[FLASHBACK- 2 Days Ago]
Xanthus's POV:
His strange request and not mention, his teary sad smile made me quite perplexed as I couldn't solve the mystery behind his unpredictable action. Why would an infamous assassin reveal his identity before me? Aren't assassins supposed to keep their identities a grave secret?
Moreover, what could he possibly get in return for asking someone like me to remember him? Just what the heck was happening?
Holding my puzzled grimace, I narrowed my vexed glare at him and clenched my jaw before I rebuked, "What's with this crazy request? Are you too drunk to realize that you are spewing nonsense right in front of me?"
"N-No, Your Majesty! I…I really do mean it!" His sniffling voice choked a little as he fidgeted with a determined look on his face. "I mean each and every word of it. And, you can consider it as my last wish…I…can't possibly expect anything more than this… So, only if you do this, it will be more than enough—"
