Chapter 690 - Arsene’s Suffering 3 (1/2)

Cartago, the second-largest city in the Castia Kingdom.

In recent years, the trade in the city had shrunk a lot because of the sudden rise of Lamer city, yet it was still considered to be the largest port on the Rhodesia Continent.

The headquarters of 3 of the top ten traders were located there, and a number of trading ships come in and out of the port.

Of course, it meant that the city was rich, and there was entertainment everywhere.

The most famous entertainment district was Blanc Rouge.

And there was a gang that was secretly moving in the back alleys of the street. The street was home to luxury saloons and gambling houses.

“This is the place?”

The man, whose eyes were the only things which could be seen, pointed to the ornate building in front of him and asked. The masked man next to him nodded.

“Yes. After a few days of pursuit, we have found out Zehart’s holding was all in there.”

‘Well, Master’s words were indeed true.’

The man in the grey hood was Parnas, an elder of Veritas Magic Tower.

Currently, he was serving as the head of the warlocks stationed in the Castia Kingdom.

The other masked man was Torres, an executive belonging to the Libiya Intelligence agency. He was in charge of the branch in Castia.

Not long ago, the two of them were ordered to find Zehart.

As a result of sending his subordinates, Torres managed to find out the information about the money that Zehart was spending in Elysium, a famous gambling house in Cartage.

“By the way, will it be fine if we went behind Zehart like this?”

Torres asked out of concern because Zehart wasn’t alone at the moment.

He had escorts with him, but they didn’t seem like regular escorts. They were giving off unpleasant vibes, almost as if they were mercenaries.

It looked like Zehart had hired some exclusive mercenaries with money, and it was evident that if a scene was made, it would turn into a mess.

In addition, they knew that the mercenaries and guards outside the gambling house were quite capable of creating a mess.

In the past, a noble son of the Baroque Empire was believed to have trusted his escort knights and ended up getting killed while he left the place.

“Huh, that is how hard it will be to take him out of there. This is going to be eating cold soup. But I’d rather not want the troops of Cartago to come in here.”

Cartago was the richest city of Castia Kingdom, and the troops guarding it were no less than the amount around the king.

The crime rate was huge when compared to the capital. In particular, the rate of violent crimes such as murder and robbery was very low because of the policing.

In addition, two units of knights, 70 Gigants, and the 20,000 troops station in and outside the city were constantly kept alert.

If there was any uproar in the city, it was clear that they would all gather.

“To avoid that, we need to take down Zehart and drag him out as quickly as we can.”

“It would be nice if we find a good way… Is there one?”

“Don’t worry. Moving secretly is our specialty.”

Parnas and Torres briefly discussed what to do and then walked into Elysium.

As some dark and suspicious men approached it, the guards and mercenaries standing outside the room frowned.

It was because Elysium was a renowned gambling place in Cartago and was often rich.

“Look here, the people who can enter should at least wear some nice clothes, didn’t you know that?”

Parnas and Torres disregarded their words and sent in a hand signal.

Then, the officers, who were inside the place, ran toward the room to stop the new men from entering the room.

“Silence!”

As Parnas unfolded magic, the entire surrounding noise went silent.

The moment the mercenaries and the guards seemed to notice something off, the warlocks and the intelligence agents attacked them.

The mercenaries and the guards fell down in no time.

Parnas and Torres jumped into Elysium and told their men, “Keep it in mind. It should be done in 5 minutes only.”

When Torres spoke to his subordinates, the mercenaries from the inside went shouting at them.

At first glance, it seemed a natural reaction because masked men entered into the room.

“Who are you, men?”

“How dare you enter Elysium that is run by Baron Kalain!”

The mercenaries, who yelled on top of their lungs, burst out when a black glow flashed from Parnas’ hand.

“Huh, those bugs!”

When Parnas took down the mercenaries with Dark Bullet, those who were gambling screamed and ran away.