"Hey, Klyme, have you never worried that I might report you directly?"
Hearing Klye's words, Grye did not answer directly. Instead, he asked a question in return.
"If you don't report us, you can rise through the ranks and get rich.
"If you report us, then as long as even one of us escapes, you'll have to constantly worry about when your whole family might die in their sleep, just like Janos Slynt.
"After all, the North never forgets!"
Klye did not make any vicious threats. He merely stated a fact in a flat, emotionless tone.
Yet his words made every hair on Grye's body stand on end. Forcing a smile, he said, "A notice came today ordering half our men to be transferred to assist with the search. I can arrange for you to take over the shift before dawn."
"Then let's have some fun first! There's still some time before the shift change.
"Lord Grye, now that you've made a fortune today, shouldn't you treat us?
"Usually, I'm the one treating everyone!"
Upon hearing this, a smile instantly blossomed across Klye's face as he spoke in the tone of an old friend.
Grye discreetly wiped the cold sweat from his brow and replied, "No problem. Have them come in, and you can choose for yourself!"
The five of them remained there until close to midnight before straightening their clothes and heading to the South Gate Tower to change shifts.
When the five arrived at the South Gate Tower, forty Gold Cloaks were just changing shifts in the open space below the tower.
"Deputy Captain Grye!"
Seeing Grye approach with his men, the Gold Cloaks immediately saluted him.
"Mm! Blake, Das... you five will stand watch with me.
"The rest of you can go home and rest. Tomorrow morning,