My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

Time flies,

In the blink of an eye, the sun was high in the sky.

The midday sun scorched the stream beside the forest, causing it to steam with wisps of heat.

A group of 10 people was currently parked here.

They were inspecting the campsite where they had camped the day before.

These people were members of a caravan from Iron Rock City.

Because Calvin the Bearded had taken on the administrator's reconnaissance mission,

So they could only organize some male team members and bring two trucks loaded with snacks back here.

They attempted to find traces of the goblins' departure.

Locate the enemy's base of operations.

to this end,

Apart from the old coachman, female team member Lia and the other seven male team members were all armed to the teeth.

Their equipment was far superior to that of the city guards.

It is clear that Calvin has already suffered heavy losses for this operation.

He invested all the money he had earned from escorting supplies over the past few years.

"Captain," a scout reported, pointing towards the depths of the forest:

"Based on the broken branches and footprints along the way,"

"The clues about the goblins are pointing north. Should we head there?"

Calvin, stroking his beard, raised an eyebrow.

After a moment's thought, he glanced at the old driver and the goods.

A decision immediately formed in my mind:

"You can go, but the two carriages need to be parked and hidden near the main road."

"Otherwise, if we actually drive in, we'll feel restricted and it'll be easy for the car to tip over."

"This is detrimental to the subsequent evacuation plan."

Everyone listened to the captain's analysis and nodded in agreement.

Just as the captain said,

The terrain inside the forest is intricate and rugged.

One careless move could cause the vehicle to overturn.

In addition, the old coachman was already quite old and didn't have much fighting ability.

It's really nice to get some fresh air outside.

Seeing that everyone agreed to his plan,

Calvin stopped beating around the bush and waved his hand dismissively.

The mobilization order has been issued:

"Lia, organize your team to unload the two carts of pastries and hide them in the forest."

"At the same time, traps were set up underground around the pastries, just in case."

"Yes!" Leah saluted.

He and several other male team members began their busy work.

Batch after batch of pastries were unloaded from the trucks, eventually emptying both trucks completely.

This time, escaping will be much easier.

Meanwhile, the traps set in advance can effectively delay the goblins' advance.

To put the other person in a difficult position is to save them from trouble.

They are caught in a dilemma: whether to pursue them or not.

All of this was a desperate measure taken to protect the safety of his teammates.

After the team members, covered in sweat, finished their work...

Calvin ordered them to rest for a while, then took a batch of snacks and went deep into the forest.

I'm getting ready to meet up with someone from yesterday.

at the same time,

The trio of bandits, having left their burial site, were already traveling on the official road.

They rode the mounts they had left behind yesterday.

They managed to avoid the caravan.

The blind man's mood improved slightly during this time.

However, the direction behind his ear had changed.

Upon hearing any sensitive near-homophones, one would assume the other person is mocking their lack of roots.

This caused him to become very sensitive and constantly on edge.

I want to mess with everyone.

The helpless second-in-command and Hawkeye could only choose to ignore it.

To avoid getting into trouble.

As the three were about to reach the city gate, Hawkeye's ears twitched first.

He kindly offered a reminder:

"Boss, the secret passage we used to take into the city is definitely no longer usable; the enemy must be guarding against it."

"It might be full of traps."

"I suggest we go through the main gate and strike straight at their stronghold."

Upon hearing this, Wu Di, who was galloping wildly on horseback, suddenly pulled on the reins.

This caused the horseshoes to rub together and spark.

"Hawkeye, you're right, the secret passage is definitely no longer an option."

"But we can't just walk into the city like this."

The second-in-command's pale, sinister face showed distress; he was very anxious about his appearance.

Even low-intelligence creatures like goblins

They could all vomit uncontrollably upon seeing their own reflection.

Not to mention the city's entire population.

If you were to appear openly at the city gate, you might be mistaken for a strangely dressed person and questioned or stopped.

How can we then go into the city to avenge the gang leader?

After thinking it over,

He dismounted and went into the woods beside the official road.

Three makeshift masks were made from rough tree bark.

Although it still looks strange, it's still better than its original appearance.

In this world of swords and magic, there are plenty of people dressed in strange and unusual clothes.

It's not too conspicuous yet.

After quickly changing their clothes, the trio remounted their horses.

By mixing in miscellaneous people from other directions,

After paying some "tolls," he was successfully and warmly let in by the soldiers guarding the city.

They hid in the dirty and chaotic lower city.

"Boss~~, can we go to [Velvet Rose] first~~?"

"I want to talk to Xiao 9~~"

The blind man's effeminate tone sent chills down the spines of the second-in-command and Eagle Eye, giving them goosebumps.

Their faces showed expressions of disgust.

Imagine a burly, strong man with eyes as wide as saucers, but whose behavior is that of a effeminate, slutty woman.

Anyone would feel physically uncomfortable in this situation.

Feeling disgusted, the bald-headed Wu Di spat.

"You damn bastard, shut up your jerk attitude."

"With a formidable enemy at hand, you still want to seek amusement in nightingales?"

"Have they forgotten that they no longer have the means to commit the crime?"

The second-in-command's sharp words were translated by Hawkeye using gestures.

This made the blind man tremble with anger.

Her delicate fingers could barely hold the orchid-like shape of her hands.

"You, you, you........."

"I'm going to fight you to the death."

The sensitive blind man finally snapped and instinctively shouted out the words "Old Lady."

Prepare for a 3-round battle with the second-in-command.

Fortunately, Hawkeye stepped between the two and intervened.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, business is important, business is important!"

He turned to look at the blind man, and gestured rapidly in sign language:

"I know what you're thinking, you just want to say goodbye to Nightingale Number 9."

"But there's no rush, she's right there, she won't run away."

"Now is the time to take advantage of the local gangs' weakness and use our newly acquired power to complete our revenge."

"To give our fallen brothers a proper explanation."

"This is the important thing."

Hawkeye's gaze focused on a single point, his expression serious and focused.

He offered advice as if he were a wise man.

Completely unaware that their own appearance was actually more comical.

It has absolutely no credibility.

However, after his banter...

The other two calmed down and realized that now was not the time for infighting.

Let's hurry up and find the black market to settle all our scores.

The stealthy trio continued their quiet operation.

At the same moment,

After last night's battle...

The most lawless black market district in Iron City was already in a state of disrepair.

Damaged buildings are everywhere.

Many corpses and bloodstains have already been recovered through the combined efforts of the city guards and local gangs.

They were all cleared out of the city and buried in a mass grave.

This brought order to the chaotic situation.

Inside the largest of the taverns

A group of thuggish men sat around in a dimly lit private room.

They were covered in bandages and various injuries, and their faces were filled with frustration.

"Hey bro, what's gotten into those bandits?"

"They were having a great talk with us, laughing and chatting, but now they're determined to divide up the profits along the trade route."

"As a result, he personally dispatched elite troops to launch a surprise attack on our base."

"That's absolutely unethical."

One of his subordinates was indignant.

He slammed his injured hand hard on the table.

The pain made him scream in agony.

The others also looked indignant and turned to look at the person in the main seat.

This was a man in his thirties with a gloomy face.

She has long, grayish-blue hair, and steel beads are embedded in her nose and ears.

He was wearing an open leather jacket, revealing blood-soaked bandages on his chest.

He was also playing with a stack of tarot cards in his hand.

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He is the leader of the largest gang in Iron City: Deathbringer.

It possesses a special ability that no one knows about.

That is, you can observe the other person's facing direction.

To know whether a person is lying, their recent fortune, hidden illnesses, injuries, and other information.

In order to conceal this special ability,

He used tarot card readings as a cover to pave many paths for his own hegemony.

They successfully became the number one guild in Iron City.