The young Thief's acting skills were getting better and better. His plans were getting better and better, and it was getting easier and easier for him to escape.
Grimm had already become a mobile toll station in the underground pipeline. He attached himself to the target prey and squeezed out the rewards they had earned from risking their lives.
While making a fortune, the young Thief was still clear-headed and didn't get carried away by the wealth that fell from the sky.
He knew that this kind of business of lying down and counting money was destined to not last forever.
First of all, it was actually a very infuriating thing. After all, what he was doing now was no different from those robbers. Perhaps the only difference was that he didn't hide as well as those robbers, and he didn't have the powerful strength to protect himself. Therefore, compared to those robbers, he was in a more dangerous situation.
As more and more teams were extorted by him, they would naturally tell others about their encounters when they returned to the surface. This way, others would be on guard, and it would become more and more difficult for him to strike again. At the same time, he had to face the possibility that some of the people he extorted would turn around and take revenge on him.
Moreover, once this matter was spread out, it might provoke even more powerful fellows to reap the benefits at the same time.
In short, although what he was doing now was fast money, it was destined to not last long. Grimm set a deadline for himself in his heart. At most a month, he had to stop and leave this underground city with his harvest. Otherwise, he might not be able to leave again.
And now, the deadline was getting closer and closer.
The young Thief silently calculated in his heart. After completing this mission, no matter what the final reward was, he had already decided to leave this place. In fact, a few days ago, he had already been tidying up his spoils of war for the past month.
Grimm observed for a while and confirmed that Hansen and the others were indeed at their wits' end. Facing the complicated underground pipeline, they could only wait for him to take the initiative to contact them.
At this moment, the young Thief felt a little hungry.
The situation of the prey here was basically stable. The main thing to do next was to stall for time. When they were anxious and could truly feel the threat of death, it would be about time to close the net. Usually, this period of time would take one to two days.
Grimm decided to return to his old nest to eat something and take a good rest.
In order to better monitor the mental state of his prey, the young Thief set up a stronghold not far from here.
That place turned out to be a small filtration pond. Yes, in addition to the densely packed pipes, very few people knew that there were also several small filtration ponds distributed here, the main function of which was to preliminarily filter out the harmful substances in the sewage.
Unfortunately, when Grimm found the place, he discovered that the artifact in the filter pool had already been destroyed by the nearby ghouls. In any case, the location of the place was not bad. It was far from the normal route and there were few people around, making it a suitable base.
The young Thief made some modifications to the place and added some daily necessities. At the same time, he set up some small traps outside the door as a precaution.
However, as soon as he reached the door, his eyelids twitched. The traps he had set up before he left had all been triggered.
Did someone discover this place?!
Grimm was shocked. This place was his lair, and it contained all his belongings, including the loot and supplies he had harvested during this period of time. If it was wiped out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Fortunately, Grimm soon discovered a ghoul that had just died not too long ago.
So it was just a false alarm? The young Thief breathed a sigh of relief. These evil scavengers were really everywhere.
Grimm put away his dagger, opened the door, and reached for the magic lamp placed by the wall. He had modified the filtration pond into a fully enclosed environment. This undoubtedly increased the security of the place to a great extent, but it was not without its drawbacks. He couldn't light a fire in the house.
After all, the air was much less ventilated. Fortunately, he had obtained a magic lamp on his first transaction. This gadget made by a Magician was something that the young Thief couldn't afford in the past, but now he had used it as a daily light source.
Grimm lit up the magic lamp and saw a young man wearing tattered equipment sitting on his hammock. The young man was looking at him with interest.
"Tsk, tsk. I didn't think we would meet again so soon."
The young Thief had already recognized the guy in front of him. It was the little follower who had disappeared from the previous party. Grimm was shocked. How did this guy appear here?
The young Thief had a bad feeling. Since he was here, then where was the Grade 1 Swordsman who had disappeared with him?
Grimm quickly got the answer because in the next moment, a cold sword was pressed against his neck.
Grimm's intestines turned green with regret. This time, he was a little too careless. As a Thief, he was actually sneaked up on by a Swordsman. This was simply a disgrace to the Thief world. If he hadn't seen Rob for the first time, such a thing would never have happened.
However, the panic on the young Thief's face only lasted for a moment. He quickly calmed down and pretended to be calm. "You're finished. Although I don't know how you managed to find your way here and how you relied on a despicable sneak attack to capture me, the rest of my party will be back soon. They won't let you go."
Archmage shrugged. "It doesn't matter. We'll just wait for them here. It saves us the trouble of making another trip. Originally, I wanted to ask you something, but since you have teammates, it will be the same to ask them. In that case, it seems that we don't need to keep your life anymore."
Rob made a throat-slitting gesture to Lolo.
Grimm's expression suddenly changed. He could feel that the sword in the Grade 1 Swordsman's hand was a little closer to his skin. He was so scared that he quickly shouted, "Don't, don't, don't!!! I was just trying to scare you. I don't have any teammates. I'm the only one here. Don't kill me. Otherwise, no one will be able to answer your question. "
"Sigh, you're making it difficult for me to be so unpredictable." Archmage adhered to the fine tradition of loving one's line of work. At this moment, he was completely immersed in his role. In his mind, he recalled the literary works he had read before and discussed with the rookie Brave. "Why don't we cut off one of his legs first?"
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