——————————————————————This extra is from Silent Strike——————————————————————

Many people's first impression of the eastern city-state is chaos, and the second is the countless wealth contained in it. This crazy city like a drunken gambler is located on the east side of the Kingdom of Carreta and Blaeno.

Whether they are new arrivals or residents who have lived in this area for a long time, they all agree that most places here are like this - perhaps this definition is the most correct and most suitable symbol of this land.

The residents who established the Kingdom of Skell in the early years, as well as the various populations exiled from various city-states, and even the Orton Territory composed of orcs and half-orcs are representatives of them, and are intertwined with different cultures and ideas.

The formation, which seems almost unreasonable in other countries, formed extremely complex city-states and rapidly emerged.

Because of its proximity to the sea, the development of Alton Territory in its pursuit of development far exceeds that of other human nations. It has extremely developed fisheries and maritime trade routes, but at the same time, it also has a terrifying existence——

The people who first armed the ships chose a career focused on plundering wealth, and were called pirates by the locals.

The government's inaction has made this place almost a paradise for these people. Lawless wanted criminals, smugglers and pirates returning with their laden goods, and even a gray area where slave traders are rampant. Theft and robbery have long been common, but at the same time, it also means that this place is full of endless dangers.

Business opportunities and opportunities, some nobles from other countries even sent people to travel long distances to do some ulterior motives with the people here.

Just when many people thought that this place would be destroyed early because of the chaotic system, what shocked them was that although there were no expressly stipulated laws, or in other words, there were almost no restrictions on these laws, these lawless people

Some 'unwritten' rules were agreed upon with an incompetent government, and to this day the region still exists as a business tycoon.

Despite this, many things still cannot be put on the surface.

In the commercial area of ​​Oton Territory, there are a lot of street stalls, selling some rare things. Many travelers like to hunt for treasures here, so that in a corner not far away, what is happening

It was not noticed by many people.

"The boss is right, it is indeed a big fish!"

A young boy shouted excitedly, his immature sharp voice suppressed subconsciously, but his emotions could be felt even through such a low voice.

He was holding a bag in his hands that had already been untied and looked quite heavy, with a dazzling golden light shining at the opening.

Behind him, there was a stall leaning against the wall with some handicrafts in front of him. At first glance, he looked like a sleeping businessman, but the red and swollen forehead on his head was specially covered and was thrown aside.

The thick and short wooden sticks were used, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that it was obviously the work of this group of people.

"Shh, keep your voice down, Richard, it won't be good if someone finds out."

The partner on the side was also a little excited, but he still kept calm. He first looked at the fainted businessman behind him, and after repeatedly confirming that he would not wake up in a short time, the expression on his face relaxed, and then he turned around.

, patted Richard on the shoulder.

"Put it away quickly, we have to go back and notify the boss quickly."

"Okay, Mai."

Richard grinned and was about to put his pocket away when a rough hand stretched out from the side, grabbed Richard's hand and lifted him up. The unresponsive boy exclaimed,

The money bag that was not grasped was smashed to the ground, and the golden coins scattered all over the floor.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the visitor with almost frightened eyes.

"Yo? Is this a kid from a rich family, or... a thief?"

The owner of the rough hands chuckled, but it was obvious that he didn't have any good intentions.

He was almost as tall as the two of them put together, and his strong body completely blocked the light in other people's field of vision. The joking and greedy eyes under his short red hair made Richard quite uncomfortable, and the scars on his face were everywhere.

His facial expression was constantly distorting, giving people a strange feeling.

"Patrick!"

Richard said in a gritted tone. He could tell who this guy was at a glance - he was a famous kidnapper in this area, and he was also a guy who had been told by adults not to have any contact with him.

But obviously, trouble always comes on its own. His hands were tightened so that he could not escape at all, and his slightly frightened look was more like a small animal that was caught and struggling.

"Let me go!"

The boy shouted with a sharp voice, trying to attract others' attention, but no one looked at this place at all - the place they chose to do it was too good, and the sound was perfectly covered by the noisy market.

"Call Mr. Patrick!"

The big man kept an expression that made the two of them extremely uncomfortable, and kept looking between the two of them. The smell of low-quality ale in his mouth made Richard, who was trying his best, a little unbearable. His whole body exuded the smell of long-term voyages.

The unique, indescribable stench made Mai have the urge to run away immediately and call someone who could help.

"I'm a gentleman, and I won't do anything to bully children - but, since you know me, then - you also know what it means to be bumped into by me, right?"

The drunken man showed a lewd smile.

"Come, stay with me all afternoon - just for today, I'll pretend like I didn't see anything, and I'll give you a lot of money."

As long as there is no problem in the mind, no one will agree to this proposal that obviously has some problems.

"Let Richard go!"

Mai gritted his teeth, and he didn't know when he had a dagger in his hand. However, the size was almost the same as a dagger to him. The long and sharp blade stabbed the big man's hand that was holding his partner.

If he lets go, then he has a chance to escape with Richard!

A very simple and straightforward idea, but obviously, for a drunkard, such behavior is in vain.

The blade missed before it even touched Patrick's clothes - Mai looked at his wrist with a horrified look, and a pair of big hands grabbed him, making it impossible for him to move forward at all.

From the beginning, strength and size were not on the same level.

"Don't worry...although I don't hate such proactive children."

Patrick's big face came closer, and the hot and humid smell made Mai subconsciously close her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden pain in his hand, as if his hands were trapped by an ever-tightening iron hoop. He let out a cry of pain, and a crystal teardrop appeared in the corner of his eye.

"——Of course, I prefer this."

Mai felt his hand loosen, and then his body fell against someone's body. The warm feeling made him feel a little bad - he opened his eyes, only to see someone close at hand with the same frightened face.

of Richard.

"Come on, let's..."

The big man was already kneeling on the ground, pressing the two teenagers with his two big hands, his face flushed with excitement, and his fingers began to touch the two of them dishonestly.

"As expected, he is a hopeless scumbag..."

A plain and cold voice came from the low house on the side.

But obviously, his voice was not heard by the drunkard who was overcome by desire, but Richard and Mai, who endured the pain and strange feeling, noticed it - and after seeing the source of the voice, they

His eyes sparkled with surprise.

They were two masked men. Due to the shadows and angles, only the black scarves and leather clothes on their bodies could be seen. Apart from looking quite plain, there seemed to be nothing special about them - in fact, in other places,

Thieves in city-states basically dress like this - but the intertwined symbol of keys and daggers printed on the turban is the only symbol that can only be found in eastern city-states.

That's the mark that only formal members of Backwater have.

In this chaotic area, one of the few organizations that can still survive in this place is a strange organization that almost includes thieves and beggars from the entire eastern city-state. No one knows their true purpose, but in this place

They have the most comprehensive intelligence network, and many organizations have even exchanged resources with them.

However, the details of the high-level personnel are unknown, and those who are not familiar with it do not even know the location of the stronghold. It can be said to be a completely shadowy organization.

In fact, both Richard and Mai have such marks on their bodies, but they are not yet official members. However, this mission is to become one of the largest thieves groups in the chaotic Orton territory.

The key to being a member.

But no matter what, the two people in front of me are like friendly forces!

Before the teenagers could shout for help, the two looked at each other and nodded.

Just like two eagles that were ready to hunt their prey, the two people jumped down from the house one after another. The moment they landed, they were ready to fight at any time. One of them even kicked the

Patrick's stupid face as he tried to do something to the two children was kicked to the ground.

The other person put a dagger against his waist the moment he fell, and at the same time blocked one of Patrick's hands to prevent him from getting up and continuing to resist.

However, perhaps due to the sudden attack, the drunk man had fallen into a coma.

"I'm saved..."

Richard breathed a long sigh of relief, but this action made him smell the disgusting smell again. His face felt bitter, and he quickly got out from under the guy.

"Ugh... so heavy..."

Another young boy, Mai, also wanted to do this, but it seemed a little difficult for him - he wanted to push away Patrick who was in a coma with a look of disgust on his face, but the drunk man's body was almost pressing on him, so

He couldn't break free at all, and at this moment, a hand stretched out.

"Can you get up?"

It was not difficult to tell that this was the voice of the person who spoke before. The voice was still as plain as before, but in Mai Yi's ears, it was like the sound of nature.

"Um……"

Mai nodded and wanted to take his hand to stand up, but she was stunned when she saw his hand.

It could be seen through the gloves that it looked more like the claws of an eagle than a human being. It looked like something that could not be grasped at all. The twisted and skinny palm gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He subconsciously raised his head, and what he saw was the face of some strange young man. Most of his face was covered by a mask, which could not hide much of his image - his left eye was wrapped by two strips of cloth, and his eyes were vaguely visible.

The hole even allowed Mai to confirm his identity.

"Mai?"
To be continued...