Promises From the Past
Dance

Suddenly the middle lights of the room slowly went out, and from the stage appeared five women carrying something on the table and covered in black cloth.

This is the time waiting for the event organizer, namely the antique auction where the money from the auction will be given to the science technology development agency.

A host walked out...

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending this fundraising event at Astolfo tower.... All right without needing to mince words, we'll start auctioning antiques."

The first item to appear on the auction table was a dull, slightly rusty old silver spoon with many carvings on the handle.

"If gentlemen and ladies all think that this spoon is just a second-hand item... It is not wrong, even exactly, but the question is the former of who ?. Of course you know the figure of Leonardo da Vinci who is very famous for his genius to make a work of art. And this spoon is one of them." The host really made everyone to be amazed.

Everyone nodded their heads unusually, whether they understood the art work or just pretended to be amazed so as not to be mistaken.

But that's how they can compete.

"We open the price with 500,000 dollars." The host started the auction.

One man raised his hand... "Five hundred and fifty thousand."

Others follow suit..."Seven hundred thousand."

"Eight hundred and seventy."

"It turns out in this place there are many people who know the quality, who else would dare to pay more than eight hundred and seventy thousand dollars." Smile at the host because it was all as planned.

"One million two hundred thousand...."

Soldiers know the cunning of the auction committee, where they put some people to raise the price of the used spoon.

For rich people who are so enthusiastic about showing themselves with their money, of course, the desire to compete and not want to lose from others, is an easy target.

Even if they buy shoes at a flea market for 10 dollars then put in the auction of the rich, and stated that the shoes were former president George Washington. They have earned millions of dollars.

All will continue until no one raises the price.

But all that the Soldiers did not care, it was up to them to squander the money, because the attention of the Soldiers was now fixed on one man who walked from a distance to see Edward.

The dim light in the room certainly makes everyone just focus towards useless objects on the podium, so that's when the Assassins who may have had the mission to kill Edward execute their plan.

For Assassins who already have many flight hours and qualified experience, feeling the presence of enemies with evil intentions is fairly easy. Even in a dark and crowded place like now.

Unless the opponent the Soldier has to face is both a high-level Assassin. It was obviously very difficult, where they were able to hide without even being noticed by others.

"Rea you stay here, don't go anywhere...." Soldier Saying.

"You're going where the soldier is." Reply Rea asked.

"You know I'm here for part-time work, so it's time I got to work."

"All right."

Walking past everyone around him without a sound, each step seemed to show how agile the movement of the Soldier so that not a single physical contact between himself and the guests.

But the two fingers on Soldier's right hand pierced right in the heart of the man, the excruciating pain rendering him unconscious.

"Sorry sir, please give my friend a walk, he's drunk... Excuse me, excuse me ..."

Soldiers took the man to a corner of the room and threw him away like he was throwing garbage.

From somewhere else.... Elissa has also secured someone who is determined to harm Edward Snowden. But they weren't one or two, Elissa gave a hand code.

Which means there are more than five people still wandering around the invited guests to ensure the surrounding conditions remain conducive and their plans run smoothly.

If there is a commotion in the middle of the event, it will certainly make all guests take action to save themselves, whether they will call for bodyguards or pull out weapons.

Preventing the chaos, soldiers or Assassins who tried to kill Edward, of course, do their mission secretly.

Elissa and Soldier again moved in the crowd of guests, but with a large number of enemies certainly not an easy job.

Until two people are left.... This time, the Soldier could not find the whereabouts of the two Assassins hiding behind the crowd.

"Askar, it seems like these two remaining people, have quite a high experience." Elissa had a hard time.

"Yes you're right.... We'd better be near Edward to keep him from having to look for them both."

"That's the only option."

The soldier had already prepared himself with the weapon behind his suit, he could not take his eyes off the people around him. One mistake, it would be easy for the enemy to kill Edward.

Until a knife came to the stomach of the Soldier without knowing where it came from, but the reflex of the Soldier's hand was able to stop the attack easily.

That person had already realized that something was interfering with their plans. It was just that not the Soldiers found them, but they themselves voluntarily came to say hello.

Soldiers smiled mockingly.

Forcibly pull the wrist and twist it upwards. The man put up a resistance, took off the knife to fall, then was taken by the left hand. Another attack was unleashed towards the left waist of the Soldier.

Assuming if there is no opportunity for the opponent to dodge, until the Soldier shifts the position of his body so as to make the attack miss.

Everything was done secretly, without anyone realizing that the two of them were fighting each other, even considered dancing was not strange.

The battle between the Soldier and one Assassin was quite fierce, exchanging attacks after attacks, dodging each other and looking for an opportunity to be able to defeat the opponent.

But the Soldier clearly did not give glory to the enemy he had to face, not a single wound had been cut from each of those knife attacks. Until Soldiers actually dropped the opponent's body to the floor.

"Who are you really...." The man asked with a complicated smile.

"I?, do I need to answer your question."

"As an Assassin, not many can defeat me, but you're really capable of making me trouble."

"You're too high for a compliment, I'm just a little bit better than you think." Soldiers are quite good at humbling themselves.

Without a second thought, Soldier broke the man's neck and immediately fainted on the spot.