The Frost Wolf that was covered in mud was as dirty as the stray dogs around it. Like the stray dogs, it shuttled through the streets and alleys, searching for scarce food.
However, the stray dogs would eventually return to the neighborhood.
Each of them would guard their own territory.
A few days without enough food caused them to be dispirited but it didn't stop their natural duty: guarding the house.
Even though the house was empty.
The sudden war caused the residents of Riverdale to flee in panic.
They were terrified and took away most of their valuables and the food they needed for their journey. However, some of their family members that they should have taken away were unconsciously neglected.
Fortunately, it was only a few of them.
The Frost Wolf that returned to the neighborhood seemed to be exhausted. It crawled in the corner of the wall and stuck out its tongue, looking around vigilantly with its different-colored eyes.
Whenever other stray dogs, especially those that had always been roaming and had never really gotten close to humans, approached, it would always whimper. Then, when those stray dogs came closer, the frost wolf would immediately run away.
Although it could easily tear the intruders apart, the Frost Wolf knew what it was trying to do, so it didn't show any signs of abnormality.
The identity of a stray dog, especially a pup, was very useful.
It was very useful to the point that the Frost Wolf swiftly inherited its mother's talents and bloodline.
In simple words, Frost Wolf looked like an abandoned and lost puppy at the moment.
Would anyone care about a pup like that?
Other than some kind-hearted people, no one would.
Riverdale was empty at the moment, so where would there be kind-hearted people?
All there were were those with ulterior motives.
Similar to the building that it had been watching further away, groups of people started to gather around noon and left in unison.
Then, not long after that, three more people appeared.
Compared to those who left before, these three were much more vigilant.
They were also much stronger.
The Frost Wolf could clearly smell the powerful presence of the three people. It curled up its body even more and its different-colored eyes were covered by its eyelids.
If anyone who knew Kieran saw the Frost Wolf at the moment, they would be astonished.
This was because the way the frost wolf squinted its eyes was somewhat similar to Kieran's.
The Frost Wolf that had been blessed not only had its strength increased, but more importantly, it had gained intelligence that surpassed that of ordinary beasts. With this kind of intelligence, it knew how to learn.
Or to be more precise: imitation.
And there was only one person it imitated: Kieran.
Frost Wolf had been by Kieran's side ever since it was born. Not only did it imitate Kieran's mannerisms, its behavior was almost identical as well.
Therefore, it carefully and cautiously approached the house.
His muddy body stuck to the corner of the wall as he walked, causing his entire body to blend into the shadows.
It didn't need to get too close. Its father's bloodline gave it excellent hearing, allowing it to hear every sound in the building from quite a distance.
"A bunch of idiots!"
"Do they really think everyone is an idiot?"
"How arrogant of him to attack Warren's palace!"
"Moreover, it was done in an aboveboard manner!"
"Did their usual training get eaten by dogs?"
His voice, which was used to being low and deep, was now several times louder. Immediately, there was a piercing sharpness in his voice.
What was more unconcealable was his angry growl.
Before the others in the room could speak, the voice spoke again.
"Don't they know there is a Devil and a Son of Dragon in there?"
"Who gave them such blind confidence?"
"Or …"
"Did someone give them the wrong information?"
The high-pitched voice returned to its original tone, but it was once again low and deep. Along with it, there was a hint of doubt.
The voice obviously didn't believe his men would be wiped out just like that, especially after they completed a beautiful operation.
They had already shown great potential.
All they needed was more time and they would be able to take charge on their own.
But now?
Huuhaa, Huuhaa!
The moment he thought about how all his hard work had gone down the drain, especially with the death of his elite subordinates and the threat to his position, this man's breathing became rapid. His aura also changed slightly, causing the atmosphere in the room to feel oppressive.
The other two remained silent.
Assassins weren't a talkative occupation.
Some of the more extreme training methods would start with cutting off their tongues.
Snake school had such training methods as well.
However, it wasn't used anymore many years ago.
The assassins chose a more covert way!
Judging from the current situation, the assassins were doing quite well.
The one who questioned the voice was always proud of himself during normal days, but now, he couldn't feel happy at all. His silent comrades, his dead men, his threatened position, all of it ignited the rage in his heart. The anger that he suppressed just a moment ago rose again.
"Say something!
Tell me, why?
Why? "
The voice growled.
And this time, one of the two remaining people in the room spoke.
"Rather than asking why, I think we should leave this place as soon as possible.
Since we've confirmed their deaths, there's no need to stay in this base anymore. "
His hoarse and cold voice was filled with the calmness of an assassin.
However, in that person's ears, there was an extraordinary purpose behind it.
"You want to wipe out all traces?
Tell me, are you behind everything that happened here? "
The voice growled.
"What kind of joke is this?
"Our three groups have always acted separately. Each group has its own independent intelligence system!"
From the moment we were formed, we never interfered with each other! "
The coarse, gloomy voice got colder.
Displeasure was brewing in his voice.
"Never interfered with each other?"
The voice laughed coldly with a sneer.
It was said to be never interfered with each other but in fact?
He had been scheming every day to plant eyes and ears in the other two groups and he believed the two in front of him were doing the same.
"I'll get Lord Prime Viper to execute the verdict!
"You'd better prepare yourselves!"
The voice then stood up.
Just like what his colleague said, there was no reason for this base to exist anymore, nor was there any reason for him to stay. If it wasn't for collecting possible clues, he wouldn't even be here.
As for gathering the other two?
Hmph.
He had already lost all his men.
But if he was the only one who lost, wouldn't it show that he was useless?
With that thought in mind, the voice quietly completed his arrangements.
"They only have themselves to blame for their deaths."
Besides … "
The one who had been quiet finally spoke.
"Besides what?"
When the voice heard the first sentence, his rage was ignited again, he turned around and glared fiercely at the last person who spoke.
"Besides, you shouldn't show your back to your opponent."
Amid the suppressed voice, the face of the voice changed drastically but before he could react, his chest was pierced by a short sword.
The blade went through the rib protection and perforated his heart.
"You … You two …"
"Yeah, we've been working together for a long time.
Your men were also led by our wrong information — I have to say, your methods of drawing people's hearts are too primitive and shallow, there's no technical content at all.
Very well, you can die now. "
The last person who spoke bent down and looked at his dying opponent. He sneered a few times and was about to finish him off with a swing of his sword.
But someone else was faster than him.
Puk!
Almost in the same way, this man's chest was pierced by the short sword.
"You really think I'll work with you?"
A coarse, gloomy voice sounded.
"Yeah.
Why would I work with you? "
The man whose chest was pierced by the short sword nodded with a smile, as if he wasn't hurt at all. He stood up and stared at his collaborator.
Then, almost at the same time, the two of them shouted in unison, "Do it!"
The sudden voice was loud and clear, like a clap of thunder.
But there was no reply.
Silence reigned.
Huu.
Amidst the silence, the night breeze blew again.
Clear footsteps were heard along with the night breeze.
Tssk Gak.
The door was pushed open softly.
They saw a black figure and a pile of bodies behind the black figure. They also saw the wind coat slowly falling to the ground after it danced with the night breeze.
Black, deep.
Dead silent.
As if …
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