Old Hawke's Tavern, second floor.

"Boy, you are really too imprudent." Hawke, who brought Art to the guest room, said after opening the door, "Many of those guys are doing underground business."

Hawke deliberately emphasized his tone on "underground business", with a hint of caution and warning.

"Ah?" Art looked very panicked, as if he understood the meaning of the other party's words, "Then what should I do?"

"This is difficult to handle..." Hawke sighed. He didn't have a good solution for this matter. "When you live in a tavern, they usually won't do anything. I, Old Huo,

It doesn’t overcome others, but it still has some strength.”

"Can you protect me?" Art swallowed, looking slightly relieved.

"There are day rules during the day, and there are night rules at night. If you are outside, I can't protect you. When you stay in the tavern, I can help you." Hawke shook his head, "Don't sleep at night.

It's too heavy. If you find any accident, shout immediately and I will come up immediately."

After saying that, he handed the plate in his hand to Art and turned to leave: "If you are able, call the guards at your home, or hire some guards to protect you when you leave. Okay, after eating,

Just put the dishes on the table next to you and bring them to me tomorrow. I hope you have a pleasant rest—"

Art "dumbly" watched Hawke waving his hands as he left and went downstairs, then entered the room with a frustrated look and closed the door.

Click!

The door is closed.

However, when the door closed, the frustration on Art's face disappeared instantly and returned to normal.

"Huh -" Art locked the door, then walked to the window, pressed his body against the wall, and glanced out the window, "Will there be at least one thief coming tonight?"

Just now, the behavior of exposing money down below was his intention.

What is the fastest way to accumulate wealth in the world?

Treasure hunt?

theft?

No, it's robbery.

Rather than facing beasts and monsters, he would rather deal with thieves and robbers.

Kill thieves and robbers, and you can get more things than the fur and flesh of beasts.

Killing humans will give you more professional experience than beasts.

A cold light flashed in Art's eyes. He had never been a good person. He didn't deal with civilians because they had too little property. Apart from the land deeds, there were almost no other valuable things.

Moreover, who knows where that kind of thing will be placed? It takes too much effort to find those things.

He will not deal with good people. There may be some sensory preferential treatment, but it is also related to interests.

Not all good people are honest. How can there be so many good things? Compared with ordinary people, there are only a few more. Sometimes the harvest is not as good as that of thieves.

Relative to civilians, thieves are better targets.

Although thieves generally don't accumulate wealth, thieves and robbers will keep a lot of strange-looking things, and there are some good things among them.

In more than a dozen medieval games, he has the habit of hunting NPC thieves.

Use your own money to hunt and seduce thieves, and let them come up to die on their own.

Art glanced at the black crow on his shoulder: "Glora, remember, no matter what situation you encounter, don't make a sound unless I ask you to shout loudly."

Black Crow nodded, seemingly understanding what he meant.

Thieves are very smart. They usually attack when people are in deep sleep. The period from 1 to 3 am is the easiest time for thieves to attack.

There are also some who take a different approach and choose the noisy time from 8 to 10 o'clock.

Because, often during this period, many drinkers happen to be drunk and are then sent back to their rooms by the owner of the tavern. It is also easy to do something during this period.

Art narrowed his eyes and began to eat the unpalatable food that he still couldn't get used to. He didn't put down the plate until he was 80% full. The remaining food remained on the plate. Maybe it would go rancid tomorrow, but

It doesn't matter.

Eating to full is not enough. After all, it is very unwise to eat to full for what he is going to do later.

Of course, he needed to prepare briefly before taking action.

Rest is probably not enough. After setting up traps and preparing weapons, it is good to pass the time with meditation, and you can also take a short rest.

If time allowed, he didn't mind resting for a few hours, but if he fell asleep and the thief couldn't find something and became angry, then the original method of luring the enemy would be to seek death.

He had no intention of joking with his own life.

Although the experience of meditating is less than that of killing monsters, it is better than nothing.

.......

Among the debris in the backyard of the tavern.

Lucid blinked. When he woke up, the town of Syndila in the middle of the night was already shrouded in damp and cold fog.

"Oh, damn, this is not a good time."

The thief, who had been in the business for many years, stood up from the corner and dusted himself off.

Today, no, last night, he was also one of the people hanging out in Hawke's Tavern.

Many people gathered in Old Hawk's tavern today, mostly because several groups of caravans will appear in this town in the past few days, rushing to the town of Glora.

Of course, thieves would rather see a caravan that has not spent the money appear in their field of vision than a caravan that has returned after purchasing goods.

This period of time can be said to be the "hunting season" agreed upon by thieves.

Although he has been in the business for several years, he is still weaker than the gang of thieves who have been entrenched in Sindila Town for more than ten years.

The other big thieves don't have much interest in some small targets, and they won't spend too much energy fighting for them. Only when the real big fat sheep appears will the thieves who have been preparing for a long time start to take action. Before that,

, they will be more at ease and avoid other people disturbing their "hunting".

Lucid does not belong to any gang of thieves. He is a single, weak and lone thief.

Today's fat sheep, worth more than ten gold coins, is not a big target, but it is fat enough.

Normally, Lucid would understand clearly and would not be willing to take risks.

but......

Unlike other prey, this time the fat sheep did not have any guards around it.

In this case, the difficulty will be much lower and it will be easier to succeed, and... the double amount of malt wine yesterday made his mind a little unclear.

This was also the reason why he accidentally fell asleep while he was squatting.

Lucid dug hard into his thigh with his muddy nails, and the pain he felt freed Lucid from the trance he had just woken up from. Along with the dampness and coldness of the heavy fog, he woke up completely.

alright--

Lucid patted his cheek and moved towards the back of the tavern.

There were no other thieves around.

Perhaps it was because they were not prepared to take the risk of being chopped into pieces by Old Hawk in the tavern, or perhaps because they did not want the town of Sindira to become alert and affect their hunting in a week. In short, Lucid did not

Found other thieves.

In fact, he didn't know that not long ago, Old Hawke wandered around the backyard, emitting murderous intent and scaring away the thieves. Lucid, who was hiding in the pile of debris, was too asleep at the time.

Death, even Old Hawke's deliberate release of murderous intent did not wake him up.

Old Hawk also did not expect that there would be a guy who was not frightened because he was sleeping, and therefore was not found by him.

Although he didn't know why there was no one, Lucid knew that this was his chance!

After being vigilant for a while and confirming the situation, Lucid carefully made a small circle and came to the bottom of the room where Art lived.

After making sure that he didn't attract anyone's attention, he wiped his palms.

"Well, this location is okay. After you get it, come out directly and cross the wall..."

After moving a stone under the courtyard wall to ensure that he could jump up and over the wall later, Lucid nodded.

Then, he skillfully grasped the protrusions and depressions on the wall, and after avoiding several sharp objects specially placed by Old Hawk, Lucid climbed to the second floor with a few movements. Then, something appeared in his hand.

He pulled a thin wire and stretched it into the window.

Click——

Before the faint sound of loud footsteps could be heard, Lucid stayed still for a few seconds. After confirming that the person inside was asleep and unresponsive, he slowly opened the window.

Skilled skills, cautious character and simple window locks have made Lucid's "work" smooth in the past few years.

He knew about Old Hawke's tavern. After a burglar broke into it, the other party specially changed the door lock. It took some time to open the door lock, and the sound of opening the door was very loud, so it was easy to open it.

It will wake up people in the room.

Rather than entering the room from the door, Lucid preferred to enter the room through the window. Although there were sharp traps specially placed on the wall by Old Hawk, it was not difficult for the thieves. In fact, they only needed a piece of wood to press on it.

That will solve the problem.

However, the thieves all have an agreement to try not to break the trap to prevent Old Hawke from using more difficult methods.

Most thieves abide by this agreement, and if any thieves commit a crime, the local thieves gang will be more ruthless and "deal with" these unruly guys.

Lucid doesn't want to be dealt with, so he still needs to abide by some rules.

Squinting his eyes, he carefully opened the window. After a brief moment of silence, he confirmed that the "fat sheep" was lying on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Are you confident about the room lock?

Lucid sneered in his heart and prepared to enter.
Chapter completed!