The numerous pairs of eyes looking at Bud opened wide or shook.

Enemies they could not see.

�There are at least a couple hundred of them.�

Familiar scents covering the entire mountain filled Bud�s nose.
People who had this type of smell were usually-

�They should be assassins.�

Rustle.

One of the hidden enemies moved at that moment.

Claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang-

Bud saw his surroundings breaking as if they were made of glass. He then saw an assassin in Arm�s uniform charging toward him.

�Die!�

The assassin flung his dagger at Bud. Bud swung his sword and glared at the person wearing the black outfit.

Tang, tang!

Two daggers flew away after hitting Bud�s aura as Bud raised his voice.

�You must be the bastards who chose to become the White Star�s dogs!�

Bud was familiar with the dagger attacking method used against him.

Glenn Poeff.
That highest-grade mage was a member of the Poeff household that used to be one of the Eastern continent�s greatest underworld households. He had seen Glenn practicing his family�s dagger techniques in the past.
He was seeing the same thing in front of him right now.

Shhhhhhh-

His surroundings were crumbling.
No, the illusion was breaking.

He could now see the truth.

�Ha!�

He could see hundreds of assassins wearing black outfits in the forest.
Just like how some assassins had gathered under the revived Molan household, there were some who chose to serve the White Star in Arm.
Those people had groomed new subordinates during the past fifteen years as Arm grew its numbers. JrNovels.com