Four Split Personalities

"Lord Sin Knight, this village... also has rebels..."

Veronia immediately went to Sin Knight’s side after receiving the message, whispering, "Just now, our people intercepted five low-level thieves outside, though not highly skilled, they were all death soldiers. Realizing there was no hope for a breakthrough, they immediately committed suicide."

Since the team had adapted to being led by Veronia and Varez, the scout who came to report also habitually went directly to the ’big sister’ to report, without reporting to Sin Knight, the true commander. This was not because everyone disfavored him; it was merely out of habit. As for why they went to Veronia instead of Varez, it was simply because Veronia was more attractive.

Of course, even if the common warriors overlooked this, the sensitive Veronia immediately reported to Sin Knight. First, she did not want to overstep her boundaries, and second, even if Veronia were to make decisions, she had no constructive ideas, so it was better to consult Sin Knight who had never disappointed them so far.

"Is that so..."

The latter sighed, seemingly having anticipated this, and nodded, "As expected."

Veronia was stunned for a moment before asking with some confusion, "You knew already?"

"Not exactly that I knew already."

Sin Knight gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and using the still-lit lamps in the surrounding homes to look around, he spoke softly, "I just observed the layout of this village on our way here. Although there might be a significant margin of error, from what I observed, the permanent population of this village should not exceed two hundred. I think Mr. Varez must have noticed this as well..."

Veronia blinked in confusion, then turned her gaze towards Varez, whose expression was also grave: "You noticed too? Why didn’t I?"

"Because you’re a young lady from a wealthy family."

Varez dryly chuckled, and as Veronia’s gaze started to turn sharp, he quickly added, "At least compared to a ’country bumpkin’ like me, you are from a rich family."

Veronia snorted softly and did not say anything further. She knew about Varez’s background; reportedly, he was born in a simple family in a remote village and later left home alone to strike his fortune not willing to settle for mediocrity because of his talents. Due to his lacking skills and impulsive nature, he made some mistakes. During his flight from pursuers, he was fortunate to encounter Duke Fossai, who helped him escape, and subsequently, he pledged loyalty to Fossai. His family was also relocated to Telon city through Duke Fossai’s funding, and that was that.

If Varez’s talents had been outstanding, propelling him to a legendary level rapidly, this story might have had more of an epic touch. Unfortunately, his talent was likely to be capped at high-order pinnacle, without some great fortune, he would hardly touch the threshold of legendary. So there really was nothing special worth highlighting in great detail.

In summary, as Varez had grown up in such small locales, he was quite familiar with these ’country’ settings. His previously accurate analysis regarding some other small towns they had stayed in had been based on this, and this time, he naturally arrived at the same conclusion as Sin Knight...

Thus, as soon as the warriors had gathered all the locals together, Varez’s expression had already darkened.

"I don’t understand..."

Veronia frowned; although she wouldn’t disrespect Sin Knight, she spoke without reservations to Varez: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Lord Sin Knight, it seems we think alike."

Varez did not respond to Veronia, but instead spoke gravely to Sin Knight, who was standing still as if pondering something, "Given the theory, this town definitely shouldn’t have more than two hundred residents, no... I think there might not even be one hundred eighty. But now, the number of people gathered in the square is..."

"Two hundred sixty-seven."

Sin Knight calmly finished Varez’s sentence and slightly narrowed his eyes: "Even disregarding the children under the age of ten, except for the Elf Race, there’s still two hundred forty-three, a very subtle number."

Veronia, a person of keen thoughts, would not fail to understand his words. The already tired look on her face visibly darkened: "Are you suggesting that there are rebel members mixed in here?"

"That’s right, although their strength might not be strong, and there is a high likelihood they are only low rank professionals, I do indeed judge this to be the case."

Sin Knight nodded slightly and looked calmly at those gathered in the square: "Those intercepted thieves were probably the ones who went to report after they noticed our arrival. After all, even with only the ability of low ranks, professions like Thieves and Rangers that can easily hide their presence still have a chance to escape under the cover of night."

"We owe it to you, Lord Sin Knight."

Veronia agreed wholeheartedly and nodded softly, "If you hadn’t made arrangements in advance to have our Scouts and Knights encircle this place, those people might have already completely fled."

Sin Knight just smiled lightly and did not say much, while Varez, after a few seconds of silence, gritted his teeth and said, "The real question is, what do we do now?"