Aiduke led his three subordinates and followed from a distance the convoy of the "Lady of the Long Night."
As for the so-called "Lady of the Long Night," Aiduke had always scoffed at her, previously deeming the mercenary lucky to be selected and used by some influential figure as a mere pawn, and the latest rampant rumors further proved his conjecture.
"Humph, just a 'plaything' after all!"
The mercenary leader sneered inwardly.
Subsequently, he let out bursts of cold laughter.
This time he was hired by "Mr. Bernice" to keep an eye on this "Lady of the Long Night"—merely to watch and report back.
To Aiduke, this was simply money being handed to him.
And a substantial amount at that.
Because "Mr. Bernice" was generous enough.
But who would mind earning a little extra?
Looking at the convoy, greed flickered in Aiduke's eyes.
Now, the convoy was still empty.
But soon, it would return full.
And that would be his opportunity.
