The Mercenaries Guild�s people were not the only ones in a state of chaos.

��Squad Leader-nim, shouldn�t we figure out what is going on?�

A member of Arm�s Second Battle Brigade cautiously asked his superior, Atures Poeff.

The squad member moved away from the Mercenaries Guild�s forces while observing the area nonstop.

��The first Mercenaries Guild building is crumbling.�

He was looking at the Mercenaries Guild members who were looking at the crumbling building with astonishment and disbelief with an odd gaze.

Both the core members and the mercenaries who came later all stopped and blankly stared at the building that had been a symbol of their organization.

It was at that moment.

He heard his superior, Atures Poeff start to speak.

��How is that person here?�

�Squad Leader-nim?�

Atures Poeff.

He was a talented assassin who used to hold a high position in the Poeff household, one of the former Five Assassin Households in the Eastern continent.

The squad member heard Atures Poeff being anxious for the first time in over ten years.

�No, he�s not anxious.�

He sounded scared.

�That cold and cruel Squad Leader-nim is scared?�

He subconsciously turned his head toward where Atures Poeff was looking.

Atures was not the only one who was looking in that direction.

All of the forces around this area were looking at the crumbling wooden building and the two individuals.

First was a middle-aged to senior old man whose hair was white.

Next to him was a man with a greatsword who seemed to be in his thirties.

�I can at least tell they are not on our side.�

The squad member continued to look around. JrNovels.com