Wind Spear Hills.
In Cuimu Town, near Shipwreck Bay, a nimble figure vaulted over the wooden wall. Ignoring the guards outside, the newcomer slipped into the alley behind the inn, then entered a concealed tavern through its back door. There were quite a few patrons inside, but that was not the important part. What mattered was that they were gathered around a gambling table, engrossed in their wagers. The bouncer at the door glanced at the newcomer. After seeing the badge they flashed, he immediately broke into a smile and escorted them into a small room behind the bar.
"Lord Ugly Monkey!"
Upon entering the room, the newcomer immediately bowed slightly. Looking up at the young man before them, whose cold expression carried a trace of murderous intent, they slowly said, "All the scouts we sent out have disappeared!"
"Something unusual is happening in Shipwreck Bay! A group of formidable fighters has recently appeared, and they're competing with us for territory!"
"The Thieves' Guild has been acting strangely lately."
"They don't seem willing to help us, but they don't seem to intend to help the other side either."
The young man in the room was carving patterns with a dagger. At those words, he raised his head and frowned. "Who did it? Have you still not identified them?"
Ugly Monkey's voice grew grim, and the atmosphere in the room immediately became more oppressive.
As a rising talent in Port Nyanzaru, Ugly Monkey was now a high-ranking rogue, only a step away from the legendary realm. He was an elite forged through slaughter, and his strength ranked among the best in Port Nyanzaru. Moreover, he had Lord Soren's blessing and could draw upon the power of the God of Rogues when necessary.
"I have failed you!"
"But we found this on