Late at night is not time to sleep for many people in Port Calin.

Just the opposite!

This is the time of day when they are most active and violent.

Especially in the huge and complex sewers beneath the city, hundreds of ratmen are gathering together to besiege a group of Kou Tao fishmen who are also hiding in the sewers.

This is an intelligent amphibian creature with a fish-like head, a body covered with colorful scales, atrophied limbs, and webbed fingers between its hands and feet.

They often lurk in the sewers of some port cities, or attack and occupy small coastal fishing villages, turning them into their sphere of influence.

But today, these guys, who are regarded as a huge threat and scourge by coastal residents, are experiencing a devastating disaster.

Although compared to the ratmen who only use numbers to drown the enemy, the Kuo Tao fishmen have more sophisticated weapons.

There was even a priest who was constantly casting divine spells.

But in the end, they were defeated under wave after wave of attacks.

Some of the fishmen's corpses were even torn apart by the mad ratmen, revealing the muscles and bones under the scales and skin.

When the last priest of the Kuo-Toa fishmen was hacked to death, the ratmen who won the final victory immediately raised their hands and gave a creepy cheer.

The dark red blood stains on the gray fur and the flesh and blood remaining in the mouth and teeth all proved their madness tonight.

There is no doubt that among the many beastmen, ratmen are the least known for their fighting ability.

But at this moment, they became extremely cruel and bloodthirsty, contrary to their usual behavior.

As for the reason, of course it was the figure standing on the hill made up of the corpses of many Kou Tao fishmen.

This guy was blind in one eye, only half of his tail was left, and there was a small notch on his left ear, but his eyes were more ferocious than those of his fellows, and he was obviously the leader of the entire ratman clan.

He used a scimitar to cut off the head of the Kuo Tao fishman priest, held the bloody fish head high, and said loudly: "My dear brothers and sisters!

Today we created a history! A history that has never been seen in Kalimport! That is, under the guidance of the great hunting god, we conquered every corner of the entire sewer! Whether it was the werewolves who looked down on us, the trolls who regarded us as a source of food, or these stinky fishmen covered with scales, they all fell at our feet.

Glory to Mara!

I declare! From now on! The Skaven will build our own kingdom in the sewers of Calimport! No one can tell us what to do anymore!

And I promise this is just the beginning! Next, I will lead you back to the surface and use practical actions to make the leaders of the Thieves Guild learn to respect us! Otherwise!

We will chop off their heads and offer them as sacrifices to the Lord of the Beasts."

“Ooooooh!”

“That’s very well said!”

"Thanks to the great hunting goddess Mara for her blessing!"

"From now on, the sewers belong to the kingdom of the ratmen!"

"That's right! We will kill anyone who dares to come in without permission!"

"The Thieves Guild of Calimport must learn to respect us!"

"Lanni! You are our king!"

…

For a moment, the surrounding ratmen roared like crazy as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Especially those guys standing in the front row, their eyes were full of admiration for the ratman leader named Lanny.

It was precisely because of this almost fanatical atmosphere that no one noticed that there was a pair of eyes in the shadows not far away that were watching everything that had just happened.

He was none other than Bernice, the master assassin under Apke.

"These ratmen actually threw themselves into the arms of Mara, the God of Hunting? No wonder they suddenly became so crazy and bloodthirsty.

But who is this Lanny?

Why don’t I have any impression of him at all?”

Bernice murmured in a voice that only she could hear.

However, seeing that this group of ratmen began to pile up the bodies of the killed Kuo-Toa fishmen, it seemed that they were preparing for some kind of bloody sacrificial ceremony.

After all, no one knows whether something terrible will be summoned during this chaotic and evil sacrifice ceremony to the gods.

If you happen to summon a creature that can see through invisibility, no matter how superb your stealth skills are, you will be exposed in an instant.

One of the most important reasons why Bernice can live safely in Port Calin until now is that he is not as curious as other thieves.

…

An hour later.

The circular room on the second basement floor of the Thieves Guild.

Apke sat in his seat in a silk pajamas, listening to Bernice's report very quietly, and kept stroking his plump and elastic chin with his fingers.

After a long silence, he frowned and asked his magic advisor: "Aren't the followers of Mara, the God of Hunting, usually active in forests and wilderness where few people go?

And I heard that this group of guys who call themselves the "Black Blood People" extremely despise the rat people living in the city sewers.

Why would a ratman who believes in Mara appear in the sewers of Port Calim?

This is just so weird!"

"Mara is the common belief of all evil beastmen.

In theory, it is entirely possible for the ratmen to become believers of this hunting god.

But what I find incredible is that this ratman leader named Lanny is so ambitious that he wants to build an underground kingdom in the sewers.

This is behavior that all thieves guilds in Calimport cannot tolerate."

The middle-aged wizard Courant pointed out the problem from a professional perspective.

As everyone knows, the sewers of Port Calin are a complex underground network that extends in all directions.

Many thieves guilds will use it to carry out some smuggling activities, or establish a black market base to trade stolen goods.

This means that the sewers are public and no one can monopolize them.

Otherwise, it would be clear that they were going to be enemies with all guilds except their own.

"Humph! It seems that someone made a promise that he couldn't keep in order to trick these rat people into working for him.

But it doesn't matter! If others can use them, then so can I.

Bernice, send a letter to this rat leader named Lanny.

I'll meet him at the entrance to the sewer on South Street in the city tomorrow at midnight."

As expected of the leader of the Thieves Guild, Apke immediately saw through the essence of the whole matter.

Since the rat man has been turned into a knife under the manipulation of someone with ulterior motives, why can't he become the owner of this knife?

Anyway, no one has the intention to fulfill their promise, so you can just offer a sky-high price to lure the rat people to defect.

"Understood! I'll deliver the letter."

The assassin retreated into the shadows again and left silently.

After he walked away, Aipke continued to ask: "Kulan, how many mice have you caught now that Lord Sos asked us to prepare?"

"There are probably more than 2,000 of them. You know, they are extremely difficult to catch.

Moreover, when their numbers reach a certain size, they will kill each other and eat the corpses of their own kind.

Our people had to separate them one by one in cages with wires, and feed them some food and water every once in a while."

When it came to these rats, the middle-aged wizard couldn't help but complain.

Whenever he thought of the mice packed densely in cages, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"Hahahaha! I am increasingly looking forward to what Lord Soth will do with these mice. As you know, I have always been very interested in magic, but I lack talent in this area..."

(End of this chapter)