For the young man, the name was just a sign.
His parents were already dead when he was two.
Therefore, when he was born into the world, he had no idea what his first name was.
Later he entered the orphanage and was assigned the name Zenon.
The name lasted only about three years.
Expecting the motor nerves, the speed of his head rotation, and, most importantly, the lack of access, the boy was taken over by a nobleman.
Number 168. The next given was nothing but a name, just a number.
"You will not live as a person anymore; it will be used as an obedient doll like Dean Lark."
The man who came to pick up 168 from the orphanage said so.
Nothing the man was saying was wrong.
The everyday life after being taken to a remote facility was certainly not for people.
From morning till night, you'll be immersed in combat skills, and when it's over, you'll have time to pack your knowledge to survive the world.
A tasteless meal just for energy.
Toilet for a fixed time. Bath once a week.
Sleepless sleep that doesn't know when training begins.
There was an environment in which to train squads for nobles.
Anyone brought to the facility at the same time died.
Number 165 died of a cold due to dehydration.
No. 166 suffered injuries during training and was found cold the next day.
Number 167 was killed 50 seconds behind the assembly.
Nos. 169 and 170 died hanging off in front of everyone in an attempt to escape from the facility.
For No. 168, the death of a fellow sleeper wasn't enough to be sentimental.
The shoelace has been unraveled. That's about it.
No, maybe less.
Once the shoelaces are unwound, they must be tied.
Where the mate died, the daily routine of polishing combat skills did not change anything.
He was probably more dexterous than people.
He had the talent to be dexterous and was able to survive to the end.
Because he was dexterous, he was able to survive harsh battle training.
An enormous amount of knowledge was able to strike into my head.
I was able to endure a restless environment.
He was able to fulfill obediently given orders without questioning the death of his companion.
Some were better at 168 than others, while others were clear-minded.
But they could not all survive.
He was killed due to some failure.
These days went on, and at the age of 12, 168 turned into a completed sharp soldier.
In this world, the age of fifteen, at which skills can be obtained, is a kind of standard.
Those under the age of 15 do not have the skills and are not counted as a force.
Dean Lark was able to take advantage of its traits and, by taking small children and firing intense combat training, succeeded in creating operatives with the skills of a skilled person and unsuspected. .
The number of completed operatives including the 168 was about 20 in total.
Various duties were assigned to them.
Information gathering, hostility inspections, honey traps, and assassinations.
From then on, he was able to experience the different types of tasks in a practical manner, thereby determining the suitability of the individual.
No. 168, as usual, continued to carry out his assigned duties.
And the bud for him came from fortunate or unhappy or assassination.
It may be because he was less resilient to the act of taking a person's life than other operatives.
Even if you've been trained hard, it doesn't mean that anyone who doesn't hesitate to kill someone will do so.
In fact, many other members were mentally hunted down after a successful assassination.
It was one of the duties that had been avoided among allies.
That doesn't mean that you have a job.
It's something somebody has to do.
Then, you should take care of yourself, which is divisible by your dirty hands.
The 168th thought so.
He was by no means guilty of killing people.
However, the person who is going to kill anyway is destined to be killed by another operative, even if he does not kill him.
In addition, the task of assassination tends to have less contact with the subject than other tasks.
Neither does it involve the subject for as long as espionage.
In other words, you can be a red stranger.
It seemed easier to kill red strangers than to deceive those who forgive me.
For No. 168, the feelings of other operatives who took the initiative in espionage were more incomprehensible.
So he took the lead in assassinating duties.
The skill of killing was sharpened every time he managed to play.
I came to know where to cut and how to kill people.
And 168, who killed more people than anyone, became better at killing people than anyone.
Even at the age of 15 and having acquired two skills, my daily life has not changed.
Just every day that keeps killing people.
In his daily life, nothing changed, despite the growing rumors of the assassins of Dean Lark, who thrived on the streets.
And the day 168 changes, one day after the age of 20.
The date of the first failed mission and the date of abandoning the mission for the first time.
Its mission was to assassinate a swordsman.
During his assignment, the name given to the 168 for infiltration was Jin.
It was the first meaningful name for him later.