喜淘淘

Chapter 84: Time to Loot

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Abel put his hand on the table. He wasn’t sure why, but he could feel that the wood was reacting to his power of the Will. This was the first time he had discovered an item that could boost his mental powers.

Although Captain Fowler’s room appeared to be empty, everything here was all useful stuff. Even though he couldn’t recognize some of the stuff, he couldn’t waste the chance of not taking them away.

Anyways, there was still a lot of space in the bag, so he threw everything in. After a while, the big bed, the table, and the chair was gone.

He could still take away the floor tiles. The tile was made of jade of the same color. Abel just couldn’t let them “go to waste,” so he took out a small dagger and started to prying on the floor beneath him.

Since he was a worgen, it didn’t take much time for Abel to take away all the tiles from the room. After, the room was barely beyond recognition.

Abel took off the night pearl above his head and murmured to himself, “I almost forgot that I have five of these in the Abel castle, and with this one, it will be a perfect match. ”

When Abel snuck out of the room, no worgen noticed him at all. Since Captain Fowler had called for a defense against any unexpected invasion, everyone had already for the front door of the secret hideout.

Realizing how much stuff he stole, Abel found a corner, jumped very hard, placed his hands on the top of the wall, got himself out of the wall. He looked back at the 4-meter-high fence and shook his head. After stealing so many things from here, he didn’t think the worgens would stay if he was to come for a second time.

Abel retrieved his lance, armor, and other equipment. He took the big bag containing the soul catcher grass from the tree, threw them all into the portal bag, and ran back towards the mountain he had dropped White Cloud at.

When Abel rode on White Cloud and fly to the cloud, he heard a heartbreaking howl in the direction of the manor. Abel felt kind of sorry when he heard it. Yeah, who wouldn’t be sad when a thief had robbed everything from one of their rooms?

After Captain Fowler heard about Darren, he rode his mount wolf to the place where the incident happened, only to find out that the fat man was killed a few hours ago.

After checking Darren’s carriage, Captain Fowler guessed that he was targeted because of his money. While no sympathy was spared for him, Fowler had to find a new way to contact the seventh prince again, which meant any ongoing trade would have to be delayed for the time being.

As Captain Fowler inspected the scene, an ominous feeling started coming over to him. He was very accurate in this kind of thing. Because of how keen his senses were, he could foresee dangers coming from miles away from him

But just when he thought that an invasion was coming towards him, his room was already invaded by a thief.

Oh no! Captain Fowler thought of the bag that was made of orc’s spirit portal. That was the treasure of the clan, and it was the key item for the Woof family to transport items. Even if there was a giant transporting flying animal like a sky sparrow, there was simply not enough space on its back to carry so many military items.

There was no longer time to investigate the dead fat man. Without any second thought, Fowler rode his mount wolf back to the secret hideout. But when he entered the manor, everything appeared to be normal. Was something wrong with his sixth sense, after all?

It might have something to do with overtraining. Whatever it was, he just couldn’t find out what has been bothering him this entire time. Well, that was until he opened the door to his room.

“Who? Who did this?” Captain Fowler shouted as he found out that his room was completely emptied.

The most precious “orc’s spirit portal bag” of the clan, along with other belongings that he trapped in this small manor through various means, were all gone. Whoever did this was not sparing him anything.

The floor tiles on the ground were all made of the best meditation jade. Even a small piece of it could effectively stop one’s mind from being interfered with negative thoughts, which was something that happens a lot more to people in the upper level of their training.

The higher the level, the easier it was to be bothered by various negative thoughts. Meditation jade was always an extremely precious asset for trainers. Not just from the humans, for the past hundred years, Fowler has been stealing and robbing it from anywhere he could live in the Orc Empire. He would then gather all the jade he’s got and store it inside his room.

Beds, tables, and chairs were made of the same kind of wood, which was only produced in Dragon Abyss. According to the legends, this timber was cut from the ambergris trees, which were trees that were watered with the saliva of dragons. When an ambergris tree grows, it will secrete a substance on its skin, which would attract dragons to come feed of it. And when the dragons fed themselves off the trees, more of their salivas would be poured and would help with the plant’s growth.

The wooden furniture made by ambergris timber could strengthen one’s power of the Will. For powerful fighters like Captain Fowler, it was what made him so invincible even against enemies in the intermediate rank.

What saddened Captain Fowler the most was the pillow on his bed, which made with the core of a meditation gem piece. If it wasn’t for this pillow, he would’ve had no need to be stuck in this middle-of-nowhere hideout.

Except for the armor on his body and the weapons in his hand, everything that Fowler had was now gone. He just couldn’t believe it. How could a location so heavily guarded be robbed like this? Worse yet, the culprit managed to escape without leaving a single trace.

Captain Fowler shouted angrily, “Bring me all the humans inside this manor. I want them all to be interrogated.”

Before, humans and worgens were living in perfect harmony. Now, screams filled the air as the worgens did everything they could to make the humans speak. The humans did not even know what happened. They had no way to respond to the worgens’ questions and were forced to die without a chance to defend themselves.

As the last human lost his life, the worgens finally started to suspect each other.

“Was it one of us?” Captain Fowler said skeptically.

Captain Fowler started questioning each one of his soldiers. After a while, one worgen was found to be missing. While one side claimed that the worgen was in the fruit grove before, the other side was saying that he had come along with the wolfriders. After a heated debate leading to no end, the only conclusion was that the missing worgen was no longer to be found.

“Who is doing this to me?” Captain Fowler thought to himself. For the treasures he stole over the years, he offended way too many people to be counted.

While Fowler was going through his long list of rivals, Abel was enjoying his flight on White Cloud.

“Let’s go to Harvest City,” Abel said to himself. He had almost forgotten that there was a sum of unclaimed money to be collected. If he had remembered it correctly, it was located in the Gary Pharmacy Store inside Harvest City.

After locating the Gary’s Pharmacy shop, Abel took two quick breaths and calmed himself down. In a world as dangerous as this, he must not get too complacent. Cautiousness was what mattered the most.

Yes, cautiousness. Take the stuff he’s looted today, for example. He had never seen some of these items before, and he was sure that even Marshall wouldn’t know about them. There was also that shocking howl made by Fowler. If he really had to fight such a terrifying opponent, could three exploding swords really have helped him to escape?

The more Abel thought about it, the more he felt that his actions were too risky for his own good. Although he got himself a lot of good items, he didn’t quite make an assessment of his enemies’ abilities. He got lucky this time, but such blunders could be fatal at times.

Speaking of which, he was already near the Harvest City. Since he couldn’t risk being discovered from here, he jumped from White Cloud and put on a robe to cover his whole body. To hide his true identity, he paid the entrance fee to get inside whilst pretending to be a worker from the church.

It was already evening during this time, and there were a lot of people out there on the street. Many nobles had already started their nightlife at this time. It seemed that the closer the night was, the more lively the city was.