My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

Just as the city gates were slowly opening,

Three figures that had been hiding in the nearby bushes made a move.

Dressed in all black, they blended seamlessly into the night, having overheard the entire conversation between the two sides.

"Second-in-command, did you hear that? Someone actually started the robbery before us."

"They're completely disregarding us."

A cross-eyed man with an eye patch, a scar on his face, and a fierce expression glared angrily.

He turned to ask the bald, tattooed, burly man leading the group.

"Hmph, the local gangs are so unethical, they have no sense of rules at all, they're playing with fire and getting burned."

The bald second-in-command was furious, his fists clenched so tightly he looked like he wanted to devour someone.

He had previously represented the head of the gang in negotiations with the local guilds in Iron Rock City.

They decided to cooperate from both inside and outside to divide up the trade routes that hadn't been dangerous for the past 20 years, and they were sure to make a fortune.

In this way, they, as outsiders, will be able to gain a foothold.

The results of it?

They had just completed the relocation of their base along the caravan route and finished negotiations with the local gangs.

Just as he was leaving town, satisfied,

Then they saw the caravan rushing towards them and heard the terrible news that they had been robbed.

This shocking news undoubtedly proves one thing.

They were fooled.

After receiving the bribe, the local gang sent men to rob the place first.

Then they put the latrine on their heads.

This kind of scheme, which kills two birds with one stone, is truly insidious and vicious.

The other party reaps the benefits, while they take the blame.

Such a shameless plan could not be tolerated by the bald second-in-command.

He reached into his robes and pulled out a finger-sized [Amethyst Dove].

This is a very rare, one-time-use messenger bird.

It can be used to convey short messages.

There were only a few of them in the entire camp, but that ensured the maximum possible transmission of messages.

To avoid being hunted and killed by birds of prey in the forest, like a carrier pigeon.

The second-in-command, feeling a pang of regret, glanced at his treasured possession.

With fingertips pressed on the top of the stone pigeon's head, a brief recording began.

[Boss! The Iron City gang might be double-crossing us! They might be framing us and robbing us! Watch out, they might destroy our headquarters!]

"Click~"

Voice recording completed.

The amethyst dove fluttered its wings and soared into the air, disappearing from sight.

Looking at the empty sky,

He withdrew his gaze and waved to his two henchmen:

"Hawkeye, Blind Man, let's go."

"Under the cover of night, investigate any traces of the stolen goods."

"Those guys can't have gone far."

"What?! Stewed sea clams with rock chicken?!" The hard-of-hearing blind man's eyes widened in shock.

His voice was hoarse, yet it resonated like a broken gong.

"Second Master, are you starving? Where are you going to find seashells in the middle of the night?!"

The blind man, dressed as an assassin, looked at his boss with a shocked expression.

They seemed not to understand why the other party would assign such an absurd task.

He was completely unaware that he had actually misheard.

"Blind man, you..." The second-in-command's eyes twitched violently, and he gritted his teeth.

But they dared not make a move, for fear of attracting the attention of the city's guards.

He could only manage to explain it by gesturing with his hands.

Seeing the blind man nodding repeatedly,

Exhausted, the second-in-command sighed helplessly.

One of these guys is cross-eyed but has exceptional hearing.

He became a "master archer" in the village by using his skills of sound-based positioning and intuitive shooting.

The other person, who is severely hard of hearing, has exceptional eyesight.

It possesses the same ability as the detection scroll, allowing it to see information about enemies up to 5 levels above its own level.

The presence of stealth skills makes them indispensable scouts and assassins for the bandit group.

So even though both of these subordinates had serious physical defects...

That also cannot stop its outstanding abilities.

He brought two people with him on this mission so that their strengths could complement each other and their weaknesses could be offset.

Let's see how this configuration is.

After calming down my somewhat complicated emotions.

The second-in-command led the two back the way the caravan had come.

They mounted their pre-hidden mounts and began galloping along the official road at several times the speed of the caravan.

We must find any trace of those treacherous individuals before dawn.

Once we bring it back to the camp, that will be irrefutable evidence, and the chief will definitely lead the team to wipe them out.

The stolen goods were also recovered.

As for the gang headquarters in the town, they were not spared a bloodbath.

Secretly plotting their plan, the trio quickly disappeared into the night.

the other side,

The convoy, trembling with fear, finally made it into the city safely.

Walker, accompanied by some guards, stood on both sides and inquired in detail about the robbers.

When they heard that the caravan was being robbed by goblins, and that they were only robbing food.

Both the city guards and Walker had strange expressions on their faces.

"Hahaha, you old codger, are you hallucinating from hunger?"

"You think you can leave safely after those green-skinned bastards robbing a caravan? Even a silicosis patient's breath is more believable than that!"

Walker smashed the wine bag into Calvin's chest and then grabbed his former comrade's shoulder.

"However..."

"You never lie! You must be some son of a bitch pretending to be a cuckold!"

"Don't you all agree?" (Affirmative sentiment +1)

The soldiers being questioned, barely suppressing their laughter, nodded in agreement:

"That's right, that's right, the captain is right."

"It's probably just some wandering rogue mage pulling a trick to rob someone." (Mocking mood +2.5)

Calvin listened to their back-and-forth singing,

It is clear that words alone are insufficient evidence.

It's clearly a pipe dream to convince others with just words.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would have scoffed at the matter like everyone else.

But as someone who experienced it firsthand, he must take this matter seriously.

Because if things go wrong, the entire city could be destroyed.

So, for the sake of his hometown, he could only keep a straight face and continue his story.

He recounted the entire story of the convoy's encounter with the goblins.

As the story became increasingly outrageous, the soldiers' eyes widened in disbelief.

All the continuously generated emotional values ​​were transmitted to unknown dimensions.

When Calvin finished speaking, his throat was dry.

The soldiers and Walker could no longer contain their expressions and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, boss! This is the first time I've heard of green-skinned thieves only robbing food and not women!"

"And their leader is a strange little girl?"

"Yes, this dog-like humanoid creature actually has colored tags. I bet no one in the kingdom's main city has ever seen anything like it."

"You've definitely been fooled by an illusion." (Questioning sentiment +3.5)

Each soldier expressed their own opinion.

No one chose to believe Calvin's outrageous claims.

Their behavior infuriated the entire caravan.

You know, they almost died there today.

So, in order to prove a point, the female team members, in particular, all stood up for Calvin.

"Enough! Don't talk nonsense if you didn't see it!" (Anger +3)

"That cute Dorothy is a terrifying being with nine labels, just like a moving doll."

"If you still don't believe me, then I'll use the [Memory Projection] ability I've come to understand."

"Let me show you the evidence."

An excited female team member tore off the feather ornament from her braid and held it tightly in her hand.

Clearly, they intend to activate the skill they have learned.

But before she could even start, Captain Calvin shook his head at her with a serious expression.

"No, Leah."

"A particular memory you project can only be played once."

"If it is used here, crucial evidence will be lost."

"Therefore, we need to save it for when we go to the city lord's mansion to show the town administrator."

Captain Calvin's timely intervention successfully brought the confused Leah back to her senses.

She lowered her head in shame and remained silent.

At this moment, the old coachman coughed and stepped forward, giving his affirmation.

"Ahem... That's right, little girl, you can't be impulsive."

Then,

His hunched back trembled slightly.

But his cloudy eyes looked sharply at the guards:

"What the little girl just said is all true!"

"Although my eyesight is failing, I can still tell whether someone is under an illusion."

"Walker, we can't be careless about this..."

The old coachman didn't finish his sentence, but Walker, the captain of the city gate guards, sensed the other man's seriousness.

Considering the old coachman's former identity,

This mineral exploration engineer, who changed careers due to pneumoconiosis, is definitely a knowledgeable old man.

The words he speaks naturally carry an air of authority.

It seems that something truly incredible may have happened.