As the afterglow of the evening faded, Naveya swiftly quieted down due to the curfew.
Only the patrolling city guards were left on the streets.
Unlike before, the city guards today were armed with their weapons and widened their eyes, searching for any suspicious characters in the corners or in the shadows.
The assassination of the Thorn Temple priest in the afternoon market had startled the higher-ups of Naveya. The higher-ups had given the order to capture the killer within a week.
However, the city guard commander had no leads.
In the end, the commander could only push the pressure from the higher-ups onto his subordinates.
As for the final outcome?
That was something that only God would know.
"Derlink is just a good-for-nothing. If it wasn't for his contribution to Thunder Temple, how could he become the commander of the city guards?"
Atrina was full of disdain when she mentioned the commander.
However, Atrina was careful enough when facing the city guards.
She brought Kieran and Starbeck along the small path outside Charging Stable Inn, bypassing four outposts and three patrol teams before entering the docks area of Naveya City.
After going through a bunch of warehouses, Kieran's sight suddenly brightened up. Six straight stonewalls connected to the sea and large sailing ships were sailing up and down in the waves.
Fwaaaaa!
The sound of the waves entered Kieran's ears clearly and the sea breeze that blew against his face had a special smell.
"It's right in front!
I've hidden the Holy Thorn Grail in the sea under one of the stonewalls. Only the presence of the monsters in the sea could conceal the priests' senses! "
Atrina said softly.
Kieran nodded without further comment.
Kieran knew after reading "Analysis of the temples development in Naveya City", although there were 25 temples in Naveya City, other than the highest temple being the Temple of Thunder, there weren't any powerful Gods like the sun, moon, day, night, or sea.
Quite the opposite, the sea was filled with all kinds of terrifying monsters.
Every year, the sea sacrifice was needed to appease the monsters and ensure the smooth sailing of the sea.
Besides, most of the natives in the city thought the sea was magical.
Of course, it was the bad kind.
Apart from that, there were also customs such as not getting close to the sea at night.
However, it was precisely because of this custom that Kieran and his team's subsequent actions became much easier.
Most of the city guards were patrolling around the warehouse. None of them went near the shore.
As for the only sentry post on the six stone bridges, it was also useless.
Starbeck, who was behind Kieran, saw the empty outpost with a lit torch. He couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"A year and a half ago, after the last Night Watcher went missing, no one dared to work there anymore."
"Including the Night Watcher, ten people have gone missing in less than half a year. Even the priest of Sin Temple couldn't do anything about this place.
Atrina explained in a low voice.
But from start to finish, his eyes weren't looking at Starbeck but at Kieran.
Obviously, this explanation was meant for Kieran.
As for Starbeck?
In the eyes of the arrogant temple deacon, Starbeck was a cowardly servant, other than his cooking skills, he was useless.
"My lord, you shouldn't have brought your servant here.
He is useless. "
Atrina said as she walked.
Her words frightened Starbeck, he instinctively grabbed Kieran's mantle, he was worried that Kieran would abandon him.
"Cooking skills are enough."
Kieran replied with a half-truth, half-lies.
After realizing Atrina was also a pawn, he had no idea why the mastermind behind the scenes would hire a traveling merchant to make a move. If Kieran dared to leave Starbeck alone in the hotel, it would be really unwise.
Atrina could find her way into the hotel.
Why couldn't that guy?
He might have already made his move.
Kieran subtly glanced over the shadows around him and glanced at the stone bridges further away. He slightly moved his feet and blocked Starbeck behind him.
Atrina didn't notice Kieran's movement.
But it didn't mean she didn't notice something unusual.
As they got closer to the stone bridges, Atrina, who had gone through the baptism of blood once, stopped her steps with a vigilant gaze and signaled Kieran to step back.
However, the moment Atrina stopped, seven to eight figures jumped out from the shadows behind them. Each of them was armed with swords and knives and had a ferocious glare in their eyes.
From the direction of the stone bridges, two men in leather armor and mercenary attire walked out.
One of them had two swords in his hands, his body was buff and his face was sneering. The swords in his hands were twirling around his wrists, producing a cold glare.
The other one was bare-handed but taller than a common man. His face was covered in scars, it would make one gasp when they saw him.
"Dual Blade Xeriche!
Anderson the Wild Beast! "
Atrina cried out in shock when she saw the faces of the two men under the dim moonlight.
It's over!
When the temple deacon saw the two men, her heart was filled with despair.
Both of them were famous figures in Naveya City.
Not just among the mercenaries, but also in the temple itself.
A year ago, when the two of them killed a priest from Wealth Temple, it caused a commotion in Naveya City.
Everyone was shocked by the bold actions of the two men.
In the pursuit that followed, the two of them performed outstandingly, dodging the Sin Temple's pursuit thrice and escaping to the North.
Atrina had no idea why the two of them would sneak back to Naveya City at this time.
Or maybe the two of them didn't even leave Naveya City and were hiding somewhere.
But none of that mattered anymore.
More importantly, she had to think of a way out.
Otherwise, she would really die in this place!
"Sigh."
Just as Atrina was thinking about how to survive, a sigh was heard.
It was Kieran.
Kieran sighed and shook his head.
"Much more cautious than I thought."
Kieran said.
Then, Kieran went straight towards Dual Sword Xeriche and Wild Beast Anderson opposite of him.
"Wait, they are …"
Atrina opened her mouth to stop Kieran.
However, the temple deacon's words came to an abrupt halt.
Xeriche, who claimed that his dual swords could catch up to the speed of the wind, just as he swung his swords, his wrists were crushed by Kieran.
Anderson, who could ignore the slashes from the swords and the arrows, had his neck snapped by Kieran.
Everything happened in an instant.
Atrina didn't even see the whole process clearly.
What she saw was the result.
The deacon of the Divine Temple was dumbfounded, and his mind was about to freeze.
Until the sound of sharp metal cutting flesh came from behind her, only then did she wake up from her daze. When she turned around, she saw an unforgettable scene.
A tenacious long sword was shuttling back and forth between the shadows and the bodies.
Each time the sword shuttled back and forth, a person would fall to the ground.
Each time the sword shuttled back and forth, souls would wail in agony.
The long and narrow sword was like the grim reaper's scythe, reaping prey after prey.
Within a few breaths, the people who surrounded them all fell to the ground, dead.
The long and narrow sword, with a joyful cry, flew back to Kieran like a swallow returning to its nest.
Under the night breeze, under the moonlight.
The long sword and the crow feathered mantle danced in the wind.
The sword shined brightly.
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