The assassins who banded together at the roof to hunt down Cesar had their attention solely directed to him.
Instead of feeling fear upon seeing stacks of assassins ready to pounce on him, Cesar didn't look very worried. He was relaxed, composed, and mostly smiling as if the situation didn't faze him at all.
"You find this funny, Sparrow?"
Cesar directed his attention to the voice that continued blabbering his mouth from the start. Observing the individual standing, he waved his hand and called out.
"Well, well, well. Aren't you the one they called Aspirer? You are a young and very strong leader, I suppose. Isn't that right, Rei?"
Hearing those words coming from Cesar's mouth, the assassin, Rei, who had the title Aspirer frowned as he chuckled.
"You know me?"
"I guess?"
