Near a secluded valley.
Victor lay tensely on the ground, his entire body blending into the darkness as he hid carefully in the grass.
"May Lord Soren protect me!"
Victor kissed his Crest, then circled toward the valley from the side. The clashes between the Half-Elf Church and the Shadow Thieves had never ceased during this time, and many outstanding rogues had fallen as a result. His orders were to find the Shadow Thieves' lair, then follow the trail to the Shadow Church's headquarters. This valley was one of the most likely locations, and the Church had already lost quite a few skilled operatives investigating it.
Before Victor, three first-rate rogues had already disappeared here.
The terrain here is very well concealed.
Judging by the traces nearby, someone must have deliberately arranged it this way.
Victor carefully avoided a trigger trap, then climbed in along the side wall like a gecko. Before advancing as a rogue, he had been an acrobat, and he knew a few little tricks that other rogues did not. Sometimes, on missions like these, people with special feats like his could prove particularly useful.
Someone is approaching!
Victor immediately held his breath. He had already cast a night vision spell on himself and could clearly see people approaching.
Shadow Thieves!
The one in the middle is... a Shadow Wizard!
Just as I thought.
Even if this isn't their headquarters, it's certainly one of their bases!
Victor clung to the wall, hesitating over whether to advance and investigate further. After considering it for a long time, he finally decided to retreat. If this really was the Shadow Thieves' headquarters, barging in would probably make him disappear just as mysteriously as the others. He should send the information back to Port Nyanzaru first and see what his superiors