Early in the morning, or rather before dawn, Lin Feng secretly put on his black military uniform and went out.
In the darkness, his all-black attire, combined with the boy's not-too-exaggerated muscular physique and black hair, made him very difficult to attract attention.
Lin Feng spoke quietly with the coachman for a few moments, rented a carriage, and silently headed towards the Second District.
"The time should be ripe soon."
Since Lin Feng wanted to get rid of the Wild Hunt, but couldn't do it himself, only one path remained.
"Remove it through someone else."
After much thought, Lin Feng decided that anyone could be this 'other person'.
However, it would be perfect if this hat could be placed on Night Raid's head.
Of course, Lin Feng is not the kind of person who would easily frame or slander others.
In Lin Feng's view, ' Night Raid ' was an organization that had always wanted to keep its distance and not interfere.
Lin Feng has other ways to resolve the issues surrounding this organization, and these methods will surely kill two birds with one stone, satisfying both sides.
The most important thing right now is to lure out the prey so that I can have someone to 'frame' me.
This person could be a member of Night Raid, or not, but if they were, Lin Feng would gain more benefits.
"Sir, we have arrived at the Red Romance Hotel."
Thank you.
Lin Feng paid the driver and walked forward, examining the traces on the street that most people wouldn't notice.
In the early hours of the morning, the streets remained unchanged from the previous night.
Since the Wild Hunt were new to the area, they were bound to make some noise, and this noise was the basis for Lin Feng to find them.
The Second District's aristocratic commercial street, home to the Wild Hunt.
The sky was already beginning to lighten, and although the sun had peeked out, it appeared exceptionally pale.
It's springtime now, a season of renewal, but it still feels a bit chilly in the Imperial Capital, which is at a relatively high latitude.
However, the Second District Commercial Street used to be a bustling scene with heavy traffic and crowds of tourists at this time of year.
However, the once bustling commercial district is now as desolate as a remote border town, as if it had just been through a war. There are no pedestrians on the streets, and not even a single shop has a candle lit up.
In this place, there were exactly five people swaggering around, their faces beaming with joy.
"Wow, this place was so desolate before... That's really baffling."
Syura spat on the ground and said disdainfully.
Since their arrival, the Wild Hunt have been known for their atrocities in Seventh District. Residents have been staying indoors all day, fearing they might be captured in the street and tortured to death.
Because it is not far from the Imperial Capital Palace, many of the residents in the Second District are former members of the Royal Palace and wealthy merchants, so they receive information faster than in other districts.
Wild Hunt are already infamous.
"That's fine, but why hasn't Champ arrived yet? He said he was catching up with that ' Jaegers ' guy, but this is too slow. Are those two drunk?"
"That man doesn't seem to know anything about wine."
"Do you think Champ might have been tricked by him?"
"Heh, working for the Empire means being prepared to die for something like this. That man named Lan may seem shrewd, but he couldn't possibly be unaware of this!"
Cosmina and Enshin chatted casually, while Syura was clearly unhappy because there were no pretty girls on the street to amuse her.
"Why don't we go door to door and see which family's beauty is lucky enough to serve us?"
"It's getting a bit boring. If you're going, can I just wait here?"
Dotya, dressed in an elegant dress, yawned as she spoke, her every gesture exuding the refined grace of a Western lady.
She and Cosmina had little interest in playing with beautiful women. They could tolerate watching Enshin and Syura play with them on the street, but going door to door to find slaves was extremely boring to them.
Meanwhile, the Japan swordsman Izou, who had his eyes closed, showed a hint of worry.
" Your Syura Sheila, I've heard this is a wealthy area. Is it alright for you to make a big fuss here?"
"Of course... the entire Imperial Capital is my territory, you don't need to worry at all, just enjoy yourself!"
Syura was right; with just one order from him, the security forces in Second District would quickly withdraw.
The entire district will instantly enter a state of fragmentation without any security forces.
"I see. Well then, it seems it's time to give ' Kousetsu ' a good meal."
Syura's frustration at not seeing any beautiful women on the streets actually illustrates how people feared Syura power and dared not go out.
Thinking about this calmed Syura down a bit.
"Wrong..."
Suddenly, Izou was behind Syura, sensed something strange.
"I sense an ominous aura..."
Izou kept his eyes closed the whole time, but this gave him a sense of five things that far surpassed those of ordinary people.
To the average person, a shadow that is almost invisible to the naked eye can appear to reveal unusual variations in light and shadow in the Izou -black environment.
" Izou, is something wrong?"
Syura, Enshin, and Dotya looked around, but after a long time, the street was still deserted except for a few members of the ' Wild Hunt '.
"You've got it wrong, Izou? Even with your eyes closed, it's easy to misjudge things."
"Is that so... Nobody here... I was being presumptuous."
Izou spoke, Izang returned from a squatting position to a normal standing posture.
Just a moment ago, Musashi sensed a fleeting killing intent and had already placed his hands on the hilt of his sword at his waist, ready to draw it.
"Now, even a fly would be scared away by us, haha..."
The five members of Wild Hunt continued to wander aimlessly through the streets, intending to remain in the area until Champ returned.
Above the eaves where the group had just left, a dark shadow solidified and reshaped, transforming into the form of a young boy.
Lin Feng's red eyes coldly gazed at the Wild Hunt' backs, which resembled several black dots. He didn't even bother to let out a disdainful sneer.
"I didn't expect to find them so easily. It seems these people were waiting for someone to take the bait."
"They're making a concerted effort to leave their tracks in every place, probably so that people will come to them and be caught in one fell swoop."
"This tactic of luring the enemy is really in the style of that shameless Syura. It's just a pity that I have to go along with his plan this time and wait for the 'knife' he's waiting for."