101: Not a living puppet, first encounter with thieves

“But…”

Ron sneered, full of sarcasm.

“Where there is light, there will naturally be darkness.”

“Although the Thieves' Guild only does bad things like stealing and killing…”

“If it weren't for people with such demands entrusting them first, they naturally wouldn't commit such ugly acts…”

Ron muttered to himself, but he wasn't trying to whitewash the Thieves' Guild.

He just felt that these two forces being hostile to each other was a good thing for him.

“Perhaps I can use Monterey to restrain Beruke.”

“Even if the plan fails, directly selling out the Thieves' Guild and then befriending the Adventurers' Association is not out of the question…”

Ron's eyes flickered, and he already had a plan in mind.

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

After Ron woke up, he first had breakfast, tidied up briefly, and then left the rental house as if nothing had happened.

An hour later.

In Kura City's Commoner District.

Although this was the most backward part of the city.

Because Kura City's overall prosperity was better than Hibo Town.

Even the worst residential houses were built of brick and stone, not thatch and wood planks.

As Ron walked along, he saw that the layout of many houses in the streets and alleys was even comparable to Mr. Litton's house.

It was at this moment that Ron, wearing an alchemical mask, arrived.

He went to a small restaurant on the corner of the street and requested a private room on the second floor.

Ron claimed he liked peace and quiet, asking the waiter not to disturb him.

After paying for the private room, he also gave them a generous tip.

So, the waiter, smiling broadly, bowed and agreed.

After the waiter left, Ron opened the window.

Below, there was a small civilian street and alley.

The reason he wanted this private room earlier was for convenience.

So, after a while longer.

Seeing that no one was entering or exiting the alley, Ron's heart stirred.

The storage space opened, and an extra figure instantly appeared in the private room.

Next, Ron put on his helmet and activated the puppet.

Then, with a swift movement, he leaped out of the window.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

On a sparsely populated street in the Commoner District.

Even though it was daytime, the doors were still tightly shut.

“Lord Beruke, the base has been initially constructed.”

Inside a civilian house, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man bowed respectfully and said.

Opposite him sat a young man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

He nodded upon hearing this and said in a deep voice.

“Very good, I’ll bring the other brothers over later… By the way, no one discovered you when you came, right?”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said with certainty.

“Lord Beruke, please rest assured, I have observed carefully, and I will definitely not leave any loose ends—”

However, before he could finish speaking.

Someone burst in from outside, speaking to Beruke with a tense expression.

“Lord Beruke, someone is outside. I don’t know who it is, please come out and see.”

The middle-aged man beside him was first a little stunned.

Then his expression changed drastically, and he looked at Beruke with some apprehension.

“Don’t panic, let’s go out and see first.”

Beruke made a decisive decision before the middle-aged man could speak.

Then he flashed out of the room.

The middle-aged man and the messenger immediately followed him.

Inside the courtyard, four or five members of the Thieves' Guild were seen.

They were holding weapons, staring intently at the nearby main gate.

Tap, tap, tap!

Tap, tap, tap!

The knocking continued, and the people in the courtyard dared not answer, just waited with heightened tension.

At this moment, Beruke had already arrived in the courtyard.

“What’s going on?”

Beruke also heard the knocking and immediately turned to ask.

His subordinate quickly explained the situation in a few words.

It turned out that two minutes ago, the main gate outside was suddenly knocked on.

They originally thought it was their brothers on lookout outside, wanting to come back for water or to use the restroom.

So, a few young thieves went to open the door.

But, at that moment, one of the veteran thieves suddenly stopped them.

Because this veteran thief was a Low-Tier Just Knight, his hearing was very keen.

So he immediately realized that the knocking sound was not right.

It completely differed from the knocking rhythm of the two lookout thieves.

Moreover, the two lookout thieves.

Seemed to have disappeared, with no sound coming from them at all.

So, for caution's sake, the veteran thief temporarily stopped everyone's actions.

He just waited quietly, listening intently.

As a result, besides the knocking sound.

There was no other movement outside the door, not even the sound of a living person breathing.

At this point, the veteran thief confirmed that something was amiss, so he sent someone to inform Beruke.

He also pulled out his weapon and, with the remaining few, formed a pincer formation, in case someone broke in.

“Hmm?”

After hearing the explanation, Beruke's eyes also sharpened, and he similarly listened intently.

He was an Armed Knight, with extraordinary hearing, and no slightest rustle would escape his ears.

As a result, a few seconds later.

Beruke's expression changed slightly; he actually hadn't heard the breathing of the person outside the door either?

And, not just breathing, the other party seemed to… not even have a heartbeat?

At this moment, a figure approached Beruke.

This person was Clay, the only First-Tier Mage in the team, and he was shaking his head slightly at him.

Seeing this, Beruke became even more alert.

As a Mage, Clay could perceive with Mental Energy.

And he also had a spell called [Heat Source Technique], which could detect through heat sources.

His head shake just now clearly meant that the Heat Source Technique was not working on the person outside the door.

No breath, no heartbeat, not even body temperature… “Either the person's strength far surpasses mine, or… the other party is not a living person?”

Beruke instinctively made a judgment in his heart.

At this time, the person outside the door, like a machine, was still knocking at a fixed rhythm, without the slightest deviation.

“Pete, open the door!”

Beruke said in a low voice, and then a dagger slid from his sleeve.

The veteran thief from earlier nodded in response and walked towards the door.

As he adjusted his state, the Breathing Technique secretly circulated, and he was prepared to fight to the death as he opened the door.

However, the moment he opened the door.

His originally tense expression couldn't help but freeze.

“Pete?”

Everyone else was also surprised and uncertain; Beruke couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

At this moment, Pete was seen to recover, then he pushed the door wide open and stepped back two paces with a strange expression.

The view at the doorway suddenly opened up.

Everyone looked intently, and the next moment, they showed expressions similar to Pete's.

“Who are you?”

Pete's eyes were fixed on the person opposite him as he asked.

And in front of him, a figure clad in a black robe and wearing a mask walked in.