A half-elf man who looked a little overweight was sitting on a chair, staring at the door of the room nervously, as if waiting for something.

He was none other than Muk, who was determined to kill his master and go solo.

Although in the chaotic pirate gangs, such betrayal scenes are quite common.

Some pirate gangs would even kill the old captain who was unable to lead them to rob more property every few weeks and then elect a new captain.

But Hallett is different!

This Captain "Blood Hand" has never experienced even a single mutiny since he set sail.

Because anyone who attempted to betray him would either end up disappearing inexplicably or being thrown into the sea to feed the fish in the early stages of his betrayal.

After all, Harlett is not one of those brainless idiots who only cares about violence and death.

He is very smart and perceptive. He not only knows how to control his ambitious subordinates, but also has a very close cooperative relationship with the Shadow Thieves of Amn.

Otherwise, it would have been wiped out by the fleets sent out by Askatla several times.

If it wasn't confirmed that Hallet was now imprisoned and captured, Muk really wouldn't dare to take such a gambling risk.

When he thought of the horrific retaliation that might come after the adventure failed, he was filled with struggle and fear. He immediately asked without even looking up: "How long has it been? Has no one come back yet?"

Another man standing in a dark corner shook his head slightly: "Not yet. But I think it should be soon. After all, Yelnia has received the most rigorous training from the Shadow Thieves of Am, and has performed very well in several missions to eliminate hostile forces. I don't think anyone can escape her assassination."

“I hope so.

After so many years of operation, Hallett's influence has become too great.

Even I don’t know how many secrets he has hidden and which organizations he has cooperated with.

If we fail to kill him this time, what awaits us will be endless revenge.

As for Yelnia, I'm not too worried.

After all, no matter how powerful the power of magic is, the wizard himself is fragile.

Many times, just a dagger from behind can easily kill them.

Over the years, more than one or two seemingly powerful mages have died at our hands.

What's more, this necromancer named Soth is only good at poisoning and deception."

After saying this, Muk opened the drawer, took out a device that looked like a pipe, and gently put it in.

Seeing this, the man in the dark corner couldn't help but remind him, "Take less of the damn stuff provided by these red robe mages! It won't do any good to your body or mind."

Unfortunately, Muk did not listen to the advice. Just when he was about to suck all the powder into his mouth, the tightly closed door was suddenly knocked open.

A sturdy man in armor rushed in and shouted in panic: "Monster! Monster! There is a monster! Die...die! Everyone is dead!"

"What?! What's going on? Explain it to me!"

The man standing in the corner suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the other person's collar and questioned loudly.

But before he could ask anything, he saw a dull gray hand appear out of nowhere, tightly grasping a black, dull dagger, and thrusting it into the bone gap under the sturdy man's ear at an incredible speed.

Puff! As a mixture of blood and brain matter spurted out from the wound, the latter didn't even have time to scream before his breathing and heartbeat stopped.

Destroy the brain!

A fatal strike! This extremely familiar assassination method immediately made the man's hair stand up, and he immediately drew the dagger at his waist.

Unfortunately, before he could launch an attack, the dull gray hand holding the dagger turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared on the spot, as if it had never appeared.

Only the warm body lying on the ground and the large amount of blood flowing from the wound proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"What's going on? What happened?!"

Muk immediately dropped what he was holding and staggered up from the chair.

He had just stood up and taken two steps when he fell headfirst to the ground.

Faintly, through his blurred vision, he saw a ball of black mist emerging from the shadow in the corner of the room, slowly condensing into the shape of a woman, quietly approaching the man standing at the door from behind.

"careful!"

Muk yelled in his heart.

But the problem was that he couldn't control his body at all, and his mouth couldn't make even the slightest sound.

He could only watch helplessly as the deadly dagger pierced the man's back and went straight through his heart.

The sharpest end tore open the chest, causing dark red blood to ooze out like a fountain.

At the same time, cold negative energy also flowed into the body through the wound.

"Yelinya! It's you! Why... why? How did you become like this?"

The man struggled to turn his head and asked the question with his remaining breath.

I'm sorry! I can't help myself now.

The female assassin's red eyes revealed a sadness and apology that could not be described in words.

Because just now, she had killed all the living people in the house with her own hands.

Including his most cherished friends and partners who carried out dangerous assassination missions together.

At this moment, bodies lying in pools of blood can be seen everywhere in the corridors, halls and courtyards outside.

The Shadow Assassin's amazing efficiency in assassination is fully demonstrated in this pitch-dark environment.

Even the two hired arcane spellcasters were easily killed while they were sleeping.

Every successful killing made Yelnia feel the extreme pain of having her soul and consciousness torn apart, and she even had thoughts of suicide more than once.

Unfortunately, this thought was quickly suppressed by the powerful dominance granted by the cards.

Especially after becoming a shadow servant, she was even cruelly deprived of the ability to cry, and no matter how sad she was inside, she could not show it.

"Well done! You didn't let me down!"

When the man slowly closed his eyes and lost consciousness, Zuo Si appeared in the corridor outside the room with Harlet and Leopard.

Behind him, there were two werewolves in their beastly form.

Obviously, while Yelnia was killing people in the house, Zuo Si was not idle either.

Instead, they would bring people with them to follow behind to finish off the dead and collect the remaining magical energy, life energy and valuable loot from the dead.

Especially the spellbooks of the two mages, as well as the scrolls, potions and magical equipment they carried with them.

In addition, there are a small number of magic weapons, armor and a large amount of property.

As one of Captain Bloodhand's most important secret bases in Port Calin, the underground warehouse of this house contains at least hundreds of "trade bars (a kind of precious metal bars made of gold and silver, specially used for bulk cargo transactions)".

Now they have all become Zuo Si's spoils of war.

Just look at the furious expression on Hallett's face and you will know how huge the economic loss caused by Muk's rebellion is.

You have to know that a large part of this money was originally used to pay ransom.

But what about now?

All gone! (End of this chapter)