Chapter 742 Assassinated In The Dead of Night

Chapter 742 Assassinated In The Dead of Night

Selica walked alone in the middle of the night, treading the dangerous alleyways of Croc City. Unknown to her, five thugs were already tailing her, staying around a hundred meters back and using the houses to hide.

"We'll catch her when she goes near Jhon's house. Make sure she doesn't scream." One of them whispered as they stared and observed her with binoculars.

"I can tell just by looking at her." The fighter, called Henry, stated. "A fighter, a melee one. She's probably a pugilist judging by the way she walks and her arms."

They smiled. "Then she's unarmed, but isn't there a possibility of her being a monk?"

"I doubt it. You won't find a monk walking around like that, let alone buy alcohol or weak normal clothes. They are dedicated people."

"So we'll expect her being a fighter as a primary assumption, but keep the monk in mind just in case." Another one said. "So the plan is simple. Grab her from the back while closing her mouth, drag her into Jhon's house, and tie her down. But make sure the bottle doesn't break. We're selling that for money."

"A quick gold." One of them giggled. "Those clothes are fancy as well, and a woman like her would fetch a lot in the black market."

"Don't touch her." The fighter growled. "We'll have Alex inspect her first. If she's a virgin, we're getting a mountain of gold."

Another giggled, "Humans are nice. Everything about them is worth money. Their possessions, clothes, and even bodies."

"She's getting a bit far. Let's move." The fighter and the rest rushed forward.

A silver string dropped from the house's ceiling, wrapping around the neck of the man at the back and lifting him up into the attic's shadows.

"So you're like all bandits and thugs you find in the street." Jack whispered as he pulled the steel wire tighter, breaking the thug's neck before he could choke to death.

The thugs stopped as they heard a faint gasp behind them. As they looked, they noticed they were missing one.

"Hey! William! Where are you?" The fighter growled.

A wire slowly dangled behind them and snatched the one standing at the back without the other three realizing it.

The fighter heard a rustle in the back and turned in the blink of an eye. "Someone is here! We've lost another one." He growled. ^Damn it, is it a monster? They are picking us like bugs.^

"Yeah. A woman bought a bottle of expensive wine from the manager and they wanted to rob her, and probably sell her in the black market as a slave." The thug replied.

"If she was that rich, the men should've known she might have guards with her. A noblemaid probably, I guess she had several assassins protecting her from the shadows." The boss scratched his head.

As they growled, a man rushed in through the door. "We found the lost men! They were all killed and thrown in the trash, some with stab wounds and some even lost their heads."

"Are you fucking serious? That's half of my men dead in one night? Lord Jordan is going to kill me," The boss stood, "They were clearly massacred by a group of highly trained assassins."

After about half an hour, a woman rushed to the main door and the thugs let her in. "Boss! Boss!" She called.

"You survived! How come? I thought everyone got killed!" Seeing that at least one of his thugs survived was a relief, having everyone killed was too painful to swallow, and now they could get a lead on the assassins.

"Who did this? How many of the assassins did you see? What did they wear? How did you survive? Can we use that to beat them?" The boss rushed toward her.

"It's a long story, but listen. It's one man," She said with a worried face, "And I didn't survive," She showed the boss a wound on her neck that was just healing.

"He slit my throat, but I remained alive." She smiled. "He looted the two men I was with then looked at me. Said he doesn't feel comfortable searching for a woman with such big tits, even though I'm dead and left. That's how I managed to drink a healing potion and survive."

"If he searched you, he would've felt the pulse and finished you off." The boss sighed, "But what kind of idiot...wait, one person?!"

"That's what I saw." She replied.

"I guess your group was small and they only sent one." He pointed at the couch, "Take a rest and tell us the details. I'm sure they'll strike again."

As they talked, Jack was sitting on the roof listening to them. ^It was worth it letting her live. She guided me straight to their base. But as that boss said, he isn't on the top, it's lord Jordan, whoever was that.^

Jack silently moved around, setting some traps. ^You tend to be that woman with big tits, I'll get ready to kill you all. This at least would make this city safe for us to wander without much fear.^ He could imagine what would happen if Selica got attacked, Arad would've swooped down at full force and would've painted the city red with the thugs.

What Jack didn't know, is that the person coming down would've been Sena instead of Arad, and unlike Arad, she'll be a bit more discrete.

"But..." Jack looked through a crack at the boss. "He looks strong...he looks like a mix between a fighter, a mage, and a rogue...please don't tell me he's over level 40. If that was the case, I'm in for an exhausting night..." He sighed.