Chapter 133: Night Raid

  Furiously tossing aside the now useless "Hawkeye" scroll, Beverly, filled with anger, gred at the distant hillside and roared:

  "This is a mert caravan? A simple caravan with only four or five hundred professionals? A caravan where only adventurers fight?"

  "s, heavy crossbows, fully armed guards, heavily armored barbarian infantry..."

  "They're almost strohan the elites of Bloodmoon City!"

  "What the hell is Raeld up to? How did he gather this intelligence?"

  The rogue standing beside him trembled in fear.

  Afraid that with just one wrong move, Beverly might vent his anger by cutting him down with a single sword stroke.

  However, he was fortunate. Beverly thought he was still useful and coldly said to him:

  "Notify Raeld, gather the others. I want them here by dawn!"

  Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the rogue quickly nodded, mounted his horse, and sped off.

  The reason Beverly hadn’t used "uniagic" was to maintain secrecy.

  The heril Empire's patrols were always watg this area!

  Rubbing his slightly swollen wrist, Beverly circuted his bat energy, trying to se aore the area, accelerating his recovery as much as possible.

  He turned his head again, gring at the small hill hundreds of meters away, whispering to himself:

  "Why is the Ser Family iing so much strength and resources into the easternmost part of the Eastern Province..."

  "Could it be that they've really discovered that ruin?"

  "Impossible... no o our family should know!"

  ......

  Matthew had no idea that the high-tier warrior hundreds of meters away had mistaken him for a paw by the Ser Family to scout the way.

  He was currently listening to Adam Smith tally the casualties.

  "Two s destroyed, four severely damaged, affeg their bat capabilities."

  "Twenty-two caravan guards killed, six seriously injured, but their ditions have stabilized."

  "No other casualties!"

  "We killed a total of 472 enemies... no survivors!"

  As he spoke those st four words, Adam Smith couldn’t help but look up and sneak a g the Arist, recalling his cold and from earlier:

  "Leave none alive!"

  With nearly 30 casualties and almost 500 enemies killed,

  Even with the advantages of intelligence gaps and the power of gold,

  It was undeniable that Adam Smith’s defensive arras and crisis ma had been quite effective.

  Matthew nodded and said in a calm voice:

  "Well done. Share this news with everyone."

  "However, the battle isn’t over yet. Arrange for them to rest in shifts."

  "Notify all the advehat their opportunity to make money has arrived!"

  "Annouhe 'Defend the Territory' task: kill one bandit, earn 10 gold s!"

  "The bandits that have already been killed will also be ted this way. Spread the word to every soldier and batant."

  Adam Smith couldn’t help but feel a jolt of realization at the Arist’s and. It suddenly dawned on him.

  Up until now, he hadn’t properly utilized the adventurers.

  Clearly, the earlier "assassination" attempt by the adventurers had made him somewhat wary.

  "Is the Arist remindio make use of every avaible resource?"

  Seeing that Adam Smith hadn't left, Matthew unsciously rubbed his temples, mentally noting the identities of these "bandits."

  "Redwood Mert Guild, Ba Family!"

  "Why that family?"

  Even with his past memories, Matthew didn’t know much about the Ba Family.

  It wasn’t that the family was too mysterious.

  Because no matter how mysterious a family is, ohey i with pyers, sooner or ter, all their secrets will be exposed.

  But this family had already vanished by the time the pyers rose to power.

  Matthew had entered a quest reted to the Ba Family in a vast underground ruin.

  Due to the high difficulty of the quest and the fact that the rewards weren’t particurly attractive, he had simply deed it.

  The only impression the Ba Family had left on Matthew was that they held certais about that underground ruin and were mortal enemies with the Pfizer Mert Guild.

  Stroking his , a slight smile appeared on Matthew’s lips as he muttered to himself:

  "So, even this little er of the Eastern Province hides so many powerful forces..."

  Looking at the crimson moonlight falling over the nd, Matthew deliberately avoided gazing directly at the blood moon in the sky.

  That was a death wish!

  Just as he stepped out of his tent, he heard cheers of joy.

  As soon as they saw him appear, the entire camp fell silent.

  Matthew g the gathered adventurers and, in a calm and fident voice, said:

  "You have one hour to prepare. Join me for an assault!"

  The adventurers first tensed up, then their eyes widened, and their minds buzzed.

  "We’re going to fight alongside the Arist?"

  "Don’t just stand there, get ready!"

  "Bring everything—this is our ake a fortune!"

  "He's really an Arist..."

  "Keep it down, the bandits might hear us!"

  "..."

  The adventurers excitedly discussed among themselves, and different adventurer squads were already gearing up.

  The otion from the camp didn’t go unnoticed by the bandits.

  Beverly cautiously watched the camp, his brows furrowing.

  He didn’t know what was happening over there, but he had a bad feeling about it.

  Cold winds swept through, carrying the smell of food to them.

  Drinking cold water aing stale bread, the bandits felt increasingly bitter.

  Usually, they could easily defeat their oppos and then enjoy the food and supplies their targets carried.

  But today?

  They were stuck wearing cloaks, enduring the cold wiing cold rations, swatting away mosquitoes, and sitting in the mud.

  Pale red moonlight fell over them.

  As far as the eye could see, only the reeds swayed.

  The chorus of crickets and frogs only added to the bandits’ already irritable mood.

  Beverly licked his lips, sensing danger in the air. Hearing the groans of his injured panions around him, he gripped his sword tightly.

  If the enemy dared to attack, Beverly would give them a surprise!

  Whoosh!

  A torch fred up on the left, and Beverly’s heart tightened. Just as he was about to shout, aorch appeared on the right.

  A twed attack?

  Beverly suppressed his urge to charge out, unsure which side was the main force!

  Before he could react, more and more torches appeared from the reed fields.

  Looking around, it was a sea of flickering lights.

  Enemies surrouhem from all dires!

  "Enemy attack!!"

  The loud shout echoed from the s in every dire.

  Beverly was momentarily stuhen saw the dense rain of fire arrows desding from all sides.

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