Chapter 1004: Chapter 499: Assault_2
After dealing with these two, the remaining Dwarves and Half-orcs, who moved relatively slowly and whose combat styles were completely restrained by Xia Nan, posed almost no threat.
While focusing on the task at hand, he mused in his heart.
Seli, who was vaguely trailing at the back of the team and constantly observing Xia Nan’s movements, couldn’t help but feel a chill down her spine, just feeling the coldness of the evening wind, and was puzzled in her heart.
From the perspective of the Iron Rock Shield Team, what they did was of course not a problem.
But on the other hand, deepening Xia Nan’s vigilance like this may not be a good thing...
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Deep into the night.
The firewood wrapped in orange flames occasionally made crackling sounds, and the air was filled with the white noise of tree branches rubbing against each other and the tide from the seaside crashing against the rocky shore.
Two pirates wearing standard leather armor, looking somewhat careless, were guarding on either side of a wooden door.
Through the gaps in the door, one could vaguely see the stairs leading underground behind the wooden door, seemingly a simple dungeon.
"Ha hoo..."
The younger-looking of the lackeys lazily stretched, causing the One Handed Sword hanging at his waist to sway and collide with his armor, making a light noise.
It was precisely the sleepiest time of the day, plus he had spent the day drinking and playing with his comrades, without much rest, making it so that this lackey’s eyelids were almost too heavy to keep open.
Standing there, his body swayed, as if he would fall asleep while standing at any moment.
"I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to find a place to take a nap. You cover me for two hours, if anyone asks, just say I went to relieve myself, then come call me."
Yawning one after another, as if he couldn’t hold out any longer, he rubbed his already red eyes vigorously and called out to his comrade beside him.
In response, although the pirate lackey next to him looked slightly older and had a full beard, someone who could do this kind of work obviously wouldn’t be a kind-hearted person.
Seeing his comrade wanting to take a break and leaving the work to him alone, he was immediately unwilling, his voice even slightly raised:
"Why should I cover for you?"
"You think I’m not tired? Unless... "
The bearded man’s face showed a meaningful smile and he extended his hand towards the other, showing eight fingers.
"Eight copper coins!?"
"Have you gone crazy for money?"
"If I were willing to spend that much, I would have long asked someone else to cover for me tonight, I wouldn’t have to hold on until now!"
Seeing his comrade so greedy, the young man could only give up, standing there trying to move his body a bit, as if trying to wake up, yet he complained.
"If you’re really that keen on making money, you should go back to Suo Yu Bay."
"The Corner Shark Gang offended some Big Shot before, all the higher-ups are dead, the gang is just using their territory to operate."
"If you could really apply there, any bit of profit would be enough for you to live it up."
Hearing this, the bearded man couldn’t help but angrily spit on the ground beside him.
"You think I don’t want to?"
"If I could have stayed at Suo Yu Bay, who would be willing to come to this godforsaken place, where not even a woman is seen all day long."
"It’s just because a few of us don’t have the connections that we can’t go back, you know!"
His complaint seemed to echo the feelings of his comrade beside him, softening the young man’s previous grievances against him, prompting him to speak comforting words:
"Buddy, don’t be too stubborn."
"Look, even the Boss didn’t stay in Suo Yu Bay but came out with us. With the recent movements in the gang, there’s likely to be some new business."
Mentioning the words "new business", he subconsciously glanced towards the wooden door, then quickly withdrew his gaze.
"When the time comes, following the Boss, even if we can’t get the meat, at least we can drink some soup."
Seeing lingering dissatisfaction on the bearded man’s face, the young man suddenly looked around guiltily, ensuring the coast was clear before leaning forward cautiously, covering his mouth with one hand to whisper mysteriously:
"Just last night, I went to deliver wine to the Boss’s room, guess what I saw?"
Not waiting for a reply, he couldn’t hold back the urge to share, his face brimming with excitement as he spoke quickly:
"A creature with several pairs of arms, covered in scales, crawling out from the sea..."
The bearded man’s attention was evidently drawn in by the revelations from the young man, listening intently.
But just as he was about to get to the crucial part.
Unexpectedly.
In the deep color of night behind the young man, a vague shadow seemed to flash by.
The previously fluent speech abruptly halted, and his vivid expression froze as if the pause button was pressed.
First stiff for an instant, then frowning and twisted.
The time was too fleeting, the bearded man hadn’t even realized what had happened.
The next moment.
"Schiing."
The sharp tip of a Short dagger, emanating a murderous gleam, pierced out from the young man’s chest, splattering hot, metallic-smelling blood onto his face.
Pupils contracted sharply!
The bearded man’s expression similarly froze, his mouth which had been tightly closed instinctively gaped open, a vigilant shout was about to burst from his throat.
But just as the sound was about to escape his lips, a calloused hand unexpectedly emerged from the darkness behind him, firmly covering his open mouth.
Turning what should have been a cry laden with shock and anger into a muffled, helpless "mm-hmm" sound.
Swoosh—
The edge of a blade glided across his throat, directly severing the bearded man’s vocal cords.
Agonized pain and survival instincts made him instinctively claw at the hand holding his mouth shut.
Though appearing slender, the grip was as unyielding and tough as iron, hard to shake.
One second, two seconds...
Life’s breath swiftly ebbed with the spurts of blood gushing from his throat.
The bearded man spasmed a couple last times in a bright flash of vitality, his eyes lost focus, and the body silently crumpled backward to the ground.
Casually wiping the blood from the sword blade with his clothes, Seli nodded towards A Gu, the Dwarf Wanderer who had already taken care of the young pirate on the other side, then tucked the Short Sword back into her belt.
At the same time, Xia Nan, Habi, and Howl emerged from the nearby bushes, moving to join them.
This location was situated on the periphery of the Pirate Base Camp, not particularly important, as evidenced by only two lackeys stationed here.
Many similar small encampments were scattered around the entire island.
"Captain, my mistake."
Seeing Habi approach, Seli immediately admitted her fault.
According to the original plan, the bearded pirate she had just killed was supposed to be kept alive to interrogate about the situation on the island.
But the man’s earlier reaction was too extreme, and Seli feared his actions might draw attention from others, leading her to sever his throat entirely.
"No worries, we’ll capture another one later."
Habi said casually, his gaze already passing over the two corpses on the ground, looking towards the wooden door they had been guarding.
They had been observing the area around the Pirate Base Camp for some time, noticing many similar setups, with each small encampment guarded by two or three lackeys.
The Dwarf was intrigued.
Contemplating this, he gestured to his nearby teammates, moving towards the doorway.
No lock-picking skills were needed.
The wooden door itself was not sturdy, and with the Half-orc pulling hard at the edge of the frame, it was torn open like paper.
Revealing a staircase leading underground.
"This is..."
The Dwarf’s face showed surprise.
At the same time, Xia Nan, who was with the team, also carefully observed the scene beyond the door.
The stone stairway led downward, and the walls on either side bore marks from pickaxes, with moist earth embedding stones and tree roots, very simple, clearly freshly dug.
The air carried a distinct foul odor, along with faint voices from the depths.
"Perhaps... it’s a dungeon?"
