This is a map indicating a manor outside the city.
Someone will escort you out this evening.
Understood? Fongghao replied, casually stowing away the map.
The maid nodded slightly and departed without delay.
It had been a week since Fong Hao captured members of the Faceless.
And after a few days of quietude, it appeared these individuals were starting to stir once more.
As Fongo cataloged the map, he noted a manner to the west of the city.
Have Gray Bear bring everyone back, he instructed one of his subordinates.
Understood, my lord.
Gray Bear was currently tidying up the shops in the district.
Given the evening's impending operation, it was crucial to maintain optimal readiness.
On a moonless night within a remote, dilapidated warehouse, everyone waited in silence, anticipating the arrival of Rebecca's designated contacts.
Among them was Rolana, who had also come along.
The night was her time of vitality.
And upon hearing of the activity, she had decided to join the fry.
Just don't run off.
The rabble outside can be dispatched.
But those cloaked in black must be captured alive.
Do not kill them.
Fungho whispered to Rolana, reiterating his earlier warnings.
Rolana turned her face away, seemingly disincined to engage with him.
Gray Bear and the band of mountain bandits grew ever more curious about the nature of Fong How and Rolana's relationship.
Initially they believed this beautiful woman to be Fong Ha's lover later suspecting her to be a subordinate hero.
Now witnessing Fong Ho's coaxing they began to doubt themselves.
Could she be the proud fiance Ephale? Yet all present discerned that Fong Hao was cautioning Rolana to exercise restraint in her actions ensuring that no one was killed.
This signified Rolana's formidable power.
Seeing her silence, Funghao chose not to press further.
The group continued to await in quiet anticipation.
Approximately 20 minutes later, the awaited escort finally arrived.
It was a guard accompanying Rebecca, now attired as though he had just returned from a tavern, wreaking of indulgence.
Upon entering the room and securely closing the door behind him, he addressed Fong Ho and the others in hush tones.
I shall guide you through the western city gate.
However, once the gate is opened, there's a possibility that adversaries may be among the city defense forces.
Therefore, you must seize this estate before they can relay any information to their allies.
It is highly probable that the Faceless Ones have infiltrated the city guard with their own agents.
The moment the gate is a jar, someone will take notice and alert those outside the estate.
Nevertheless, the Lord's household will endeavor to control the pace of information dissemination to afford Fong how More Time.
Now, let's proceed with that.
The door swung open once more and everyone followed closely behind the guard into the enveloping night towards the western city gate.
Upon arrival, the guard engaged in a brief exchange and soon the gate opened just enough for a single person to pass through.
Without uttering a single word, they exited the city.
Once outside, the gate was swiftly closed behind them.
The group moved continuously, seeking concealment within the dense forest not far from the estate.
Inside the estate, numerous personnel and hidden sentinels were stationed, illuminated by the glow of torches that cast a brilliant light all around.
Fongo unleashed the skeletal gray sparrow, utilizing divine presence to soar into the sky and survey the estate.
This time, in addition to the concealed sentinels lurking in the shadows, he also spotted several welle equipped mercenaries.
From the insignia emlazed upon their chests, he discerned that they belong to the North Tower mercenary corps and the Bloodthorn mercenary corps.
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These two mercenary groups hold considerable renown.
Among them, the North Tower mercenary group is regarded as a mid-tier organization, frequently seen with members accepting tasks at the mission hall.
The Bloods Stinger mercenary group possesses a distinctive flare resembling a band of rogues.
Their missions predominantly revolve around intelligence gathering, theft, and assassination with approximately 80% of the city's notorious pickpockets hailing from Bloodstinger.
Fong Hao estimated that nearly 100 individuals were stationed outside, evidently on high alert following the recent capture of the Faceless One, prompting them to muster such a force.
Once he dispelled the divine presence, Fong Hao recounted the observed situation and the positions of the guards to his companions.
Simultaneously, he retrieved all the weapons and equipment stored in his spatial pouch.
The group cloaked to conceal their identities, prepared for the mission, Fong Hao opted to store some of the heavier gear within his spatial pouch for convenience.
Although the enemy outnumbered them, the task was slightly more challenging than their previous encounter.
However, with heroes like Dimiter and Lorena on their side, and the adversaries being mere ordinary mercenaries, victory was ultimately assured.
Let us proceed according to plan.
Do not call out each other's names during the operation.
Eliminate all outside and incapacitate the ones inside, capturing them alive.
Do you understand? Fonggho instructed in a hush tone.
Yes, my lord, they replied, nodding in affirmation.
Lorena maintained an impassive demeanor, showing no descent towards Fong house orders.
Once the group had organized their equipment, they stealthily approached the estate under the cover of night.
Drawing closer, they concealed themselves within the underbrush.
Dimiter took a deep breath, his chest expanding before unleashing a breath of mist.
A thick fog billowed forth from his mouth, enveloping the surroundings.
This was Dimiter's skill.
Misty canopy.
The fog swiftly spread, shrouding the entire estate.
The torches ignited around the grounds began to flicker and dim under its cover.
Inside the estate, chaos erupted.
Who just passed gas? Why is it so foggy? What's happening? Someone informed the captain.
There's something a miss.
Where's the door? I can't see anything.
The sudden onset of fog through the interior into disarray.
People shouted in panic, unable to see or discern their bearings.
Attempts to light torches proved feudal.
Meanwhile, Dimiter led his team directly from the dense woods into the estate, engaging the hidden centuries and guards.
The air was soon filled with the sounds of battle resonating throughout the estate.
Hearing the cries of their comrades, the remaining guards turn pale.
What is happening? Where are the enemies? Help! There are too many of them.
Quick, notify the captain.
We might be facing the city silitary.
Just as one guard uttered these words, a long sword erupted from the mist, piercing through his neck.
The misty firmament not only disrupts the enemy's perceptual acuity, but also enhances the capabilities of allies.
The tactics of the mountain bandits starkly contrast with those of a conventional army.
They maintain formation, yet upon command, they charge headlong into battle, brandishing their weapons.
Each fights independently, devoid of any tactical coherence.
Fortunately, the bandits are well equipped, and their adversaries lack the structure of a regular military force.
The 25 points of stamina restoration provided by the Misty Firmament are sufficient for them to triumph over their immediate foes.
Lorena trailed behind the group as Domiga cleared the surrounding enemies.
She traversed the mist as if on a leisurely stroll, making her way directly into the central building of the estate.
Inside, the space remained brightly lit, unaffected by the surrounding fog.
Casting a glance at the adjacent room, she casually pointed, causing a series of dark red moon spears to coalesce.
With a series of piercing sounds, they punctured the walls, instantly dispatching the enemy who had been lurking within, poised for an ambush.
"Brothers, just one has entered.
Kill her!" cried a man as he burst forth from the room, summoning others from within.