
Knowing if her attempt failed, the young woman immediately left the restaurant. With a hurried step he came out.
After moving for about fifty meters, the two men who had previously sat in the corner of the room moved following from behind.
The young lady continued walking towards the east of the city. After walking for about half an hour, he finally entered a carpentry shop with brown paint.
"Hmm.the Fire Poison Bandit" said one of the men who followed him earlier.
"You mean this is their headquarters?"
"true."
"So the young lady was their member. It is only fitting that he put poison on the Princess' drink. "
"But judging from the movements used by him, it seems like he is already quite professional in his field."
"The Fire Poison Bandit is famous as a middle-class killer . I'm sure they won't stop before the princess dies"
"So what should we do now?"
"Our job is just to observe the present moment. We can't make any decisions. We'd better report this matter to the seniors"
"If so, we're back in base"
Both of them walked away from the place.
Meanwhile, Princess Revaline was completely unaware of the danger she had just been after. After breakfast at the restaurant, he resumed his shopping at the market.
Actually, he could have told the waiter who went to shop for necessities in his residence. But he took advantage of this opportunity to interact with the existing population in the market.
Princess Revaline is notoriously friendly and well mannered to anyone. Never use the princess status as something to be proud of. Therefore, the people around the city of Malwa love him very much.
Finished with his shopping event he then returned to the palace with a feeling of pleasure.
*****
The Sorka union building.
"My dear, are you sure you took the order?" ask a woman dressed in luxury to Jhon Muel.
"I can't turn it down Rose. The price offered is very high. You know, for the advance, the prince paid almost two years of union income. "
"really?"
"Why did I lie to you. Can you imagine if this works out how much can we get? You can buy the jewelry from Gordon you want so much, and boast it to your friend."
"Oh, love. I don't think you think about me that much."
"We have lived four lives together. How could I not understand your wish"
"But baby, this is very dangerous. Whether successful or failed, it still risks being finally exposed by the palace. And you know for yourself the punishment for people attacking the royal family. Only one, death sentence with his whole family"
"Because of that, whether this succeeds or fails, we'll be out of Malwa soon"
"Where is our goal?"
"White Chalk City. Prince Hurex has promised to provide protection during our time in the Cloud Circle kingdom. Even if this worked, he promised to give me an important position in the Cloud Circle palace. Something I didn't reach before"
Hearing that the woman became very excited.
"If so, this should be done as well as possible. Choose our members who are really professional."
"I think so too. My dear, I'll go to the fog forest immediately. To our secret base. Maybe I'll be there a few days"
"Why so long?" the woman said sadly.
"But I'm gonna be lonely here by myself"
"Call your sister, spend the night here until I get back. It's money for you to have fun. Shop as you please. What matters is that you are happy"
"My husband is the best. If you're so careful on the road."
"I'm leaving my dear" said Jhon Muel, after kissing the woman's forehead.
Jhon Muel then exited the Sorka trade union building. In front of the door, had been waiting for a subordinate of his who was holding two horse harnesses.
"We're leaving, sir?" he asked after handing over a horse harness to Jhon Muel.
"Yes" replied Jhon Muel briefly and immediately rode his horse.
The swift footsteps of the horses were immediately heard leaving the place. The horse moved quickly towards the fog forest.
The fog forest was a forest that was on the border of the three kingdoms. The Kingdom of the Valley of Wind, the kingdom of the Cloud Circle and the kingdom of Fatma. But the fog forest is still included in the territory of the kingdom Fatma.
The forest of fog is rare in the human plural, because as its name is always foggy. Giving a cold sensation makes anyone not last long in it.
But it is in this forest that Jhon Muel builds a base for his assassins. This was done to avoid the suspicion of the Fatma court.
Although the military strength of Fatma's soldiers is not so strong and prominent, but they have a very large number of soldiers and are very loyal to the kingdom.
This will certainly be very troublesome for Jhon Muel in his work. However, the assassin organization is prohibited from operating in the kingdom of Fatma.
If anything, everything is very secret and only certain people know of their existence. And most would disguise their organization as Jhon Muel did to Sorka trade unions or carpentry shops like the Fire Poison bandits.
Jhon Muel whipped his horse into a small stall on the edge of the fog forest and stopped there. After riding a horse for three hours, making him hungry. After all, this was the last stall before entering the fog forest.
"Welcome sir. Please come in.you want to eat what?" ask the owner of the friendly stall when he saw Jhon Muel enter with his men.
"Serve your best dishes" replied Jhon Muel.
In the spirit of the shop owner served food to Jhon Muel and his men.
"Please enjoy the master"
"Thank you"
They eat well. While eating they rest gather energy. Because after this, they will travel on foot as far as three hours drive.
This is the custom of Jhon Muel. The horse will be deposited to the owner of the stall until he returns to retrieve it.
The horse will be taken care of by the stall owner, and when taken will be given maintenance money. This will benefit both sides.
After an hour in the stall, Jhon Muel prepared to enter the interior of the forest. But before that, he took out a thick wool coat to keep from freezing during his time in the forest.
"Sir, I'm picking up our horse. This is our meal money as well as the cost of horse care. I'll give you the shortcomings when I get back to taking the horse"
"Sir, just calm down. I must have taken good care of her."
"We're leaving" said Jhon Muel as he walked out of the stall.
Both of them walked into the forest area. The deeper, the air felt more bone-chilling. After walking for less than three hours, they appeared in front of them a simple residential complex.
Inside were ten simple houses. But even though it is in the middle of fog forest, the area of three hectares is not as cold as the surrounding forest.
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This is the training area and headquarters of the Sorka trade union hitmen.