The witch thought I am a Demon God

The Old Witch picked up a candle and drew the Witch's Eye and the Inverted Hexagram on the chest of the assassin's corpse. Then, she recited several spells in front of the body. As the air around them grew colder, the head of the assassin, who was part of the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness, was immediately raised, his remaining left eye looked blank and vacant.

Demon Hunter Black Wolf watched with goosebumps. He realized that he had made a grave mistake.

"Who is calling my name? I... how am I alive again?" The assassin was close to going mad. He remembered dying painfully, but he was alive again now.

He tried to struggle wildly, but was completely bound by ropes.

The Old Witch said to Ivita, "Your Highness, he is a spirit I have summoned; thus, he cannot refuse my command. He will truthfully answer any question you ask."

"But only for the time it takes a candle to burn out."

"Because I forcibly brought him here, when the time is up, the spirit will leave this body."

They had to hurry.

Ivita looked at the panicked spirit of the assassin. "I ask you, did you say that if you failed to bring my head back, Jalen would come to kill me after eight months, is that true?"

"I...""I don't know." The spirit of the assassin was scared. He clearly didn't want to speak, yet he found that he had no control over his mouth. "Before I left, Prince Jalen did indeed say that. But I don't know if he would execute this plan."

"You cursed witches and sorcerers, you will all go to hell!!"

The assassin closed his mouth and watched Ivita cautiously, fearing that she would ask any more inconvenient questions.

This time, he was genuinely afraid.

Ivita thought for a moment. "Then, apart from Jalen, who else would try to kill me?"

Black Wolf and Rayli realized that throughout the whole event, the assassin only mentioned Jalen would try to kill Ivita; however, that didn't mean there were no others who would try to kill Ivita.

Both of them admired Ivita's comprehensive considerations.

The spirit of the assassin struggled, "Yes, there are others who will try to kill you, the demon. They are stronger assassins, official assassins; the great assassins of the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness!"

"It is..."

He tried hard not to speak, but couldn't resist the magic. "It's Basang, a powerful assassin from the Alsace Kingdom branch of the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness."

"If I fail, to prevent damage to the reputation of the Alsace Kingdom branch of the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness, he personally will come and take your life."

"The organization has its ways of judging members' life or death; when I die, it is his moment to move."

The Old Witch and Black Wolf exchanged a glance.

Black Wolf felt that there was great trouble looming. "I have heard of this man; they say he kills in broad daylight, attracting everyone's attention."

"Even though he is a second-class professional official assassin, many third-class professionals have suffered due to their carelessness."

"He is a difficult man to deal with."

"We can't always be on guard."

Ivita continued to question the spirit of the assassin, "How many operatives are there in the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness?"

"And why do they want to hurt me?"

The spirit of the assassin was forced to answer, "There are our people in many kingdoms. I don't know the exact details. But the Brotherhood has its principles: everything is unreal, only money is paramount."

"We are always neutral."

"It's just that the King of Alsace paid us. But if we fail, it would tarnish the reputation of our branch, so Basang would take action against you."

"If Basang still can't handle you, the Brotherhood will give up on the target and tell the client that the mission has failed."

Ivita continued to ask, "What is the organizational structure of the Small Brotherhood?"

"The..." The spirit of the assassin tried to bite off his tongue, but he couldn't do that. "Each official assassin leads a team, and Basang is my team leader. Each team has about 7 to 8 people. Above the team leader is the great team leader. I don't know what's above the great team leader, that pertains to the headquarters."

"We are merely peripheral people of the Small Brotherhood."

Ivita glanced at the half-burned candle and asked, "Why are the assassins of the Small Brotherhood seemingly willing to die?"

"For death will return to the master's embrace." The undead assassin's eyes were fanatic.

Ivita had a thought. "Do you believe in the God of All Things from The Church?"

"No belief." The undead assassin's eyes were rabidly fanatic. "The power of an assassin comes from truth, by repeating this truth, our strength rises. The reason to speak of the master is merely to disguise our faith, to prevent The Church from realizing that the Little Brotherhood consists of heretics."

"Our faith is..."

Suddenly, the candle held by the witch burned out at a surprising speed.

Black Wolf hurriedly reminded everyone. "Quick, look at our shadows!"

Ivita lowered his head to look, and found that their shadows on the ground were swiftly converging towards the assassin.

The shadows of Black Wolf, Rayli, and the bunny girl who worked for Rayli on the first floor, were all converging at the wooden board in front of the assassin.

Originally, Ivita's shadow also had a tendency to detach from him and drift over.

But for some unknown reason, his shadow seemed to be stuck firmly, and eventually returned to normal.

As for the Old Witch, upon discovering that her shadow had separated from her, she immediately bent over, grabbed her shadow, then stepped on it with her foot to prevent the shadow from leaving her.

The shadows of the three of them converged, merged with each other, and then the shadow unexpectedly rose from the wooden board.

The shadow transformed into a skeleton head clad in a black robe, holding a large black scythe in its hand.

This floating skeleton turned around, looked at Ivita with some surprise, because it didn't expect Ivita's shadow to remain unaffected.

As for the Great Witch?

It's not so easy to move the Great Witch's shadow.

Ivita was puzzled. "Asking them about their faith seems to be a sensitive issue. But what is this thing?"

Black Wolf and Rayli gripped their swords tightly.

The Great Witch hurriedly stopped them. "Don't worry, this is the brotherhood's confidentiality measure. When a member of the Brotherhood speaks the organization's secrets, the Reaper appears."

"The Reaper is a fourth-level strength, but of course, this is just a death curse he imposes on the Brotherhood members with a trigger condition."

"This is not his main body."

"We are not the cursed ones, he can't harm us at all, even an uncursed ordinary person can annihilate him."

The Reaper turned around, raised his scythe, brought it down and removed the head of the undead assassin's head.

Then, it disappeared before their eyes.

The Old Witch looked strange. "Not only his head was chopped off, but also his soul. The Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness... intends to disperse the betrayer's soul, leaving no chance to go to the Afterlife World."

"So cruel."

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with us." Ivita sighed with relief, and at the same time became more curious about this world full of unpredictable tactics.

"How about hiring an assassin from the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness to kill the Wild Boar Knight?"

The Old Witch was excited. "Good idea."

Seeing the death of a sworn enemy is indeed a very good thing.

Black Wolf reminded Ivita, "It's indeed a good idea, but the problem is, we can't afford it!"

Ivita nodded. "True."

"Let's make money first."

"Hearthstone Witch, go upstairs to get Dragon Flame and materials, Rayli, you clean up your assets."

"We need to get ready to leave."

Old Witch immediately rushed upstairs, she had been itching to go for a long time.