In a tragic turn of events, Rin Grace, an ordinary individual caught up in his daily routine, found himself involved in a heated argument that spiraled out of control. As emotions intensified, Rin stumbled backward, lost his footing, and inadvertently fell into the path of oncoming traffic. In a heart-stopping moment, a car sped toward him, and the driver was unable to react in time, resulting in a devastating collision that left Rin unconscious and sprawled on the asphalt.

At the same time, in a parallel world, Misha Minari, a skilled assassin whose life was filled with shadowy encounters and dangerous missions, found himself in a life-threatening situation. During a high-stakes job that had spiraled out of control, Misha was struck by a bullet. The sharp pain and sudden darkness quickly plunged him into unconsciousness. Fortunately, reality shifted, and he awoke in a stark, sterile hospital room, surrounded by the beeping of medical equipment. Disoriented, he turned his head to see an unfamiliar figure standing at his bedside, their expression a mix of concern and curiosity.

"You seem to be fine. Next time, don't run out in front of my car. I will be handling the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace." The man said rudely as the door closes behind him. 

That man was none other than Jay Fenrick, the Crown Prince himself.

Misha felt confused and uncertain. He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but everything was too bewildering. Suddenly, he noticed something strange—his hands looked different. In fact, they didn't seem like his hands at all. Misha rushed over to a nearby mirror, and, to his horror, he saw a stranger staring back at him. It was clear that he was no longer in his own body; he was someone else entirely.

So, What happened to Misha? Who is Rin Grace and How the hell did Misha end up as the Crown Prince's bodyguard?

"Ah! Geez, I am sick and tired of all the rats in the palace. When will we be able to breathe?" Anon says in frustration.


 When I explained what I heard yesterday Jay and Anon both reacted the same way. They were annoyed but grateful I caught it before something bad could happen.


"Also Misha, this is 2023. We don't use people to taste food for poison. Where the hell did you get that idea?" Anon says. 


Yup, this is embarrassing. Sometimes the fantasy books I read spill over into reality.


"Yeah, I know. I was just joking. Obviously. Do you have test strips or something?" I ask, trying to distract them from my mistake. 


"Yup, we usually have the wait staff handle it but I think we should handle it directly. It's getting harder and harder to trust anyone here. It's obvious to us that Duke Letten is behind all of this but we don't have any kind of proof. Speaking of which, how have things been with him?" Anon asks. 


Chapter 96 - Killing Time