I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

At dawn.

Gavin was still sleeping comfortably in his tent, with a maidservant accompanying him to warm the bed.

Suddenly, a lieutenant rushed into the tent, knelt down, and woke Gavin from his sleep.

"Ah~!"

The maid, who was also awakened, screamed and shrank back into the covers.

Gavin stood up, glaring at his kneeling subordinate, and said angrily, "What is it? Can't you wait until I get up before reporting?"

"Reporting, sir! Something terrible has happened! Our team was assassinated last night; members of several mercenary groups on the outskirts are all dead!"

The deputy general's voice trembled slightly as he reported.

Overnight.

Seven mercenary groups, totaling more than two hundred people, were all killed!

Among the dead were more than twenty Tier 2 mercenaries.

The leader of the highest-ranking Flying Bird Mercenary Group, a level 15 hunter.

But they were assassinated last night without making a sound.

The body was discovered this morning and was already cold.

The assassin's strength instilled a sense of unease in the others.

After all, the entire unit, including Gavin, had fewer than twenty people at the third tier!

This shows that almost no one survives an assassination attempt.

After hearing this, Gavin's anger immediately subsided.

He immediately put on his armor and followed the commander outside.

In the open space outside, all the corpses had been moved together.

A group of mercenaries and soldiers with terrified expressions surrounded them.

After Gavin came out, everyone stopped talking.

Gavin looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, his face grim.

"Everyone had their throats slit, killed instantly!"

The lieutenant pointed to the corpse and explained, "Based on the traces observed around the area, the number of people who came to assassinate him did not exceed five."

"Five people?"

Gavin grabbed his lieutenant by the collar, glaring at him and shouting, "You're telling me that Walkam only sent five men to attack us at night, killed over two hundred people, and escaped unscathed?"

Gavin isn't stupid.

Those attacking them at this time must be from Val'kam!

Does Valkam have that kind of strength?

"There are definitely only five footprints at the scene," the lieutenant said with a mournful face. "Either they cleaned up the traces, or there were five people!"

Gavin released his deputy and snorted coldly.

"It seems Valkam has hidden strength!"

To be able to silently assassinate a group of professionals, one must be at least at the second tier of strength.

But if Val'kam had any fourth-tier or higher professionals, Viscount Renault would have already stormed into Glad City.

Therefore, Gavin guessed that the other party was a third-tier thief.

"In a head-on fight, a third-tier thief is no match for me, a knight." Gavin glanced around, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Do you think that assassinating some weak mercenaries and creating panic will make our team retreat?"

Viscount Reynolds, you underestimate me, Gavin Dick.

These mercenaries were originally just cannon fodder for the siege.

If he dies, he dies; at least he'll save me some money.

Once I conquer the city, I will personally send you to the gallows!

Gavin then instructed his lieutenant to give orders for the army to begin breakfast and to speed up their journey to Warkam.

The mercenaries looked grim when Gavin left.

They had always heard that Valkam was weak.

I thought that by following Gavin's unit, I could just coast along and get paid.

But the piles of corpses before them told them that this reward would not be easy to obtain.

"There's still a little over a day's journey left. Everyone, keep your eyes peeled for the rest of the way!"

All the mercenary leaders began giving instructions to their subordinates.

When the main force started moving, the mercenaries who had been scouting ahead became alert and no longer dared to be as lazy as before.

......

After completing the assassination last night, Anno and his group went to the front to wait for Gavin's troops.

During the day, Gavin and his men were on their way, while Anno was already waiting at the next ambush point.

Anno's intention in assassinating the mercenaries last night was to make them back down.

Once Glen City is occupied by Renault, these mercenaries will become adventurers and work for Renault.

But Anno didn't expect that.

Although the mercenaries were afraid, they still did not give up on the mission.

Perhaps they shared Gavin's belief that in a direct confrontation, Valkam had no hope of winning.

However, it doesn't matter.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

......

Time flies, the sun sets, and night falls.

Gavin's troops set up camp once again.

After a day of forced march, they were now less than twenty kilometers away from Warkam as the crow flies.

According to Gavin's plan, they should arrive near Walkam tomorrow morning, rest for a few hours, and launch an attack in the afternoon.

More than 500 Val'kam soldiers, plus a mercenary group called the Adventurers' Guild, could only hold off the troops of Glad City for a maximum of one hour!

At night, he could open the gates of Valkam and rest inside the city.

"Tonight, everyone be on your guard. If any assassins come again, make sure they don't leave alive!"

Gavin entered the tent and gave instructions to several of his men.

He wasn't worried at all that the assassins would come looking for him.

Not to mention that he was a level 19 knight, there were also several level 3 guards around the tent.

If the assassin dares to come, he will surely die.

Gavin wasn't the only one who thought this way.

The mercenary groups on the periphery were also well prepared.

They were all waiting for the assassin to arrive.

Under the moonlight, Anno, hiding in the grass, watched the figures walking back and forth in the distance, a smile appearing on her lips.

Anno came alone for tonight's operation.

Yesterday, Anno hadn't figured out the strength levels of all the mercenaries and was worried about encountering a skilled assassin and failing in his assassination attempt, so he sent everyone over to provide backup at any time.

But today, Anno wanted to send some fireworks to the soldiers of Glad City, and also to see if there were any experts among them.

Once it's confirmed that there are no fourth-tier experts among the troops in Glad City, then the closer these people are to Val'kam, the closer they are to their own graves.

Then tomorrow's war will proceed as Anno intended—the troops of Glad City will be defeated by the soldiers and adventurers of Val'kam in front of everyone.

This is to demonstrate the adventurers' strength to the outside world!

Xue Feibai and the others went back to rest and prepare for tomorrow's big battle.

"Right now, besides the flying objects, I only have three Tier 2 summons. I'll send you three fireworks for now!"

Anno smirked.

The next second, three Tier 2 flying summons grabbed three other Tier 2 summons and flew towards the camp ahead.

That's right, Anno is preparing to use the [King's Power] to self-destruct.

Anno needs to find the strongest person on the opposing side during this air raid.

The mercenaries' strength was assessed last night, and only ten of them are Tier 3 mercenaries remaining.

When the first 'bomb' landed precisely in a tent from the air, the white light generated by the [King's Power] instantly illuminated the entire surrounding area.

Then came the second one, and the third one!

The explosions continued, accompanied by the screams of wounded soldiers.

"Torch! Raise your torches!"

"Can you see anyone? Is there a pastor? Please bring some light!"

"Holy Light!"

"Nobody's here! Damn it, where did the attack come from?!"

The soldiers were thrown into panic.

They still haven't found the direction of the attack.

Anno glanced at the soldiers emerging from the tent through the giant eagle beast and found that they were all first- or second-tier soldiers.

I haven't seen any third-order ones yet.

"Is it still hidden?"

Anno instantly recalled three summoned creatures, and then sacrificed the souls of three second-tier magical beasts.

The second wave of bombing began.

As the three monsters fell from the sky, someone finally spotted them above, taking advantage of the light from the [Holy Light] spell.

"It's up there!"

Upon hearing the shout, everyone immediately looked up at the night sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

No one expected that this attack would come from the sky.

Gavin then emerged from his tent and looked up at the dark night sky.

A glint of malice flashed in the eyes of the third-tier hunter guard who had followed him. After surveying the sky, he said to Gavin, "I see a magical beast!"

"How could it be a monster? How could a monster explode?"

Gavin was completely baffled.

While Gavin and his men were on high alert in the air, Anno had already spotted him through the flying magical beasts.

"The highest level is Gavin, level 19. That's quite a challenge!"

Anno observed for a while longer and found that no one had exceeded level 19, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Logically speaking, he should let these soldiers get a good night's sleep.

Because this could be the last sleep for most people.

However, in order to reduce the soldiers' combat effectiveness tomorrow, Anno threw a few fireworks into the camp every half hour.

Not to kill the enemy, but because I don't want them to sleep.