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Just as Brian and Kate were celebrating with champagne, on the other side, the atmosphere in Fareena's study was unusually solemn. The curtains were tightly closed, blocking out any trace of light, and the air was heavy with a sense of oppression and tension.
Fareena was sitting in the center of the study on a leather armchair, with a furrowed brow and a dark complexion. He listened to the reports from below, absentmindedly tapping his fingers on the armrest, producing a faint and rhythmic sound.
Two masked men stood in front of him, bowing their heads, their voices respectful and nervous. Fareena's assistant cowered in the corner, not daring to make a sound, afraid of attracting the attention of her master.
"Have you found the mastermind behind this?" Fareena's voice was deep and full of authority. "The one who caused my goods to be unsalable in the market, causing me heavy losses?"
“Why didn't you just kill him directly, instead of coming to report to me?”
That's what he said, but he vaguely realized something - that person might be a noble.
Only when they are both nobles will they not dare to easily kill each other.
Because there is an unwritten rule among nobles, which is not to easily use extraordinary power against fellow nobles. Because everyone has extraordinary power, fighting to the death with each other will lead to the overall decline of the nobles and make it impossible to continue ruling over the common people below.
"Yes, sir," one of the masked men replied. "We have been tracking the supply chain of that shop, and although they operate very discreetly, we managed to uncover it. We found that their source of goods comes from the estate of The Dresden family."
Another masked man added, "The estate is bustling with machinery, workers on rotating shifts, and the cotton clothing produced is immediately transported out for sale. We observed for a long time and found no anomalies."
They did not notice that those busy workers were actually the same group of people, they just didn't observe for long enough.
"It's impossible, this can't be happening!"
Fareena listened and furrowed her brows even tighter. His heart was filled with doubt and confusion, "How is this possible? How could The Dresden family have such financial resources? Their family has long since declined, with only a manor left to maintain their noble appearance. They only have one servant, how could they have the ability to compete with us in pricing!"
His voice gradually grew louder, carrying a hint of anger and unwillingness, "Has he been scared silly by the orcs? Wanting to use his own money to subsidize those paupers!"
The timid assistant standing aside gathered the courage to cautiously interject, "Sir, I heard that the manager of Sunflower Bank has been visiting the Dresden family frequently. Could it be that they are providing financial support?"
Fareena sneered, "Sunflower Bank? Those guys are all profit-driven businessmen. How could they possibly engage in unprofitable deals? What makes the Dresden family so special that they can borrow money so generously?"
A sense of unease surged in his heart.
"It seems that behind the The Dresden family, there must be a force supporting them that we don't know about," a hint of fierceness flashed in Fareena's eyes. "But no matter who it is, if they dare to block my path, I will make them pay the price!"
Fareena is now too preoccupied to care about the unspoken rules among the nobility, with only one thought in mind - to kill Brian. Only by getting rid of this major threat can he regain control of the situation and reclaim the position of Baron's heir. At that time, even if facing some punishment, it would only be symbolic and not a big deal.
But if he chooses to sit idly by, what awaits him will be complete destruction.
"Karl, Carter," Fareena's voice was cold and firm, "the two of you go and take care of Brian for me tonight."
He paused for a moment, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes. "Remember, that guy may have someone backing him, so there might be professional protection."
"Your mission is to kill him and then quickly withdraw."
Two masked men heard the command and immediately complied without any hesitation.
"It's just a small matter, just a noble young master who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun. What can he possibly do!" one of them said contemptuously.
"Just so, we are all Black Iron level professionals. Even if they have someone backing them, they are only at the Bronze level at best. Dealing with these small roles will be a piece of cake," another person agreed.
"You can rest assured, sir. Just wait for our good news," they assured with full confidence.
After speaking, the two of them disappeared into the shadows of the room, under the watchful eyes of the assistant and Fareena. The assistant was so scared that he hugged himself, trembling all over, constantly looking around, afraid that the masked person would suddenly jump out from a corner. Fareena, on the other hand, remained calm, sitting quietly in her chair with her eyes closed, seemingly contemplating the next plan.
He sneered inwardly, "Brian, do you think you can rest easy just because you have the protection of the nobility? I, Fareena, will make you understand that in this world, nothing is absolute. Your life will end tonight by my hands."
Five hundred meters from Fareena's study, in the dense thicket, Karl and Carter quietly emerged from the shadow of a large tree.
Carter rubbed his sore shoulder and complained, " Karl, your stealth technique is really lousy. We've only gone 500 meters and I can't keep up. I heard other Black Iron level shadow assassins can go up to a kilometer. You can't even reach half of that. How did you even make it to Black Iron level?"
At this, Karl's face darkened and he slapped Carter on the head, saying, "Can't you keep quiet for once? Do you think reaching Black Iron level is easy? If it weren't for dragging you along, I would have completed the mission by now."
Carter patted the head that was being filmed and retorted discontentedly, "Hmph, just you? This mission still depends on me. Don't forget, I was the one who first discovered that Brian was behind this."
The two are brothers with the same parents, growing up together since childhood. Their relationship is close, so teasing and playing around like this won't affect their bond.
Amid their laughter and play, a Lone wolf lurked in the nearby bushes, its eyes gleaming with ferocity as it closely watched them.
This Lone wolf could survive in the jungle without companions, and its ferocity far exceeded that of its kind.
Lone wolf patiently waits, calculating the best time to attack in its mind. Its experience tells it that when two people enter deep into the forest, the light will dim, and their eyes will momentarily struggle to adjust, instinctively blinking. And that moment is the best time for it to launch an attack.
Lone wolf has used this move many times, successfully capturing prey each time. It is full of confidence in its speed and strength, believing this time will be no exception.
As time passed, the two gradually ventured deeper into the forest. Lone wolf seized the opportunity and pounced on them from behind, its speed leaving them in awe.
However, just as Lone wolf was about to strike its target, a dark figure flashed by, and Karl actually grabbed Lone wolf by the neck with one hand. Lone wolf was shocked, not expecting this human to be so agile and powerful.
"Ah, I originally intended to let you go, but I didn't expect you to really go all out. I can't let you stay now," Karl said coldly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
In an instant, this lone wolf, which had once harmed dozens of lives, was easily dealt with by Karl.
Who is he, he is a professional assassin, Karl had long discovered this beast, just didn't want to deal with it, now he has come to the door himself, it's not good not to send him off.
The two continued on their way and soon arrived at Brian's manor. What caught their eyes was the brightly lit factory, the remote location here made Brian's actions not easily discovered. However, this was only temporary, in a few days, it would be a sure thing that this place would be discovered.
Karl and Carter were lying on the ground, observing the workers toiling below. They couldn't help but exclaim, "These guys are really working hard. I bet that guy Brian is even more ruthless than Fareena, and knows how to exploit people even more."
After a moment of hesitation, Karl said, "Why don't we just burn this place down and get rid of these people while we're at it! That way, Fareena will definitely thank us."
Carter shook his head and calmly said, "Don't act recklessly. If we startle the snake and let Brian escape, the mission won't be completed."
After hearing Karl's words, Carter reluctantly nodded and said, "Alright, let's give them a break."
The slaves and the undead who are working hard have just escaped a disaster. These skulls are low-level undead, and although a group of them might be able to defeat a Bronze level professional, they have no resistance at all in front of a Black Iron level professional.
Karl and Carter silently used their shadow stealth skills to pass through the heavy defenses of Brian's mansion and finally arrived at Brian's room.
The room was dimly lit, and Brian was lying in bed, asleep. Only the moonlight from outside seeped through the curtains, casting dappled shadows. There was a hint of alcohol in the air, as if Brian had indulged in some celebration before falling asleep.
The empty bottle on the floor confirmed this.
Karl slowly emerges from the shadows at the head of the bed. His gaze is fixed on the sleeping Brian, and a complex emotion surges within him. This once haughty nobleman is now lying defenseless in bed, allowing himself to be at Karl's mercy.
Karl doesn't waste time with lengthy speeches; he knows time is of the essence, and every second could bring a change of fate. Swiftly, he draws a poisoned dagger from his waist, its blade glinting with a chilling light in the faint moonlight.
He plunged the knife into Brian's bed with swift and decisive motion. Brian, startled by the sudden pain, let out a muffled groan, widened his eyes, and looked at Karl in terror. Karl quickly covered his mouth to prevent any louder noise.
"Relax, it will be over soon," Karl said calmly, his voice deep and powerful. He held Brian tightly, not giving him any chance to resist.
After a moment, Brian's body gradually became still, Karl let go, watching him lying there quietly, feeling a surge of inexplicable emotion in his heart.
At that moment, the soldier Carter emerged from a concealed spot, patting Karl on the shoulder and praising, "Well done, old chap, as clean and neat as ever."
However, Karl suddenly turned around and stabbed Carter with a knife. Carter was completely unprepared and was stabbed in the heart by Karl.
"Why are you doing this?" Carter stared in disbelief at Karl.
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