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Chapter 38: Bite Back!

  Chapter 38: Bite Back!

  The Sve-Hunting Group!

  One of the most reviled anizations in both the heril Empire and all of West ti.

  They were nothing but soulless beasts!

  Driven by profit and greed, they violently captured humans, barbarians, orcs, half-orcs, half-elves, halflings, and even elves and dwarves.

  Once caught, they would immediately be assighe status of legal sves.

  From there, the captives would be imprisoransported to variions, and sold in twisted transas.

  Sometimes, these captives were subjected to horrifid perverse experiments.

  Other times, they would be mentally maniputed, being nothing more than living tools.

  Some were even gifted to powerful beors who protected the svers, giving them even more support.

  Undoubtedly, the appearance of a sve-hunting group in Bay Vilge was not about catg fishmen in Misty Marsh or Silvermoon River.

  Nor was it to capture goblins, kobolds, nolls from the Shadowy Forest.

  It certainly wasn’t about capturing the dangerous and not-so-valuable trolls.

  Their only possible target was Bay Vilge itself!

  Upon learning this, Ralph, the steward, was furious and immediately reported to Matthew.

  It was the first time Matthew had seen Ralph sed. However, he did not probe further into Ralph’s backstory; he calmly issued orders:

  "Where is the prisoner? Bring him to me!"

  "Also, summon all the soldiers, fully armed, and bring the goods I prepared yesterday."

  "Announce a bounty to all vilgers: anyone providing verified information will receive 10 gold s."

  "Notify Old Field to gather all the rangers and hunters, distribute the bat scrolls to them, and hunt them down!"

  Sihey’ve shown up, they won’t get away!

  taining his emotions, Ralph quickly turned around, mounted a hifted by Adam Smith, and galloped toward the military camp.

  In mere minutes, Ange arrived, fully armed and exuding a heroic aura, so dazzling that Rebecca’s eyes lit up with admiration.

  A man dressed as a peasant, with bandages ed around his thigh, was thrown down by Ange.

  Kahora, Human, Age 32, Lawful Evil, Profession: Level 2 Rogue, Member of the Blood Hand Sve-Hunting Group.

  Infiltrating Bay Vilge with a disguise, Kahora never expected to be caught by John.

  Matthew kept his distance, aimed his staff at him, and cast:

  "Charm Person—First Circle Spell!"

  A faint red magical glow transformed into starry sparkles that settled onto Kahora.

  The Level 2 Rogue offered little resistance, his face turning vat.

  "How did you get in? Where is your camp located?"

  Kahora obediently revealed everything:

  "We spent over 10 days tunneling in from Silvermoon River..."

  "Our camp is directly north, he gnoll encampment in the Shadowy Forest. We used magical ruoo create a hidden area..."

  Hearing this, Ange immediately ordered the nearby rogue soldiers:

  "Notify everyoo assemble in the north. Form squads of five and coordih Field to scout."

  After issuing her orders, Aood silently, awaiting Matthew’s directive.

  Matthew did not rush to un attack despite gathering some intelligence. Instead, he patiently tio interrogate Kahora:

  "How many of you are there?"

  "Over 100..."

  "How mas?"

  "20..."

  "Who is your leader? What is his strength?"

  "Bloodhand Kahn, a Level 10 Intermediate Warrior!"

  "How many rogues?"

  "Including myself, more than 20..."

  "..."

  As Matthew calmly questioned Kahora, the entire yout of the sve-hunting group began to take shape.

  Ange, who had been fuming moments ago, was now eerily calm. The situation was beginning to feel daunting.

  The reason was simple—the enemy was overwhelmingly strong!

  Bay Vilge had only 30 professional fighters and 100 retly trained soldiers.

  The oppo’s revealed strength alone was formidable.

  The leader, Kahn, was a Level 10 Intermediate Warrior at his peak.

  As the head of the sve-hunting group, Kahn was likely ae with extraordinary power and skill.

  Among the 100+ members of the group, even the lowest-ranking were Level 2 support personnel, with batants starting at Level 4.

  Kahn’s squad leaders all possessed mid-level professional strength.

  In terms of high-level bat strength, Bay Vilge was clearly outmatched!

  The batants on the enemy’s side were hardened criminals, daring enough to joiorious sve-hunting group despite the dangers.

  Their bold assault on Bay Vilge, right after Sweetwater Town had beeroyed by the bck dragon, even though they khe heril Empire would iigate, was a clear sign that they feared no exposure.

  This was a testament to their power!

  They either had powerful backers or immerength, or both!

  Matthew believed they had both!

  He khese people—he knew Bloodhand Kahn!

  "The Blood Hand Sve-Hunting Group of the Fury erce Guild, an infamously despicable anization from the future!"

  "Bloodhand Kahn, a future Level 25 Legendary Warrior, known for hunting legendary creatures, was one of the Fury erce Guild’s top enforcers."

  "Iure, Bloodhand Kahn would meet his end at the hands of the Icebird Liana, with signifit help from the pyers."

  "I didn’t expeeet old enemies so soon!"

  Matthew didn’t recklessly pursue the group. Instead, he ordered Ralph to announce a vilge-wide lockdown.

  "Prohibit all vilgers from leaving the vilge without reaso the most diligent workers from ret days to form a tempuard to prevent anyone from approag."

  Soon, the entire vilge was abuzz with activity.

  Soldiers gathered at the warehouse to ge into new leather armor, wield neons, shields, and bows.

  Dozens of cart drivers rolled out four carts filled with rept ons and gear.

  Ralph and the 200 selected vilgers arrived to distribute equipment. Ten soldiers from the Ser Family would assist in defending the vilge.

  Matthew, Ange, and the freshly trained soldiers marched toward the north.

  As they passed Silvermoon River, dozens of small figures scurried into the water with a spsh.

  Soon, hundreds of fishmen heads bobbed above the surface of the river.

  Looking at the river teeming with fishmen, Matthew realized that clearing them out would be a long-term mission.

  After all, the rate at which fishmen reproduced usually outpaced their extermination.

  Not far away, Old Field approached with a grave expression. He walked over to Matthew’s carriage and whispered:

  "We’ve spotted them. They’re ing toward us!"

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