Chapitre 138: Robbery.

Five figures huddled near in an alley overlooking Neveah's room, their voices hushed whispers.

"The lights are out," rasped a man, his voice rough with both fear and anticipation. "I think he's asleep. I say we attack him now."

"Let's wait an hour or two," another countered, his voice heavier. "Just to be sure."

A third voice full of greed, chimed in. "A person who can easily take out two iron tokens must be stacked. Is he a lone wolf? Maybe a fool? Or maybe a noble who came here to extort us? Maybe a scout, sniffing out our secrets… either way, we rob him and silence him. It's the safest option." Saying the man sliding his thumb on his neck.

A dubious chuckle came from the group. "What if he's affiliated with some powerful nobles and they come here for revenge?" someone cautious questioned.

"Well, it won't matter if they can't prove anything," another replied with a nonchalant shrug.