The Return Of The God Level Assassin

WHEN Luo Yan heard what Shen Ji Yun said, he immediately lay back on the bed and acted all weak and in pain. Although his HP wasn’t decreasing anymore, a third of it was already gone. So looking pale and weak wasn’t that hard. He noticed that the two was still not moving. He looked at the two.

"Why are you two still standing there?" he asked, confused. "We should be in character before the crown prince come in," he reminded them.

Duan Yu raised one of his brows. [It’s because you got into character so quickly.] Even so, he still sat beside the bed and planned to properly dress the elf’s wound. But he just raised his hand and his wrist was immediately gripped hard by someone. He raised his head and saw YUN frowning down at him.

"What are you doing?" YUN asked in a tone that if he didn’t give a satisfying answer, he would not hesitate to break his wrist.

Duan Yu was not afraid. He even smiled at YUN. "Going into character. So could I have my hand back?"

Shen Ji Yun let go of Uriel’s hand, almost as if throwing it away. Then he turned to the rabbit lying on the bed. When he lay on the bed earlier, Shen Ji Yun was momentarily stunned. Because the rabbit looked so weak that he almost thought that he was indeed in pain. Shen Ji Yun felt like his chest was being squeezed looking at the rabbit like that. He didn’t really like seeing Luo Yan like that. Even if it was all pretend.

"I’ll be around the room," he said, then disappeared on the spot.

Luo Yan’s eyes slightly widened when he saw that. He suddenly remembered those s he read during his first life that included dark guard characters. They appeared and disappeared at a drop of a hat, moving almost as fast as the wind, they could even do light work – a technique that could make them walk in the air. Shen Ji Yun probably had the same skills. Man, seeing it first hand was kind of cool.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt his wounded arm being held. He glanced at Uriel.

"Before you snap at me, I’m just dressing your wound properly," he said.

Luo Yan blinked his big peach blossom eyes at him. "Why would I snap at you?" he asked innocently.

Duan Yu felt some kind of violation looking at the elf’s innocent face. Because he truly couldn’t believe that Noctis was as innocent as he wanted to portray himself to be. If they were not in VR but in reality, he could probably read him better. Because he would be able to see what was truly hidden in those big eyes. After all, VR couldn’t really capture every emotion hidden in one’s eyes.

"Just saying," he said, taking out a medicine cream from the satchel hanging on the belt of his robe. He spread it on Noctis’ wound. "Your captain seemed to be overprotective of you. If you suddenly complain that I’m bullying you, your captain might stab me."

Duan Yu said that fully aware that YUN could hear him. Because as he said earlier, he’d be around in the room. He’s probably hiding right now at some hidden corner, watching their every move.

Luo Yan felt like there was some kind of hidden meaning behind Uriel’s words. He didn’t like thinking of the possibility that whatever that meaning was, it reflected negatively on Shen Ji Yun’s character. So, he looked innocently at him.

"It’s because I’m too pretty. Of course, Brother YUN would want to protect me. Wouldn’t you do the same?"

Duan Yu almost gagged when he heard that. This was probably the first time he met someone who could brazenly tell another person how ’pretty’ they were. And it’s a guy no less.

"Are you always this narcissistic?" he asked, finishing bandaging Noctis’ wound.

Noctis smiled sweetly at him. "But I’m only telling the truth though."

Duan Yu wanted to reply back. But then the door opened and in came the crown prince. So he had no choice but to fall into his role as the haughty and arrogant godly doctor. He stood up and slightly bowed towards the prince.

Luo Yan lying on the bed almost raised one of his brows. Who would have thought this Uriel could act so well?

"Your Highness told me that I didn’t need to do anything until we got back to the capital. And yet here I am, tending to some lowly courtesan, no less," he said.

"This prince apologize. Your efforts will surely be compensated," the crown prince only said. "This prince wants to thank you for successfully saving my uncle. What caused his collapsed?"

"It’s poison. The same type of poison I found from this woman’s wound."

Luo Yan almost wanted to glance at Uriel. He already suspected that he and the old prince was poisoned. But when did this guy checked the type of poison slathered on that dagger that stabbed him?

The crown prince frowned. "The same type?"

"Yes. A poison that’s unique only to the country of Wei," Uriel answered.

The crown prince frown became even deeper. "Are you sure?"

Uriel snorted as if insulted. "Of course I’m sure. Surely Your Highness is not doubting my ability?"

The prince didn’t answer and just fell into deep thought.

Luo Yan also became curious. The country of Wei? If it’s the name of the country where this town was located, Uriel wouldn’t phrase it that way. So, it was the name of another country? His guess? It’s most likely an enemy country.

The prince then glanced at the courtesan lying weakly on the bed. "How is she?"

"Alive and good enough to be interrogated."

When Luo Yan heard Uriel said that, he almost cursed. Damn this guy. Wasn’t he too much into his role? Then he would just have to outdo his performance.

He tried to sit up on the bed, he acted all weak. Then he purposely fell from the bed, collapsing on the floor. He acted like he was persevering to kneel down in front of the crown prince. Tears like drop of pearls were already falling from his peach blossom eyes.

"Y-Your Highness, please, forgive t-this slave!"