Snowbird Port, slum area.
A mysterious assassin was dining.
He was now inside a civilian house.
On the surface, this house looked no different from the surrounding buildings, unremarkable. But in reality, it was heavily guarded.
After all, it was one of the landing spots of the mysterious assassin.
Leaving aside the complex mechanisms and traps, the defense here mainly consisted of three layers.
The first layer of defense was a magic potion illusion maze.
The potion was smeared all over the inner walls of the house.
Most people who broke into this slum, even if they wandered around searching, would find this to be a very ordinary house, evidently devoid of any property, clearly poor and empty.
Even if the mysterious assassin was nearby, they wouldn't be able to detect him.
The second layer was a candle lit on the dining table.
This candle was creamy white, as thick as a baby's arm, and stood 10 centimeters tall, burning quietly.
The candlelight was pure white.
