to be a lie. Instead, he pulled out a document with a photograph inscribed and a few words underneath.

"Look, the organization branded him a traitor and sent a message to most members to assassinate him, although the damage doesn't seem to be much since they didn't issue an exclusive mission for him, but I think it's amazing because this man is not easy to kill, mainly because to get to him, you have to do it through informants, and they are hard to get. You know who he is, don't you?"

Klaus frowned and grabbed the document. His eyes sparkled at the sight of it.

'Johew...'