Chapter 64 Infiltrating The Hideout

A small body of water glimmered in the faint light. Its surface was eerily still.Beyond it, a large spiked wooden gate stood tall, enclosing what appeared to be the notorious group's hideout.

"Finally," August muttered as his eyes narrowed while he studied the structure.

The enclosure was well-guarded, with tall watchtowers and faint silhouettes of guards patrolling.

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[ System Notification: Primary Objective Location Reached! ]

[ Objective: Infiltrate the Enclosure and Retrieve the Stolen Relics. ]

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August crouched near the water's edge, observing the area. "How do these guys even get through all this?" he wondered aloud, thinking back to the relentless traps, ghosts, and other obstacles he'd faced just to get here.

He scanned the water, wary of potential dangers lurking beneath its surface.

The still water stretched before August like a glassy, unbroken mirror. He crouched at its edge while gazing deep into it.

Somewhere deep within the pond, faint ripples betrayed the movements of unseen creatures. He frowned, knowing the risks involved.

'No way I'm diving into that,' he thought while assessing the distance.

Activating his Dash skill, August took a deep breath and sprang forward.

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System Notification:

[ Dash Activated: Distance Boost +50% | Cooldown: 60 seconds ]

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His feet barely grazed the edge of the pond before he was airborne, propelled by the force of his enhanced skill.

Wind whipped past him as he soared over the water. Beneath him, dark shapes began to surface, but it was too late for them.

August landed smoothly on the opposite ledge causing a loud stomping sound to echo through the silence as his boots made contact with solid ground.

The creatures beneath the water let out guttural, frustrated cries before retreating into the depths.

"Not today," August muttered, brushing off his armor and moving forward.

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As the path wound further up, the faint flicker of torchlight became visible through the mist.

The large wooden gate towered above him and was now much closer.

Its spiked edges gave off an air of menace.

Guards patrolled the enclosure walls—rugged, muscular figures adorned in mismatched armor that seemed cobbled together from stolen pieces.

From a distance, August's eyes narrowed.

He recognized the gleaming metallic wristbands on some of them—similar to the ones worn by the thieves he had defeated earlier.

"So, this is where they come from," he murmured while staying low to avoid detection.

He crept closer, hiding behind the rocks lining the path. From here, he could hear the banter of the guards above.

"Bet they'll make me a lieutenant soon," one of the guards voiced while leaning lazily on his bow.

He was a slim man with a thin scar running across his jaw. His partner, a shorter and stouter figure, snorted.

"In your dreams, Fael. You can't even hit a target if it's more than ten feet away."

Fael scowled, aiming his bow at a nearby tree to demonstrate his skill. The arrow struck its mark, though it wobbled slightly on impact.

"Better than your throwing knives, old man," he retorted.

Their voices faded as August slipped closer to the gate. He was so focused that he didn't notice a shadow moving above him. Searᴄh the NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Halt!" a gruff voice barked.

August froze as his eyes darted upward. A guard stood on the wall with his bow drawn and aimed directly at him.

"Who are you, and what business do you have here? This is Iron Fang territory!"

More guards appeared along the wall and immediately drew their weapons. August quickly raised his hands.

"I'm one of you," he called out with a calm voice. "A new recruit. Came in from the south route."

The guards exchanged skeptical glances.

"We haven't been told about any new recruits," one of them said. "Prove it. If you're truly one of us, where is your unlock Totem?"

August's mind raced as he recalled the item that the leader of the thieves dropped after he killed him.

'So this is where it comes in handy,' August's expression remained calm as he reached into his inventory.

"I have it right here," he stated while pulling out the glowing Unlock Totem he had taken from the thieves earlier.

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System Notification:

[ Unlock Totem Activated | Gate Access Granted ]

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The totem emitted a soft sound as the massive wooden gates creaked open. The sound reverberated through the mountains.

"Well, I'll be damned," Fael muttered while lowering his bow. "Guess he's legit."

"Get in, newbie," another guard said, stepping aside. "And don't cause trouble, or you'll regret it."

August nodded while walking through the gates. His eyes quickly took in the scene.

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The Iron Fang enclosure was a chaotic place filled with life. Roughly constructed wooden buildings stood scattered around a central courtyard, where several large fire pits blazed.

Groups of men and women lounged around the fires, sharpening weapons or counting stolen loot. Your journey continues at empire

To one side, a crude smithy belched black smoke into the air as a burly blacksmith hammered away at a glowing piece of metal. Nearby, a fenced-off area housed several frightened captives. Their faces were pale and drawn.

"Fresh meat, huh?" a gruff voice called out.

August turned to see a large woman leaning against a stack of crates. She was broad-shouldered, with arms corded with muscle. Her leather armor was stained with blood, and a long axe rested casually at her side.

"Hope you last longer than the last 'new recruit.' Poor bastard couldn't even dodge a swing," she said while smirking.

"I'll keep that in mind," August replied evenly, moving further into the enclosure.

At the far end of the courtyard, a large wooden building drew closer. Its entrance was guarded by two heavily armed sentries. One of them, a tall man with a crooked nose, stopped August as he approached.

"Boss's second-in-command will want to see you," he said gruffly, jerking his thumb toward the door.

August nodded while stepping inside.

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System Notification:

[ Primary Objective Updated: Retrieve the Relics from the Iron Fang Hideout. ]

System Notification:

[ Secondary Objective Unlocked: Free the Captives Without Raising an Alarm. ]

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'*sigh* It just had to give me more troubles,' August nearly growled in frustration upon spotting the secondary objective.

It almost felt like Ender's Light was trying to make things more difficult for him on purpose.

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The interior of the building was dimly lit and the smell of stale ale and sweat wafted across the air.

A man sat behind a crude wooden table with a deep set of cold eyes. His long, black hair was tied back, revealing a curvy scar running from his temple to his jaw.

The moment he set his eyes on August, his lips curled downward.

"Who the hell are you?"