Sirone stroked his neck and moved slowly.

�Gheuk, no, no, no.�

The man hanging upside down from the ceiling where Sirone had left opened his mouth.�It was Spartur Xenoger who was given the special mission to assassinate Sirone.

He was clinging to the ceiling with only ten fingers.

The spider mimicry ability gave the clan the power to overcome gravity.�

The villi growing on the fingertips and the strong adhesive oil leaking from the skin were supporting the body weight while causing a chemical reaction.

Of course, it was supported by the taijutsu honed through assassination training, so the lower body was supported only by the strength of the upper body.

Also, the oil leaking from the finger skin will volatilize within 20 seconds of stopping the leak, leaving no trace of his presence.

A near-perfect assassin.

Xenoger lowered his long tongue to the bottom of his chin and swallowed it back.

�It�s a pretty good prey.�for example����Like a mosquito.�

But that�s because Xenoger continues to shoot very fine living things at Sirone.

It is the basis of an assassin to observe the reaction of the prey and consider countermeasures.�You can kill whenever you want.�I�m just looking at the liver for a 100% success rate.

�Well, that�s right.�

Assassins are those who use circumstances rather than force.�That�s why it�s also a job group that spends an extremely large amount of time alone throughout its life.�It was customary to talk to myself because I had to make my own judgment and evaluation on everything.

Xenoger liked his job as an assassin.�It�s because it�s much higher-level than the Hitman who hits and misses on the fly.

Although her body has become so bizarre that it cannot blend into the human world, that is the height of functional beauty pursued by the assassin clan Spathur.

�A little more����Shall I drive him away?�

Xenoger caught up with his prey by moving along the wall with his ten fingers.�Then I pulled a cobweb from his ass and it came down my sirone�s back.

A thin thread clung to the ceiling, propelling Xenogger�s body forward.�Even a slight breeze would actually shake it, but perfect control was not difficult for the spider clan.

The back of Sirone�s head was in front of him.�It was at such a distance that his hair would shake when he exhaled.�The white nape of her neck, like fish flesh, made me want to bite it.

Xenoger pursed his lips and slowly placed his fingers on Sirone�s neck.

�Where should I feel some sensitivity?�

Xenoger�s fingers came close to touching the fluff.�It was a safe distance to say that it was almost reached.

Sirone turned her head away with a surprised expression.

But all I could see was the scenery of the underground passage.�Even the flickering patterns of the torches seemed to be the same.�

�What the hell is it?�

It was strange.�It might be that I�m sensitive today, but I kept feeling like something was hitting my nerves.

�There�s nothing wrong with making it clear.�

Sirone pretended to move slowly, then suddenly expanded her spirit zone. JrNovels.com