Kenny and Lebu walked through the bustling streets of the Trade Ward.
Wherever they went, they drew no attention from the passersby. It was as if they weren't even there. And yet, they hadn't cast any magic to conceal themselves.
Only pure skill.
"So?" Kenny walked with his hands tucked inside his pockets. "Why isn't that scum behind bars yet?"
Lebu sighed. "It turns out… the Baron is someone's asset."
Kenny frowned. "Asset? You mean…"
"Yes." The ginger-haired man nodded.
He glanced around casually, ensuring that no one was tailing them. He then continued, "He's a mole within Springdale's nobility. A high-ranking member within our organization has turned him into an asset."
Lebu paused briefly before adding, "That's why we can't make a move on him. If we do, then all the hard work we've put into spying on the inner workings of the city's nobility will go to waste. The Baron is our direct link to them. So, I'm afraid… we must let him go."
