When he saw that Axel was really serious, he sighed and said to him, "I'm 33, and I became an assassin when I was very young, Axel. Every year, I had to change my identity two or three times, sometimes more. I have no memory of my real name, so I'm fine with Kevin. It's perfect for me.
As for those assholes who hunted me down like a beast during the last five years, I killed so many of them that I stopped counting. During my last fight, I killed about 50 elite soldiers, and I finally took the life of the one who was responsible for killing me."
As Axel said nothing and was looking straight ahead, Kevin took his chin and turned his head toward him. "Are you satisfied now?"
Axel had one last question he wanted to ask him, but he was afraid of the answer. "I am..."
Kevin chuckled and asked, "Do you think you're dealing with an amateur? What do you want to ask me?"
