Villa of Ariad, South Thread City, Ariad Marquisate.
Several silhouettes, around twelve men donning dark green cloaks, swiftly and stealthily jumped through the mansion's perimeter wall assembled through refined steel to enter the premises of the Branch House of Ariad.
'There's really no security...' Krandel thought to himself.
At first, they couldn't believe the words of the workers who had wholeheartedly built the blacksmithing workshop and the low-end training ground. But seeing the place with their very eyes, with their irises somewhat dilated and pupils quite slightly slit, the group of men realized that this mission was now doable.
Capable of communicating telepathically, the leader, Krandel, addressed the men under his command.
| Put everyone to sleep. If anyone resists, then kill them, but do not harm her! |
