Chapter 8: The Silver-haired Assassin (1)
“This isn’t something I’m supposed to do.” Uriel frowned when he read what he had to do on the document he was handed yesterday and messed up his hair, causing his rare, bright silver hair to slip between his fingers.
Saphiro mainly had him do two types of work. One was to sneak into the enemy base and steal secret information for the Liepherr family’s benefit, and the other was something much more important. He had to get rid of the other groups of assassins, in other words, Saphiro’s competitors, without the Liepherr family’s knowledge.
