Chapter 121.2
“Who are you?”
“If someone asked you who the assassin was, would you tell them your name? Well, I would tell you, though. I am Gilgan, the Guildmaster of the South Frontier Branch. I know what you look like, and I know what you can do. You must be the Ash Crowned Princess.”
[Gilgan] [Race: Human Male] [Rank 5]
[Magic: 184/200] [Strength: 402/410
[Total Combat Value: 1344 (during physical strengthening 1712)]
A rough-looking man of about forty in appearance, he laughed like a beast as he bared his fangs.
The fact that this man, who calls himself Gilgan, came directly to me suggested that both the guild and the aristocrat who commissioned him were serious about killing the Crown Prince.
When the Crown Prince’s face turned pale upon hearing that the other party was the guild master, Gilgan grinned wickedly at him, and I approached him to “buy time”.
“Why did you think I was ‘That One’?”
Gilgan looked at me with a puzzled look on his face.