Female Novel
Chapter 538
Chapter 538 Load Their Weapons
Jonathan walked right past the five and went straight to Xiara. “Are you okay?” he asked while pullingher to her feet. Xiara retrieved a tiny box of pills from her pocket and popped a black-colored pill intoher mouth.
Having recovered some of her strength after taking a few deep breaths, Xiara stared at Jonathan andasked with a conflicted look on her face, “What are you doing here?”
My friends whom I grew up with are trying to kill me, and the person who saves my life is the one I’msupposed to kill… Just how am I supposed to feel about this situation?
“Oh, I just like exercising early in the morning,” Jonathan replied while looking at the assassins he hadfrozen in place with his spiritual energy.
“I got a little confused when I overheard your conversation earlier. Are you really Xiara, who ranks ninthon the Heaven List?”
“I am.” Xiara picked up her dagger and stared at Agent 99 and the others as she continued, “And soare they. This is a secret of Heaven List. ‘Xiara’ is actually the codename of an organization.”
It was then Jonathan finally understood everything.
So, this is why Xiara told me she had killed over hundreds of targets despite only starting her career asan assassin three years ago. Those targets were no ordinary people, either. Each and every one ofthem held high positions in society. Some of them were so powerful that they could even affect thecountries in the west!
To assassinate people like that would require tons of preparation beforehand, perfect execution of theplan, and tons of luck. Xiara killed at least two per month and an average of thirty per year. There’s no
way she’d have the time to set up all those assassinations by herself. However, it would all make senseif Xiara is actually an organization instead of an individual. “So, should I call you ‘Xiara’ or ‘Agent 65’?”
“My name is Yasmin Zielinski,” Yasmin replied as she shoved the dagger into Agent 99’s heart.
“Are you planning on killing them all? We might be able to get some useful information out of them if wekeep them alive,” Jonathan said with a frown.
“It’s pointless to interrogate them. Like me, they’ve all had their sense of pain removed. On ParadiseIsland, we were put through all sorts of training to resist interrogation. These people have all beenbrainwashed to a point where they believe dying for Paradise Island is incredibly honorable,” Yasminexplained while stabbing at another assassin’s heart.
Jonathan fell speechless after hearing what Yasmin said.
Man, Xiara sure is cruel! These aren’t assassins! They’re clearly humanoid weapons! Thank goodnessthey aren’t that many in numbers, though. If what Yasmin said is true, then only a hundred out of thethree thousand members of Xiara have survived. Since they’re trained in the art of solo assassination,they are unable to make use of tactical formations and launch coordinated attacks like an army could.That fact alone makes them a lot less threatening.
Yasmin had killed four of the assassins, so Agent 98 was the only one remaining. “Xiara will come foryou, Agent 65,” Agent 98 said while glaring at Yasmin with an indifferent expression.
It was as though she didn’t care if she was about to be killed. Yasmin shot Agent 98 a glance andasked, “You’re a crazy extremist, so your heart is probably connected to a Termination Bomb. Am Iright?”
The look on Agent 98’s face changed instantly when she heard that.
“What? How did you know? I installed it after you left—”
Crack! Yasmin cut Agent 98 off by stabbing at her neck. As she pulled the dagger out, Agent 98’s bodywent limp and collapsed to the floor like a ragdoll. “You won’t get away with this, Agent 65! Xiara will killyou! You are a disgrace to Xiara—”
Crack! Yasmin silenced Agent 98 by stomping on her jaw, crushing it into pieces beneath her heel. Shethen picked Agent 98 up and carried her toward the observation deck.
“The Termination Bomb is capable of destroying most, if not all, life forms within a twenty-meter radiusupon detonation. The user’s heart is what activates the bomb. It’ll activate the detonation sequenceautomatically when it is unable to detect a heartbeat. It’s the last resort for assassins like us. After all,most people will choose to interrogate assassins for information after capturing them,” Yasminexplained while tossing Agent 98 down the observation deck.
A few seconds later, a powerful explosion tore through the mountains. Jonathan shuddered when heheard the blast. “Are all of you assassins this extreme?” he asked.
“We have no choice.” Yasmin glanced at Agent 99, who had died with his eyes open, as she continued,“I’ve made an enemy of Xiara when I attacked them earlier, so they’re all going to come after me now. Itlooks like you won’t be getting your money’s worth for the two hundred million, Jonathan.”
“Hey, you only attacked them because you wanted out of Xiara!” Jonathan said with a helpless chuckle.He then let out a sigh as he continued, “Yasmin, you should join Asura’s Office and do what you trulyfeel like doing.”
“I don’t feel like doing anything. I just want to live a peaceful life, that’s all.”
“Then a peaceful life you shall live,” Jonathan replied with a smile.
Yasmin froze when she heard that.novelbin
Me? Live a peaceful life? Do I really deserve something like that?
“I admire you, Jonathan. I got sick and tired of killing a long time ago, but there is no place in this worldfor an assassin like me. I wish someone would step forward and bring peace to this world. Do you thinkyou could be that someone, Jonathan?” Yasmin asked expectantly while staring at Jonathan from theside.
She wanted him to give her an affirmative answer, but Jonathan simply shook his head in response.
“I can’t even gain full control over Chanaea, let alone change the entire world.”
A look of disappointment flickered in Yasmin’s eyes.
“If you can’t do it, then… Is salvation even possible for this world?”
“Why are you stressing yourself out with all this overthinking? Look, the sun is rising!” Jonathan saidwith a chuckle.
Yasmin slowly turned around and saw the bright red sun slowly rising on the horizon and illuminatingthe land.
After having breakfast at about eight in the morning, Jonathan bade them farewell and took a helicopterto Jadeborough. From there, he boarded a private jet and flew straight for Summerbank.
Meanwhile, a convoy was making its way through the deserts of Mysonna.
In the jeep leading the convoy, a young man in a black military uniform reported to a middle-aged mansitting next to him, “Captain, this sandstorm in this area is too heavy. We’re unable to deploy ourdrones.”
The middle-aged man tossed his cigarette out of the car and yawned as he told the young man, “If ourdrones aren’t up in the air for real-time infrared monitoring before we reach the Northern CrimsonPrison, I will leave you in the middle of the desert.”
“Yes, sir!” the young man replied with fear in his eyes.
“How much longer until we get there?” the middle-aged man asked while looking at the grayish skiesoutside the window.
“According to the information from our GPS, we are currently fifty kilometers away. We should bearriving at Northern Crimson Prison in thirty minutes at most.”
“All right. Tell the boys to load their weapons and prepare for battle…”