# Chapter 19: The King of Killers
Sissey looked at Linley with a puzzled expression: "What? Isn't that little girl from the Ryan family your fiancée?"
"Fiancée?" Linley was left speechless.
Seeing Linley's reaction, Sissey seemed to realize something and couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, interesting, very interesting. Master Linley, let me tell you, that little Delia from the Ryan family has really put a lot of thought into you. She spent effort and money to auction off your 'Awakening' stone sculpture."
Linley looked at Sissey with confusion: "Mr. Sissey, can you tell me? Where did this news come from that Delia is my fiancée and that she and I are getting married?"
Sissey stroked his little mustache, looking quite pleased with himself: "Can't say, can't say."
But in his heart, Sissey couldn't help recalling the contents of the note Delia had sent to him through someone. He thought to himself: "For a girl to have the courage to do this, she must truly care about Linley. Better not say anything, so as not to embarrass that little girl Delia."
Sissey understood that if he spread the word about a girl saying such things about herself, it would be morally questionable. And he, Sissey... was a man of great moral character.
Linley set aside his doubts. Sissey calling Delia his fiancée was a minor matter. The real issue was that this old monster who had lived for six thousand years had come to see him.
"Mr. Sissey, holding the token of the Radiant Church and coming to see me—are you perhaps a member of the Church?" Linley deliberately probed.
Sissey sat down casually and shook his head: "The Radiant Church? Don't lump me together with them."
"Then this token?" Linley looked at Sissey with confusion.
Sissey said casually: "Oh, I killed a Red Cardinal a while back and knew this token might be useful. So I took it from him. I take it out and use it from time to time, and I have to say, this token works quite well."
"Killed a Red Cardinal and took the token?" Linley's heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This Sissey was truly a super fierce character.
Delinkwo's voice sounded in Linley's mind: "Linley, back when I was alive, Sissey had already entered the Saint Domain. The Radiant Church was still quite ordinary back then. Over five thousand years, Sissey's strength must have reached an extremely terrifying level. But killing a Red Cardinal wouldn't make the Radiant Church want to offend him."
"After all... Sissey is a Saint Domain expert skilled in assassination. Such a Saint Domain expert is far more terrifying than ordinary Saint Domain experts. And when this assassination expert reaches the peak of the Saint Domain, he becomes even more frightening."
Hearing Delinkwo's words, Linley understood.
He remembered the assassin who had lurked and attacked him in the Warcraft Mountains. Linley knew well that even though both were Level 6 experts, a Level 6 warrior skilled in assassination was far more terrifying than an ordinary Level 6 warrior.
Because assassins were good at 'lurking' and 'one-hit kills.' Moreover, assassins didn't care about saving face.
But ordinary Saint Domain experts cared a great deal about their reputation.
A Saint Domain peak expert who didn't care about face, and was also an assassin—his deterrent power was simply terrifying.
"This is also why Sissey got this token and the Radiant Church never asked for it back. This is also why Sissey dares to live openly in Fenlai City, this 'Holy City,'" Delinkwo said with a sigh. "This Sissey really does live a carefree life."
Hearing Delinkwo say this, Linley couldn't help but feel some admiration for Sissey.
"What, scared?" Sissey saw Linley's silence and smiled at him. "Don't worry, that was a long time ago. I haven't killed anyone for quite a while now."
Quite a while? How long exactly? Thinking that the person before him was a six-thousand-year-old monster, Linley had no idea.
"Nothing, I'm just amazed at how powerful you are, Mr. Sissey—able to kill a Red Cardinal and still live openly in the Holy City," Linley said with a smile.
Sissey's eyes lit up. He patted Linley on the shoulder and nodded: "Not bad, not bad. As expected of a master sculptor, your mental fortitude is far above ordinary people. Knowing my strength, you're not even afraid."
"Master Linley, the reason I came this time is that I have a favor to ask of you," Sissey said sincerely, looking at Linley.
Linley immediately replied: "Mr. Sissey, please speak. If it's within my ability, I will certainly help."
But Sissey put on a serious face and said: "Master Linley, I, Sissey, have never liked owing people favors. If I ask you to do something, I will naturally do something for you in return."
Linley's heart leaped with joy.
A favor from a Saint Domain assassin who had been at that level for over five thousand years—that was priceless. At this moment, an idea flashed through Linley's mind—Clay!
Lately, Linley had been agonizing over how to kill Clay, or how to capture him for interrogation. He had to know about his mother's whereabouts. But Clay was far stronger than Linley, both in personal strength and in the forces under his command. Linley had no way to deal with him.
But now Linley had a way.
"If I could ask this Sissey to go and capture Clay, it shouldn't be too difficult, right?" Linley's heart began to race. The problem that had been troubling him for so long seemed like it could finally be solved.
"Mr. Sissey, please go ahead and tell me what you need," Linley said solemnly.
Sissey then said generously: "Alright, I'll go first then."
Sissey stroked his little mustache, as if chatting with a good friend: "I don't have many hobbies. Women are one hobby, and killing used to be another. But when I got tired of killing, I fell in love with art, and naturally, I became obsessed with the most noble of arts—'stone sculpture art.' Master Linley... last time, I didn't manage to auction off your 'Awakening' stone sculpture, and I've been regretting it ever since. I couldn't even sleep well. After thinking it over, I decided to visit you in person."
"Mr. Sissey, what do you mean?" Linley frowned.
The stone sculpture 'Awakening' had already been auctioned off, purchased by Delia.
"I would like to ask Master Linley to carve a stone sculpture for me," Sissey said, looking at Linley expectantly.
"That's simple," Linley quickly agreed. He practiced stone carving every day anyway; carving one for Sissey on the side would be very easy.
"But I have some additional conditions for this stone sculpture," Sissey stood up, looking a bit embarrassed.
Embarrassed!
Yes, this six-thousand-year-old monster actually seemed a bit embarrassed.
"Mr. Sissey, please go ahead," Linley said curiously.
Sissey grinned: "Master Linley, I was wondering if you could use me as the model for the stone sculpture, and capture my unique essence."
"Use Mr. Sissey as the model? Capture your unique essence?" Linley was taken aback.
Seeing Linley's expression, Sissey quickly asked: "What, is it too difficult?"
"No, it's not that," Linley shook his head and frowned. "Using you as a model is simple. I just need to look at you once, remember your appearance, and I can carve it. But capturing your essence is more troublesome. Because a person has different essences at different times—when angry, when happy, when sad, when grieving, when indignant..."
Sissey immediately laughed: "That's simple. My unique essence is... when I'm at my most manly and charming."
"Most manly and charming?" Linley looked at Sissey with confusion. "And when do you think you're at your most manly and charming, Mr. Sissey?"
Linley wondered if this six-thousand-year-old pervert might have some mental issues.
Sissey said confidently: "I believe the time when I'm at my most charming is when I'm killing!
My nickname 'King of Killers' isn't just for show."
The King of Killers 'Sissey'!
This was a terrifying name on the Yulan continent. Neither the four empires nor the two alliances wanted to offend this man. Among the four major assassin organizations, if they were to name the most supreme figure, it would undoubtedly be the King of Killers 'Sissey,' who had roamed the Yulan continent for over five thousand years.
A Saint Domain peak expert, and one most skilled in assassination! His assassination methods were so numerous and complex that they had reached the pinnacle of artistry. Those who had been taught by 'Sissey' even said that his killing was a form of art.
The strongest assassin, the King of Killers!
Although there were several Saint Domain peak experts on the Yulan continent—like the Radiant Pope, the Dark Pope, Lord Fallen Leaf of the Radiant Church, and some peak experts from the four empires—none of them were not extremely wary of the King of Killers 'Sissey.'
Because when it came to assassination techniques, no one could match Sissey.
A Saint Domain peak expert who was the 'King of Killers'—his deterrent power was simply too terrifying. Even the four empires and two alliances followed the creed of 'avoid offending him if possible,' let alone the great families of the Yulan continent.
At the auction, the two Red Cardinals Gilmore and Lampson had originally planned to bid a high price to do Linley a favor. But when they saw Sissey bid, they were too scared to continue. Even the old servant 'Hugh' of the Ryan family was terrified when he saw the 'King of Killers' Sissey. It was only after Delia wrote a note and got Sissey's agreement that she dared to continue bidding.
The deterrent power of the King of Killers 'Sissey' was evident.
He had obtained a Red Cardinal's token, and the Radiant Church had never asked for it back for so many years, allowing Sissey to use it to 'borrow authority' without saying a word. This was their way of showing goodwill toward 'Sissey.' As for the Red Cardinal Sissey had killed, he could only be considered as having died in vain.
"Killing?" Linley shook his head. "Mr. Sissey, I've never seen you kill anyone, so how would I know what you look like when you're killing?"
At this point, Linley still knew very few names of Saint Domain experts on the Yulan continent. He didn't even know the famous name of the King of Killers 'Sissey.'
"That's simple. I'll show you right here what killing looks like. Watch carefully," Sissey said, his aura immediately changing.
"Stop," Linley shouted in alarm. "Mr. Sissey, don't kill anyone here."
"Who said I was going to kill anyone? I'm just going to demonstrate the feeling of killing," Sissey said, giving Linley an annoyed look.
Linley smiled awkwardly.
He was just too wary of this King of Killers 'Sissey.' When he heard Sissey was going to demonstrate killing, he instinctively tried to stop him.
"Watch closely. Let's pretend my target is that vase ahead," Sissey said calmly.
Sissey's aura completely changed, becoming flat. In the blink of an eye, his previously lazy demeanor was gone. He became completely devoid of any presence, any aura, any expression.
Cold, indifferent.
Linley's eyes didn't even see anything—he just felt a tremor in the air, and then the vase, right before his eyes, disintegrated inch by inch into nothingness.
Yes, clearly, inch by inch into nothingness!
This visual effect completely stunned Linley.
"So this is the King of Killers?" Linley's mind was completely captured by this moment. When he acted, Sissey's emotions didn't change at all. At this moment, Sissey seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. He coldly looked down on everything, as if life before him was nothing more than straw.
Killing was as simple as cutting grass.
But Linley had a feeling that when he acted, Sissey's attention was completely focused on the vase.
As if at that moment, only the vase existed in the world.
That strange feeling made Linley feel like he was going to vomit blood.
"Did you see that?" Sissey suddenly became casual again, sitting down carelessly and crossing his legs as he looked at Linley. "Well, isn't that when I'm at my most manly and charming? I've used this move to win over quite a few women's hearts, you know."