First Meeting

"We're not sure. Our people haven't had time to make contact with them yet. They have experts from the shadow world on their side as well. Our men tried several times to approach them, but were stopped each time." The so-called shadow world was simply a collective term for those who did shady, unspeakable things. Calling it the shadow world just sounded nicer.

After following Dulham for so long, Trism had not been idling away his time. Dulham had taught him all the experience he had accumulated over the years on the continent. Ordinary thieves dreaming of silently approaching Solam's group were just that—dreaming. Besides, five shadow assassins had been secretly following Solam at all times. Even if Trism failed to keep an eye on things for a moment, they would quietly deal with any trouble nearby.

"Oh? It seems this group has quite an extraordinary background." Marco stroked his meticulously trimmed beard and narrowed his eyes in thought. Under normal circumstances, he would never have cared about something like this. Although Crimmor could not compare to Athkatla, it was still one of Amn's major cities. How many people came and went every day? At least tens of thousands. If he obsessed over such matters, he would have no time for anything else.

But things were different now. With monsters besieging the city, a group of such experts suddenly entering the city was something he had to consider carefully. The situation within Amn was currently extremely murky. Someone might well be planning to overturn the existing order, overthrow the council, and become the new master themselves. And Marco himself harbored such thoughts.

A thief saw everyone else as a thief. Marco now felt that none of the noble lords around him were particularly trustworthy.

"Is there something suspicious about that