What? Did he just ask me to kill his own father?

"Little boy, you might not be old enough to know this, but murdering with magic is illegal. So no, I can't kill your father. Don't repeat this to other Bluers, or you might be send to jail!"

He looked at me casually, "I know that. I ask you because I don't want to do it myself. I don't want my hands to be dirtied with his blood."

I felt shivers down my spines. This 10-year-old-looking kid talks about death with ease, unlike the others, he did not wince at the word that holds so much sins. 

"What is your name, boy?"

"Rygus."

"Well, Rygus. You should know that death is not a good thing."

"I know. It means to take away someone's life."

"Killing is a sin that should never be performed on anyone or anything, no matter with magic or by hand. The regret and shame you feel after committing the crime will last with you forever."

He was pissed that I was looking down upon him. "I'm not a dumb child, Mr. Bluer. I know what killing is. I don't enjoy murdering, but I am desperate right now."

Rygus talks as if he has killed someone before. "I think I need to tell your parents about your thinking, Rygus. You should not see killing as such a light thing. It is illegal. Who are your parents?"

"Kersia. I'm from the Kersia family."

Kersia, where have I heard that before?

Kersia! The family of elite assassins!

I let out a sigh. "I don't think any difference will take place even if I tell your parents." 

Suddenly, it hit me. "Why do you want to kill your father?"

He looked away for a second, then stared into the blank space. "My father and mother have been fighting lately. My dad cheated on my mom and I want him finished."

I don't think I've ever been so scared of a kid in my life. "You know you can talk it out with your parents, like a normal person, right?"

Ah, I forgot. The logic of the assassins family: When things get in their way; eliminate.

The glare of his merciless smile gave me goosebumps. His sadistic grin paired with his cold voice made me feel like I was bare in a blizzard. He slowly responded to me with an evil look.

                         "But where's the fun in that?"