Under the skillful driving of Lauder, the carriage turned left and right, and soon entered a small alley near the civilian area.

Like the other alleys in the civilian area, this alley is unusually deep, and there are doors on both sides of the alley every other section, most of which are dilapidated, and a few are intact and dirty.

And half of them were sealed from the inside.

Obviously, the locals know better what these little doors represent.

Both ends of the alley were free to enter, and some people were hunched over and stood in the shadows watching the passers-by.

When he saw the carriage driven by Lauder, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard walked over.

He stood in front of the carriage and held out his hand.

"Poor me, have pity on me!"

The sound of begging words rang out.

However, in exchange for a vicious whip from Lauder.

Syllable!

A bloody whip mark appeared on the middle-aged man's body, and the other party flashed into the shadows of the side with a painful cry, and soon disappeared.

"My lord, it's a 'shadow'!"

Lauder lowered his voice and said into the carriage.

A real beggar would never dare to stop in front of the carriage, at most, just to one side.

This kind of beggar who stands in front of the carriage in the open.

No need to ask, naturally there is a problem.

"The other side is more careful than we thought...... Ike is up to you next! ”

Dean's voice came from inside the carriage, and after a slight groan, he continued.

And when Dean's words fell, Ike, who was slightly pale, stumbled out of the carriage and was escorted by Lauder. Walk towards somewhere in the alley.

Lauder was careful to hide his face behind Ike.

And Dean stepped into the shadows for the first time. Follow the two of them.

The two subordinates were willing to be used as bait. Dean naturally wanted to keep the two safe.

In the same way, Dean wants the plan to go smoothly.

Therefore, when three or five ill-intentioned figures appeared, he unceremoniously made a move-

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The crossbow arrows made a burst of sound of breaking through the air, and the figures fell to the ground one after another.

After a few wails, there was no sound.

"The civilian area seems to be more chaotic than remembered......"

Dean swept over the corpses and couldn't help frowning.

In his memory, the civilian area of the Emerald Capital, although the security is not very good. But there is absolutely no such thing as an attack in broad daylight.

Just by discerning the costumes, Dean could be sure that the person he had just killed wasn't here for Ike.

It's just a roadblock and a robbery.

"This nascent thief guild has completely muddied the waters!"

Dean, who was frowning, looked at a few people who were not far away, who were carrying sacks in their hands and disposed of the corpses with quick movements.

One of them even bowed to Dean.

Obviously, this is a professional corpse collector.

And to be able to do it in just two or three months. There are professional corpse collectors, even. Change the 'rules' of the civilian area anew.

Dean was naturally curious about the 'Thieves' Guild that was about to meet.

Ike and Lauder kept moving.

Dean followed, and soon came to his destination.

A small independent building in the middle of an alley.

Two and a half stories high, the third floor is a semi-open terrace, where two people are sitting on chairs on the terrace, seemingly resting and basking in the sun.

However, that vigilant appearance is enough to make people suspicious.

This is especially true when the time is only early in the morning and not yet the sunshine is at its best.

Condescendingly, the two of them easily discovered Ike and Lauder.

However, when they saw Ike who was escorted over, the two of them pulled the bell next to them in a very relaxed manner, and greeted Lauder.

"Hey, Mogan!"

"Good luck!"

Two voices rang out one after the other.

"Well, yes!"

Lauder, on the other hand, said vaguely, and then, quickening his pace, walked to the door.

Footsteps could already be heard behind the door.

After about five seconds, the plank above the door was pulled open, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes.

The cloudy eyes lit up visibly when they saw Ike.

However, the next moment, it was back to normal.

Squeak!

The door opened, revealing the appearance of the owner of these eyes, a tall and thin figure, and a luxurious costume that absolutely did not match the civilian area, but his face was pale and cold.

"Mogan did a good job...... You are ......"

While the other party was speaking in a deep tone, Dean flashed in front of him.

Suddenly, the other party was about to exclaim.

Dean's palm blocked the other party's mouth, and a layer of frost instantly covered the other party.

Ike and Lauder walked briskly into the room, the latter quickly closing the door, and then, drawing a repeater from his waist and throwing it to Ike, while the other one was in his hand.

"Stay here!"

Dean commanded the two subordinates.

Then, walk in slowly.

"What people!"

Dean, who did not hide his activities in the slightest, was immediately discovered by the two guards guarding the corridor.

The two guards immediately drew their swords and pounced.

Dean's footsteps did not stop because of the guard's pounce, and after the extremely cold cold air in his hand froze the water in the kettle at his waist, those ice edges rushed straight to the guards with the sound of the wind like crossbow arrows.

Poof, poof!

After two soft sounds, the guard who was hit by the ice edge turned into an ice sculpture in the next moment.

And that's just the beginning.

The bandits in the small building, who were shocked by the loud shouting, rushed out one after another.

And the ice ridge in Dean's hand was ejected again and again.

Soon, more than a dozen ice sculptures blocked all the corridors and halls in the small building.

Syllable!

Dean's fist. Without hesitation, he hit the ice sculpture in front of him.

Suddenly. With the inner body. The ice sculpture was reduced to pieces.

Again, a passage was opened for Dean.

He made his way to the second floor.

As Dean stepped up the second staircase, a faint sound of wind appeared, like a summer evening breeze, giving a slightly drunk, sweet feeling.

The speed of the dagger is extremely fast.

When the whisper of wind appeared, the dagger was already in front of Dean's neck.

Dean looked down.

The blade of the dagger was covered with a layer of liquid, a slightly drunk, sweet smell. It is from here that it is issued.

Then, the dagger stabbed unhindered into Dean's throat.

However, there was no blood splattering.

The tip of the dagger stabbed at Dean's throat with a sound like a metal clash —

Bite!

A cluster of sparks popped up there.

Moreover, an extremely special force was transmitted from the dagger back into the body of the dagger's owner.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the other party shriveled to the ground, without a sound.

Dean stepped past the other man's body and continued upward.

According to the results of his torture. There should be two 'Stalkers' and one 'Shadow Dancer', as well as a number of subordinates ranging from ten to twenty.

According to the comparison of knight ranks. The Grand Knight corresponds to the 'Stalker' and the Silver Knight corresponds to the 'Shadow Dancer'.

Then throw away a 'stalker' who was frozen into an ice sculpture at the door and the one in front of him who was frozen into an ice sculpture. After the 'Stalker' who died in the shock, there should be another 'Shadow Dancer'.

It's like the definition of a 'marksman'.

The talents known as 'Stalker' and 'Shadow Dancer' are all related to some behaviors and abilities of thieves and assassins.

It's like the 'shadow dancer' in front of you.

The other party really turned into a shadow and blended into the surroundings.

If it weren't for the fact that [Heart Like Water] was able to detect any abnormal vibrations, it would still take some effort for Dean to find the other party.

But now?

Dean raised his arm and pressed his palm straight against the second-floor wall.

Suddenly, the crystal frost covered the front wall.

Even the shadows in the corners are 'frozen'!

"Lauder look for the account books here - they should have a stub for the mission!"

Dean slowly approached the 'frozen' shadow as he commanded his subordinates.

"Yes, sir!"

Lauder's clear voice came from downstairs.

Dean's footsteps stopped in front of the shadows.

"This kind of disguise is not clever at all, for the sake of a living mouth that can bring more information, I did not kill him!"

Dean stood there and said slowly.

However, the shadow seemed to be 'frozen' and remained motionless.

Dean raised his arm expressionlessly, and the extremely cold cold air on his palm became more and more intense.

Suddenly, the shadow that had been motionless before jumped out of the frost like a rabbit and appeared in front of Dean as a figure.

It's just that the frost and trembling posture of the other party's whole body are obviously not safe and sound under the previous freezing.

"See, have seen Lord Zelgaon...... I think we had a misunderstanding! ”

Because of the cold, the figure with a trembling voice tried to make his words clear.

"Misunderstanding? I think so, so, I'd love to hear from you! ”

Dean nodded with a smile, but the cold in his palm did not diminish in the slightest.

"Of course, of course!"

The figure felt the biting chill and nodded repeatedly.

"What kind of organization are you?"

Dean asked.

"We are a force united by a few small organizations!"

The other party answered honestly.

"Where's the core?"

Dean asked.

As for the structure of this organization, the previous torture made him already have some information, and he was more interested in the composition of the other party's core.

This was unknown to the previous 'stalker'.

However, Dean believes that the 'shadow dancer' in front of him absolutely knows.

After all, the strength of the silver level can be held at the top level in any organization.

"The core, the core is...... Salvation Society! ”

The other party was a little hesitant, but when Dean's cold palm began to approach, this hesitation became unusually crisp.

Named an organization that impressed Dean a little.

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PS Second Update~

Oversleeping in the afternoon said...... I'm sorry to everyone!

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