In the face of this kind of involuntary ingenuity, the "gray wolf" simply felt that he was drenched from behind by a basin of fire oil mixed with ice cubes, although he had long thought that he might have to share the credit with his nominal captain, and repeatedly persuaded himself that since he wanted to leave the other members alone to "make extra money" like this, then letting Haosen get a part, or even half of the benefits, was also a very worthwhile price, but what the "gray wolf" did not expect was to listen to his tone, Hausen is going to take the credit for himself!

- Maybe this is just a means of asking for a price, "Gray Wolf" thought, he refused to give up this piece of fat easily, and argued: "But, Hausen, you have gone to the task alone three times, and I haven't said a word before—you know, my 'stealth' level has not improved in more than four months, and if I count the credit for this time, I am enough to ask the instructor of the Barov family for guidance?" ”

"Do you only have merit and wealth in your eyes?" Gray wolf'," Hausen dismissed, he refused to even glance at the "gray wolf", his eyes stuck in the box like nails. "I'm the leader of the squad, and I deserve to be the first to take ownership of the loot - or maybe you haven't woken up yet?"

The gray wolf hurriedly took a step forward: "Hey, look, Hausen, although the two of us are not so harmonious, whether it is in the actions of the team or in the arguments with the rest of the organization, I am always on your side these times, right?" You know what's going on in the other squads. ”

“…… Uh-huh? In the dimness, Hausen's gaze followed the wonderful green light. The gray wolf's gaze also fell on the narrow slit of the lid of the box, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva:

“…… So, as long as my stealth level breaks through the current bottleneck, I will definitely be more effective as your assistant and can help you fight for a greater voice, right? Hey, Hausen, I'll only take half of the credit this time - no, a third, I'll only take a third! As long as I can ask the Barov tutor to point me out the merits of one time—"

Hausen's eyes reluctantly shifted from the wooden box to the face of the "gray wolf". "Gray Wolf" couldn't help but feel a little dry in his throat and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which he thought was a sign that Haosen was beginning to be persuaded by him. Push it up! "Gray Wolf" cheers himself on.

What greeted him before he could utter was a rapidly amplified fist. With the rapid darkening of his eyes, his eyes were blurry and swollen, and his head involuntarily threw to the side.

"'Gray wolf', I've had enough of your rat eyes!"

The "gray wolf" staggered a step before he could barely stand firm, and a strong pain came from Haosen's numb cheeks at the same time as Haosen's arrogant voice came, but this was not as hot as Haosen's words stirred up in his heart:

"You or the cautious mid-level of the organization, you can't fucking have anything else in your eyes other than staring at the little bit of profit in front of you? Bah! ”

Hausen spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, his anger looking even more intense than that of "Gray Wolf". But then the big man controlled his emotions with a calmness that did not match his outrageous appearance, rubbed his temples, and resumed his cold tone:

"Don't always test my bottom line with your stupidity, 'Gray Wolf', I really want to knock open your wooden head and bottle the Intelligence Potion into it! Let me tell you about this idiot, take a long-term view, and if I am promoted to the backbone of the organization, you can get rid of me completely - this is the fastest and most effective way for you to get rid of me as a 'greedy bastard' - and you, the 'gray wolf', can naturally follow the status of the squad leader: and then it will be your turn to enjoy my current privileges. ”

He sneered and looked at the "gray wolf" condescendingly. The redness and swelling of the latter's cheekbones slowly turned into bruises at a visible rate, and his face was blue and white. He seemed to want to say something, but his lips moved and he still didn't make any sound, and in Hausen's nail-like gaze, he held out his fist-clenched hand and handed it over. As Hausen grabbed the precious wooden box with a triumphant face, the five fingers of the "gray wolf" loosened the inseparable treasure one by one, almost as if they had been broken with iron pliers.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Hausen does not care about it. Seeing that he whistled and opened the wooden box recklessly, the "gray wolf" showed a resentful gaze. A hazy emerald green glow followed, and on the other side of the gray wolf's view obscured by the lid of the box, Hausen's smug face with a full beard was particularly ugly in the pale green light. As he shoved the box into his arms, the emerald green luster vanished.

……

Coming back to reality from his memories, "Gray Wolf" realizes that his pace has stopped at some point. He couldn't hold back the fire in his heart any longer, and kicked open a door next to him. The door of the iron fence shook a few times, but instead of slowly opening me, I fell to the ground with a "bang". The splash of smoke and the loud crash woke up the "gray wolf", and he retreated into the shadows once more.

It was also in such a dilapidated mansion, behind such a rusty iron door, that he hid in the dark and watched the battle inside for a long time. As he cursed, Howson was undoubtedly an arrogant and stupid bastard: he relied on his strength to ignore the clumsy adventurers of the mansion - yes, even the "Grey Wolf" himself never managed to win a favor from Howson in a one-on-one (and indeed no one of the squires of the same period did) - but that doesn't fucking mean that Howson was the best assassin of them all! Why do the patriarchs always just keep their appreciative eyes on Hausen, why not others, why can't it be themselves?!

He is the quickest progressing squire on "Stealth"! Are the patriarchs as blind as kobolds?

Not to mention Hausen's brazen fallacy!

Thinking of the vicious words that erupted from Hausen's mouth, the gray wolf felt that his face was hot, and the words that were slapped in his face were more humiliating and angry than the punch that "convinced" him. Is he short-sighted? Rat-eyed? He? How could Hausen, the fortunate ones of the patriarchs who were like their own sons, understand the longing of these attendants, who had climbed up from servant-like apprentices? In Alterac, where there are strict rules for everything, an acolyte wants to be appreciated, and it is never possible to achieve the goal by talent alone.

However, since the establishment of the "organization", it has been stipulated in black and white that everyone can accumulate merit in exchange for the guidance of the patriarchs. This was still indestructible in the mountain city, and those days were simply unimaginable. If it weren't for the great luck of bumping into it, I'm afraid that a squire would hover at the level of a squire in his life, at best, an acolyte who was particularly valued by his lord. However, when this coveted opportunity was finally placed in front of them, Haosen somehow favored the elders, and he actually laughed at the idea that he wanted to exchange for a promotion rank?! He- how dare he?!

The gray wolf dared to swear by his grandfather's soul that he had never seen such a beautiful green light of an unknown thing in a wooden box in his life! The hazy glow of emerald green lay in front of him as if it were a low-hanging fruit—and then, like the door of opportunity slamming shut, he watched the beautiful emerald green disappear again.

It...... Gone, out of sight.

Fortunately, the "gray wolf" knew that it was only stuffed into the arms of Hausen, just as he knew that Hausen, who had no strength and superb skill, could not exert half of the strength of this profession against the so-called "assassin" who was a "stalker" but only had a rough skin. Hahaha! This reckless man is actually fighting the enemy in close quarters with his sword blade...... Did he think he was a warrior who was performing a "whirlwind slash"? Looking at the cruel smile on his face, he still thought that he was gaining the upper hand in one enemy and two enemies, right? Even if he was not hiding as an outsider, the "gray wolf" could see clearly, and the two adventurers with firearms on the opposite side, one tall and one short, were not at all as embarrassed as they appeared: from the moment they entered the courtyard, a thin line buried shallow between the rubble and two bullet casings tied to it were enough to make such a judgment.

Fools who underestimate hiding, tempting, clearing traps, and stealthily raiding are bound to pay a price, haha!

So are the people who underestimate him as a "gray wolf"!

Therefore, when the adventurers who were far inferior to Haosen in strength after some tacit cooperation, they shot through Haosen's heart with a light crossbow, and the "gray wolf" immediately took his index finger and thumb in his mouth and enthusiastically whistled several cheers for them.

Then in the midst of their tense vigilance, the "gray wolf" Shi Shiran sneaked out of the other party's warning range and changed the location of the secret observation. After a few days, it was clear to him that it was still Master Dalaran who was leading the pack of vicious dogs, and that the mage had always followed their habit of indulging in pleasure and had to withdraw from the ruins for lunch. It was nearly noon, and there was plenty of time for him to come back and do what he wanted to do.

Hausen? It was just a corpse that couldn't believe it was going to fail!