Zev vaguely realized that coming back might really be a mistake. Perhaps it was because the organization spent money to save him that gave him some unrealistic hope.
However, from the beginning to the end, what the organization wanted to save was not him, but the things he possessed. As for himself, from the moment he stepped into Langard, he himself had no value.
... ...
Bang!
The door of the room slowly closed.
Sheela Bane sneered and glanced at the closed door of the room.
"He's a waste indeed..."
After that, Sheila Bain picked up a list of "goods" on the table.
However, just as he opened the list, before he had time to check it, his eyes suddenly focused and he quickly looked to the corner of the room, and his right hand unconsciously fell to his waist.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was silent.
Faintly, only Sheila Bane's heartbeat echoed in the room.
after a while.
"...Is it an illusion? Is it because I'm too sensitive during this critical period..."
Sirabein frowned, retracted the sword that had been pulled out a little, shook his head, and continued to check the list.
Not long after, he called in a few people.
He threw a few lists on the table and said to them with a serious face, "They'll be here to inspect this batch of goods in a few days! Hurry up and get everything sorted out. Get the goods shipped in quickly! Remember, this is the most important thing for our organization right now. Everything else can be put aside for now."
"Call back those scattered personnel within the next few days. The volume of cargo is huge, and insufficient manpower can easily lead to problems! The docks must also be kept extra vigilant within the next few days. If there are any suspicious individuals, immediately eliminate them!"
"Do you understand everything?"
"Yes, Chief!!!"
After arranging this matter, Sheila Bain did not stay in his room any longer. Instead, he left the underground base and got into a luxury car parked near the warehouse building and drove towards the central city...
Some time after Sheila Bane left the dock.
Gurgle~, gurgle~...
A shadow in the corner of the room surged up from the ground.
"...Are you being too arrogant?"
Glancing towards the door of the room, Hulim reflected.
The leader of this underground organization had a level of perception that was beyond Hulim's imagination. It was the first time she had encountered someone who had reached this level.
Fortunately, nature magic works wonders for those with keen perception.
Hulim did not remove the magic on her body, but continued to blend into the shadows and moved to the only table in the room.
Looking at the documents on the table, Hulim did not touch them. It was impossible for such a perceptive person not to notice that the documents had been tampered with.
Although he could not take any action, Hulim still obtained some information through some information scattered on the surface of the table.
The above information is basically about goods, and these goods are slaves, or to be more precise, "illegal slaves"!
People who are forcibly captured through various illegal means such as abduction and kidnapping.
Although this may only be the tip of the iceberg, it can be inferred from this information that the main business of this underground organization is the illegal slave trade.
No wonder the other party is active all over the empire.
"... ...There's no easier way to obtain slaves than through bandits."
No more intelligence could be obtained in the room, so Hulim once again sank into the shadows and began to explore the entire underground base.
Compared to the underground organization's leader, Sheila Bane, the ordinary members in the base had significantly weaker perception abilities. Even if a shadow passed under their feet, they didn't notice it. Of course, this was also due to the darkness in the entire underground space.
... ...
Two nights later.
On a street not far from the pier, a shadow emerged from the ground.
Then Hulim broke the spell.
Due to the problem of magic power consumption, it was impossible to simply explore the entire organization at one time, so Hulim had to come out many times to restore magic power and then return to the underground base to explore.
Now, after two days, she has a general understanding of the situation of the underground organization.
In addition to the headquarters at the dock, there should be three other strongholds in the city. There are more than 20 armed personnel stationed in the headquarters, and together with those scattered in the city, there should be nearly 40 people. Of course, this does not include those who are not in Langard.
Strength... very strong!
Except for some who are responsible for intelligence work, the others are almost all C-level!
This force is equivalent to a company of the Knights Templar, and the chances of success in a frontal attack are zero.
"Is there any other way..."
... ...
Hulim no longer spent time trying to gather intelligence about the underground organization. She simply checked every day to see if there was anything unusual. She spent more time on another matter...
In a hotel in the central part of Langard.
In the room with the doors and windows closed, Hulim was busy taking notes.
"... Let me see, the ingredients I need are: Mist Flower Petals, Swamp Snake Mucus, Flame Thorn Grass Ash, Blind Night Spider Bone Powder... and finally, Dragon Juice and Hadra Hades Scales."
Looking at the list of materials, Hulim felt a little bit troubled.
Considering the enemy's combat power, ordinary medicine is definitely not enough. It must be able to take effect silently and be able to spread within a certain range. The effect of the medicine must be fast and not give the opponent time to react. The effect must also be strong enough.
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