temptation of top tier crystals, they had already forgotten the low tier crystals they were harvesting. If they took those crystals, they could live for a few years with no financial troubles.

Anfey walked through the gra.s.s quietly. He had brought the entire group to the plain, but he had sent them away before he approached the mercenaries. It didn’t matter how good the plan was, they could still fail. If the men had used their scrolls, and the men from Tiger of Tawau had surrounded them, he could ensure his own escape, but not everyone’s. Plus, Tiger of Tawau would not be the only mercenaries coming. The larger mercenary legions all had treaties with each other, and would lend each other help. This place was far from Blackwater City, and if someone used a scroll, there would be thousands of mercenaries here within minutes.

Anfey stopped backing away and crouched in a bush. He removed the top layer of his clothes and revealed a layer of clothes made for easier movements. It was in fact a military-style camouflage suit with a hood made by Anfey himself. People could get as close as fifteen feet without noticing him.

Anfey retrieved a dagger from his dimensional ring. It wasn’t made by Hagan. Instead it was made by a blacksmith Anfey found in the city. Swords were made for fighting in places like this, and using the altered dagger was too much of a waste.

The sound of boots on ground was getting closer and closer. Anfey picked up a small stone and waited until the man was close enough. He flicked the stone out and hit another patch of gra.s.s. The man turned his gaze towards where the stone landed.

Anfey jumped out of his hiding place and dashed towards the man, his dagger swiping across the man’s throat.

The man fell to the ground without making a noise. He slumped on the ground, but was still alive. He dug his bloodstained fingers into his wound in a desperate attempt for air.

Anfey returned quietly and buried the dagger into the man’s chest. Humans had big hearts, and someone as well trained as Anfey would never miss it. The man was still before Anfey could pull the dagger out.

Anfey listened for a few moments before approaching the second man. Before he could approach him, however, the man began screaming.

"I see you, kid!" the man called. "Get out here before I burn you out! Kid, this isn’t a fun place! You’re gonna get eaten by beasts!"

He was loud enough for his friends to hear, and if his voice disappeared, his friends would be suspicious. Anfey turned to look for another target.

These mercenaries thought they were the hunters, but they did not know they had already became the prey. Anfey’s presence was too undetectable, and the mercenaries thought he was just a normal kid. No mercenaries would be too concerned about a normal person.

The man’s target was focused on something straight ahead, and he did not pay attention to movements around him.

As soon as he was close enough, Anfey reached out and, covering the man’s mouth and nose with his hand, slit the man’s throat with his dagger. The man’s body spasmed and fell still. Anfey placed him on the ground softly. The two mages flew by, but the gra.s.s was too tall for them to see anything.