Surviving As The Villainess's Attendant

That small revelation changed everything.

The image I had of him—a flashy, smooth-talking rogue—now had sharper edges. Deadlier ones.

This wasn’t just a thief offering me a new path.

It was a former killer offering me his legacy.

And that was something... much more dangerous.

I met his gaze.

And for the first time, I wasn’t sure what my answer should be.

But I know for sure, If I declined his offer it would be big loss for me.

So with smrik on my face, I said "Sure it’s too good offer to decline. I’ll empty tresure of noble while at same time I will have deadly assassination technique in my arsenal."

"Wise choice."

His scar followed the curve of his eye as he smiled—a slow, dangerous grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes.