Ang moved silently through the night, following the familiar path and quickly arriving at the villa from before. He stood at a distance, his gaze vigilantly sweeping the surroundings. There were no guards outside the villa, making it seem empty, yet the front door stood open. The sight made Ang's heart sink.
When he had left, he had clearly shut the door behind him.
He slowed his breathing, his footsteps growing lighter as he gradually approached the villa. When he was not far from the entrance, a low conversation drifted from inside, making him stop at once. He swiftly concealed himself in the shadows nearby and listened carefully.
"My lord, we have searched the entire villa. Lord Stidi is not inside." One voice was calm and forceful.
"What about the items?" Another voice spoke, this one belonging to a mage, carrying a hint of confusion and unease.
"Most of the magic materials are gone."
Inside the villa's hall, three black-robed mages exchanged glances, their brows tightly furrowed.
"Could it be... Mage Sti has defected?" one of the mages asked in a lowered voice, his expression filled with uncertainty.
The three of them quickly checked again and discovered that a large quantity of magic materials had indeed vanished. Only the hall bore signs of battle, while the rest of the house showed none, leaving them even more confused.
Hearing this, Ang quickly calculated his next move. He soon made his decision. With a shift of his body, a dense layer of Darkness Cloud enveloped him, obscuring his appearance. At the same time, he swiftly equipped his Enchanted Armament. The North Wind Steel Shield was firmly fastened to his left arm, while he gripped the Dragon Thorn Spear in his right hand, its sharp tip glinting with cold light.
Disguise myself as