Kyoya's body was only twenty years old. He himself was more than two hundred thanks to the time spent within the death god's castle, though. There was no way for this assassin to see through this, but it wasn't like he was wrong too.
There was also no teacher for Kyoya who would teach him about knives and he worked more on his instincts alone. It would be great to have a teacher, but Kyoya was rather in a hurry. He wanted to buy enough items for a fire adventure and prepare sufficiently…
However, the assassin spoke more.
"I want to pass The Assassin Craft to people worthy of it! For now, I have been using one of my precious treasures to scout for potential individuals throughout the nine ascended kingdoms."
"So you want a lot of disciples."
"Just four. You will be the last one if you accept."
"Then, could you exactly tell me what happened and how I got chosen?"
"I have to explain about my precious treasure then. Look at this, young man."
