[Difficult stealth test: 18<30<60, successful.] Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info you have found a place under the junction between the bed and the table, which is wrapped in a thick shadow, and you probably won't be noticed if no one pays attention to it. 】

According to the system's instructions, Brunei did find a hidden place in the camp that he had previously neglected, as it described. Unlike wishful thinking that a criminal of their caliber would not be able to show such a large battle baldness, Brunei was very aware of the dangers he might encounter.

And it is true that the reward on Brunei's wanted warrant is just an ordinary level, that is, a criminal of the same level as a bald head, who privately assembles the magic emblem, resists law enforcement, and escapes from the household register. But Brunei knows exactly what he has done. Even if you think that the system is beautifully stealthy - the massacre has destroyed all traces, and as a result, no one suspects him at all. The reason for all of this was the agent of the Secret Service who called himself Bell Bailey, who arranged this series of events because the system was in Brunei.

Although Brunei still does not understand the reasons behind Bell Bailey's actions, he does not need to. All he needed to know was that the system, which was now so tied to him that it could not be separated, was worth it and should require them to do this kind of action to stop, capture, or destroy.

Compared to Bell's various behaviors at that time, in Brunei's opinion, it was just a second-turn mage with his own magic attendants, breaking the custom that even ordinary fugitives like him and bald heads could break, and there was no reason to go deep into the Endless Mountains, this degree was not worth mentioning. It's entirely possible for them to do that.

With this in mind, Brunei decided it would be better to find a place to hide.

And almost as soon as he was hiding, a crowd poured in. The men who came in were about twenty or forty years old, not very muscular, of varying heights, and from the mainstream aesthetics of the Empire, they were all the type, if not all handsome, to be ugly - this only describes their appearance.

Contrary to their image, they came in like a gang of bandits, opening the camp's lockers with ease, gathering in front of them like ants with syrup, clamoring for the contents, especially the antidote that Brunei had used in another camp.

A few, perhaps wiser, gave up fighting with those men for the contents of the cupboard, took the pitiful gains they had lined up on the ground before, and opened their parcels and rummaged through them.

If it weren't for a hateful vested interest who had snatched two vials of serum and ran out the door under the eyes of all and shouted "There's nothing inside!" somewhere, Brunei would have almost thought that this group of robbers had committed robberies against the adventurer's camp.

However, judging by their familiarity, even if they are looking for something this time, there will be no problem with this evaluation. Brunei tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling a little more relaxed in his heart.

After a while, two more people walked in the door. One of them was different from the neatly dressed, at least wearing shorts, two hairy calves with knotted muscles and mud, and a pair of straw sandals that were quite shabby—although Brunei had not paid much attention to the bald legs, he easily recognized them as undoubtedly his fellow adventurers.

"My lord, as I said before, I'm the only one here. As they entered, the men who had behaved like robbers had finally stopped, or at least, looked like trained robbers. Hearing the bald head's words, Brunei's heart moved, and from this sentence alone, he heard two pieces of information.

First, the bald head did not betray himself, which made Brunei's heart reassured, and his trust in the bald head unconsciously increased by a point.

Second, these people, at least as far as the bald head is concerned, may pose a threat to themselves.

Considering that the bald head didn't actually believe that he was the murderer who caused the bloody massacre in Gars City, and most likely he wouldn't have thought that he actually had a monster like the system hidden in his body, which even Brunei himself was a little creepy, in his opinion, Brunei and Bald himself should be in a similar situation.

So, the reason why he would make such a judgment is probably that these people clearly put it forward and came to find me.

Thinking of this, Brunei's breath couldn't help but stagnate, but in the past few days of walking in the mountains and forests, he had become accustomed to this feeling of being in danger, so he did not panic, nor did he fall into complete despair, but tried to suppress the fear in his heart, and continued to do the only thing he could now do - that is, analyze the situation.

Now, the only question is, who are these people who are looking for, or to put it simply, who are they who are coming to hunt them down?

This is the worst of all things, but fortunately, it is almost impossible for such a situation to exist. Aside from the superfluous suspicions, the soldiers of the Empire have always been known for their strict discipline, not only rumors, but also with Brunei's own shallow knowledge, he has never had the slightest doubt about this. This group of bandit-like guys has nothing to do with the Empire.

After ruling out the worst possibility, the remaining possibilities, a Liberty Mage who saw his wanted warrant, a Liberty Mage who was invited by the Gars Gang to seek revenge against him, and other possibilities that he had not yet thought of, in fact, from the current Brunei perspective, there is not much difference.

“...... Kill them. Brunei didn't even think about it carefully before the solution came to his mind. When he realized this, he couldn't help but shudder.

[Are you suspecting me of interfering with your consciousness again? 】

The system reacted violently to ideas that Brunei didn't think of clearly, and didn't even realize of itself.

“...... Hmm, sorry. "Now is not the time to gas with the system. Although this brutal approach was not his wish, he couldn't help but consider the possibility of such a solution.

was forced to a dead end by those two gangsters before, which is indeed a reference that objectively reflects Brunei's combat effectiveness at the moment. However, the difference from that time is that now, of the dozen or so people in the room, no one knows of Brunei's existence, except for the bald head. The mages hidden in the shadows, even if they are just a mage apprentice, have great destructive power.

In addition, there are bald heads, and the dozen or so people in this room, if they are all ordinary people, should be able to solve them without much difficulty. The mage acolyte is the foundation of the Imperial Mage's strength, and it is also the biggest weakness of the Imperial Mage, if the living mage acolytes are too limited within a considerable distance around him, even if it is the Venerable Second Turning Mage, it is-

Nor is it an existence that is completely impossible to kill.

[I think it's common to use descriptions like "impossible enemies" here.] It's too murderous, little Bruneith. 】

Hearing the system's whispers in his head, Brunei couldn't help but let out a sneer.

As he expected, the system continued: "However, this is not bad. What's more, do you remember the cheat code I taught you? There is that one, and it is not easy to kill a mere second-turn free mage with only a few dozen mage attendants. 】

Before I knew it, the man who had walked in with the bald head, who was obviously of a higher status than the previous group of bandits, and perhaps the leader of the bandits, had walked to the front of the table. Fortunately, he didn't seem to notice the existence of Brunei Darussalam, who had successfully used the "stealth" skill, and just rummaged through something on the table.

"This is the information of the man I spoke of earlier," said a mellow male voice, judging by the distance, he was probably the suspected bandit leader, "come and see—do you have any impressions?"

Brunei secretly adjusted his posture, and the not very developed muscles in his body tightened.

The bald voice then sounded: "This, this, my lord, I said, I don't know anything about Brunei at all." ”

"He's a guy with a surname, and it's common sense to call him Castro, right?" said someone who might be suspected of being a bandit leader, "but by all accounts, you're being too suspicious." I said, are you really sure that there's no one here?"

After a long silence, one of the men finally said in a somewhat trembling voice, "Yes, yes, sir." ”

"Hmph. It seemed that because he knew too much about the virtues of these people, or because the traces of these people's scrambling in the hut were really a mess at the moment, the suspected bandit leader snorted in annoyance, gritted his teeth and complained: "Your Excellency Kailan is really, the criteria for selecting squires - obviously there are only a few people, but they are all like this!"

Brunei felt ready, he had never felt so empowered.

"Listen to me! When you look for someone, you don't just open the door and see if there's anyone there! Especially a fugitive like this!" The suspected bandit leader seemed to finally stop suppressing his anger and roared angrily, "'Find' someone, understand! 'Find'! At least, you should look at a place like under the bed where it is easy to hide people!"

Saying that, perhaps in order to lead by example, the bandit leader bent down.

[Come on, let's do a big job, little Brunei!]

After looking at the bottom of the bed, the suspected bandit leader suddenly felt a burning gaze scorching the back of his head, and when he turned his head, what entered his eyes was a monster that did not look like a human, as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and every tooth seemed to shine in the dark, a terrifying smile-