Even goblins are dangerous in this other world!

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In the dead of night, when you can't see your hand in front of your face, it's pitch black.

Such nights are rare in Kanril, where people have always preferred to use light and fire to drive away the darkness, and noise and bustle are the dominant colors.

But tonight is unusually quiet.

Because the Knights had given a strict order to impose a curfew until the disappearance case was solved.

The reason for this sudden turn of events is unclear to outsiders, but everyone within the Knights knows it's because the sixth-ranking vice-commander has disappeared.

"Tell me, what exactly happened in this disappearance case?"

At the entrance to the Knights Order, two guards were chatting about the recent disappearances.

"I don't know. If I knew, wouldn't the disappearance case be solved?"

A night breeze brought a slight chill, and the tall guard on the left shrank his neck, unwilling to discuss the topic further, finding it somewhat creepy to talk about it so late at night.

"I think it might not have been done by a human—"

The guard of medium build on the right spoke in a low voice, but was immediately interrupted by the taller man:

"Don't talk nonsense, what else could it be if it's not human?"

"I don't know, but maybe it's something else, otherwise why would Lady Rose just disappear—"

The guard of medium build stopped talking halfway through his sentence.

He stared in horror as a pale hand emerged from behind his right shoulder.

On this pitch-black night, the scene terrified him so much that his scalp tingled and he almost stopped breathing.

The hand hovered over his shoulder, then slammed down hard, narrowly shoving his soul away.

"Chatting at night is fun, isn't it?"

A familiar voice came from behind, delivering a second blow to the still-shaken guard of medium build.

He collapsed to the ground, staring in horror at the person behind him:

"Lord Lundrol".

The newcomer was none other than Lundlor, the fifth in line. His expression was cold, and he remained as unsmiling as ever.

"If I see it again, I will deal with it according to the rules of the Knights."

Lundel spoke calmly and walked towards the door, leaving the two guards, still shaken, staring at each other.

Lundel walked to a tavern on the main road, saw that the tavern was completely dark, and turned left into a small alley next to the tavern.

The alley was a dead end, and the meager moonlight cast long, desolate shadows on the high walls of the alley.

Lundel walked on the shadow, and with each step he took, his figure shrank a little. After eight or nine steps, his figure disappeared completely, as if he had turned into a phantom and merged into the shadow.

When he reappeared, he was already in another alley several hundred meters away.

There is someone waiting for him here.

"Lord Lundlor, you're late again."

The man looked very young and was dressed in hunter's attire; he was none other than Dorian, the tenth in line.

His face showed anxiety, as if he was somewhat displeased with Lundel's lateness:

“Lord Lundrol, didn’t I already send you a message and tell you that Lord Miler may have found out about our whereabouts? She asked me to meet her in the middle of the night. Why aren’t you worried yet?”

"Caution is the boat."

Faced with Dorian's questioning, Lundrol showed no emotional change and calmly replied:

"What did she write on the note she passed to you?"

She said that this case may not be just a missing person case, but may also be related to other types of cases.

Dorian spoke anxiously:

"She definitely knows. What do we do now?"

"fine."

Lundel spoke calmly:

"Just like with Rose, shut her up."

Chapter 139 Everyone is evil

Lundrol's words seemed to touch a nerve with Dorian, who squatted down with a frustrated expression:

"I don't understand. At the time, Lady Rose only mentioned to you that she found the people the Knights had dispatched this time were different from those in previous cases. How did you end up... and it seems she has feelings for you too?"

"Caution is the boat."

Lundrol repeated the same words, looking down at Dorian, his cold face seemingly devoid of any emotion:

"Where and when did she ask you to meet?"

……

"Lord Dorian, I apologize for being a little late."

Milair arrived at the agreed location, panting.

Tonight, she wasn't wearing the knightly armor and silver helmet, but instead dressed in casual clothes: brown trousers and a yellow top, which made her look capable and efficient.

Dorian looked at Milair, his expression slightly tense, but he tried his best to remain calm and said:

"It's alright, Your Excellency Milair. Regarding the message you sent me, I don't quite understand what it meant..."

“Oh, it’s like this, Lord Dorian, I feel there’s something strange about this disappearance case.”

Milair spoke with a serious expression.

Dorian's heart stirred, and he spoke:

"What's strange?"

"I think this case is more than just a missing person case."

Milair looked serious, as if he regarded Dorian as a trustworthy confidant.

"If it's not just a missing person case, then what could it be?"

Dori pretended to be stupid, but his hands were already poised to strike, looking for the right opportunity to take down Milair directly.

"I think this case might also be... a disease outbreak case."

Miler's words sent a chill down Dorian's spine. Just as he had expected, Miler really did know. So what did he do now? Should he take action immediately?

He hesitated, after all, Milair in front of him didn't seem to suspect him yet.

After Miler finished speaking, she kept looking up at him, as if waiting for his response.

He hesitated. At this distance, a surprise attack might be enough to take down Milair, but this was already the second vice-captain. If the captain were truly angered—

Suddenly, a figure slowly rose from behind Milair, interrupting his thoughts.

He stared wide-eyed at Lundelor behind Miler, who had already raised his hand high, ready to strike Miler down.

Milair, seemingly oblivious to the danger behind him, was still looking intently at Dorian, awaiting his response.

then……

call out!

A sharp, piercing sound rang out, like a blade cutting through the air.

Dorian involuntarily closed his eyes.

He had a premonition of the end and was unwilling to watch his knights fall at his feet, so he tried to deceive himself.

But then, a stern shout rang out:

"Get out of the way, you idiot!!!"

He suddenly opened his eyes. As a fourth-tier hunter, he felt a sharp gust of air rushing towards his shoulder. A force burst forth from his waist, and he instinctively bent his waist backward, dodging the dagger that Miler was waving.

Hunter Tier 4 Skill: [Avoidance Instinct]

He was still in shock, panting heavily as he stared at Milair in front of him, unaware of what had happened in the brief moment he had closed his eyes.

Milair missed her attack, lightly tapped her feet, and quickly retreated, trying to widen the distance between them.

But Lundlor's eyes darkened, and he quickly crouched down, reaching his hands into the shadow beneath him. The next moment, his hands emerged from the shadow beneath Miler's feet and grabbed at Miler's feet.

Shadow Dancer Tier 3 Skill: [Shadow Slash]

Milair's body shimmered with dark light, her figure was like a phantom, and her speed suddenly increased as she tried to dodge Lundrol's outstretched hands.

Second-tier skill [Shadow Flash]

But to everyone's surprise, Lundel's hand moved with her shadow and eventually grabbed her trouser leg. With a strong pull, Miler's body swayed and she fell to one side.

Lundrol's daggers appeared in his hands, and he seized the opportunity to slash at the sideways-falling Miler.

The dagger seemed to dance on Lundel's fingertips, a fleeting phantom that was impossible to dodge.

Tier 3 Skill: [Dance Skill - Slash]

click-

The dagger pierced the dark barrier surrounding Miler, and with a cracking sound, Miler shuddered, feeling her blood rushing to her head.

Ink-black energy surged from her legs, covering them, and her speed suddenly increased dramatically, appearing a hundred meters away in an instant as if she had teleported.

Lundel frowned sharply and withdrew his hands from the shadows on the ground.

A red mark was clearly visible on his wrist. This was because Milair suddenly increased the distance, causing him to be unable to retract his hands in time, exceeding the skill's range that he could withstand, thus suffering a backlash.

He hadn't expected Miler to be able to dodge his sneak attack from behind. That was his fourth-tier skill, [Shadow Man]. Generally, this move would be successful immediately. It seemed that Miler had been on guard against him all along.

But given the current situation, it's impossible to let Miler leave.

Seeing Miler turn to flee, Lundrol frowned as he looked at Dorian, who was still in a daze beside him, and said:

"If you want this to be completely exposed, then you can continue to stay here and stand there doing nothing."