The Fang of the Uncrowned was clearly tempted, and he began to give it serious thought.
He had to weigh the pros and cons before making his choice.
After all, taking private contracts violated the organization's rules. If the organization got angry, the consequences would be severe.
But as he tilted his head in thought, he suddenly noticed another person beside their table.
No, two people. There was a little one, too.
It was Rhode and Lilia.
Since Rhode had already established that this was the man he was investigating, and that these two were plotting against him, he decided he might as well come over for a chat.
The other assassin, Shadow Stealth Stalker, looked Rhode up and down with suspicion written all over his face.
Although Rhode wasn't wearing mage robes today and had a blue mask over his face, an assassin's keen instincts told Shadow Stealth Stalker that he had seen this man somewhere before.
"Who are you, and why are you coming over here?" Shadow Stealth Stalker asked, his tone anything but polite. "Don't you know the rules here?"
Presumably, the assassins of Ravenholdt Manor had an unspoken understanding along the lines of "stay away unless invited."
"I don't know the rules," Rhode said with a chuckle. "But I get the feeling someone else knows them even less. Taking private contracts, then brazenly recruiting someone to help with one right here..."
At those words, Shadow Stealth Stalker's expression changed immediately, and he quickly glanced around in alarm.
The Fang of the Uncrowned looked even more flustered. He stammered, "No, I... I haven't yet..."
A glare from Shadow Stealth Stalker silenced him.
"Just who might you be?" Shadow Stealth Stalker became a little more polite, though a trace of menace remained in his voice. "We never said