Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

"Kalanis, I'm not going to waste words with you; you should know what my goal is..."

"The treasure of the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps... must be handed over."

The Hyena's gaze was cold as he stared at the girl holding a war saber, standing alone in the front, distancing herself from everyone else.

The opponent's gaze was like a sharp blade, making him afraid to look directly.

But so what!

He was not alone today!

And behind him stood the Faceless Hermitage and the... Tulip Clan!

He felt that he was truly blessed by the Goddess of Fortune this time.

A big shot from the Tulip Clan had found him a few days ago, ordering him to force the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps to dissolve and drive them out of Lorand City!

He was just an ordinary member of the Faceless Hermitage, although his level was as high as Level 11, but had already reached the limit and couldn't advance further.

His status in the organization could only be described as lowly, maintaining his facade with a vicious demeanor on regular days.

This was his only chance to climb up, and he must complete the task!

"Don't give me reasons and excuses, I just want the giant dragon's head, or else... don't blame me for turning hostile!"

Everyone knew that the giant dragon's head was long gone, but it didn't matter, he just needed an excuse.

The Tulip Clan, on the surface, was a high-ranking Count's Family, controlling a daunting power in secret.

Even the Faceless Hermitage, one of the top three underground forces in Lorand City, was entirely controlled by it.

Some old Marquis families couldn't compare to them.

According to the higher-ups within the organization, in terms of strength, the Tulip Clan could rank within the top 20 of Lorand City!

More importantly... certain Abyss Worshiper's organizations were also closely connected with the Tulip Clan.

He only heard bits and pieces of this, but it was enough to shock him.

Now, being able to serve such a family... this was truly an honor.

If he could catch their eye, then he, the Hyena, would no longer be the foul-smelling, detestable sewer rat!

He might gain a noble name, build his own clan, and even acquire a title... not too high; Baron would suffice.

His descendants would no longer have to live with their lives hanging by a thread, and could stand high, trampling on those lowly commoners.

The Hyena didn't wait for Kalanis to respond, his gaze shifted to the crowd behind her.

"You should think clearly, yesterday, your vice leader already led over 400 people to set up a new mercenary corps."

"Are you sure you still want to stubbornly stand behind her?"

"If you leave now, I'll let bygones be bygones, and I can have your vice leader take you back."

"You wouldn't want your bones drawn out and hung around your neck, would you?"

The thirty-odd young mercenaries behind Kalanis were at a fervent age, instantly furious.

"Get lost, when has the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps ever been afraid of you?"

"Hmph, when the old leader was alive, why didn't you dare to provoke us? Coward!"

"Kalanis is our guide; those bastards who left made their loss! We'll never betray!"

Hearing the passionate outbursts, the Hyena smirked and drew out a contract from his bosom.

"This is the contract signed by Leader Kenne and me, just yesterday, he sold this manor to me for 50,000 gold coins."

"Since you don't want to hand over the giant dragon's head, there's nothing left to say... Now, immediately, pack your things and get out of the manor."

The crowd erupted.

"That damned bastard, how dare he sell the Dragon Breath Manor? This is the old leader's property!"

"He doesn't have the right!"

"I don't recognize it!!"

The Hyena raised his head, sneering.

"The deed's transfer has already been completed; legally, I'm already the owner of this manor."

"If you refuse to leave, I can request the patrol guards to clear the area."

"Do you want to try?"

This move was a finishing blow.

The already precarious Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps, if they lost their base... what difference would it make from disbandment?

Kalanis glanced at her companions behind her and then at him, her tone calm.

"Are you finished?"

The Hyena froze, then felt somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"What, do you have an opinion?"

"The Tulip Clan sent you, didn't they."

Kalanis' eyes didn't show much fluctuation.

"Go back and tell your master... blood debt can only be repaid with blood, and that day won't be far."

The Hyena's face showed some rage.

"Overestimating yourself, just with you, wanting to oppose those of us?"

He glanced at his companions, just in case, the bigshots above had also dispatched two teams of guards, all at Level 12.

Each wore a mask devoid of patterns and faces, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The leader was a Level 13 hero from the Faceless Hermitage!

A Level 13 hero!!

He doubted he could ever reach this level in his lifetime.

More importantly, such a hero, such an army was now under his command, to obey his orders!

This was the taste of power.

Once the task was completed, he would surely rise further, always holding such power.

It truly was something to look forward to.

He suddenly waved his hand!

"Get them out; this is not a place for these lowly life forms to linger!"

A few people immediately stepped forward, ready to take action.

The group of young people behind Kalanis was ignited with rage, but felt helpless under the terrifying pressure.

"Leader Kalanis, let's leave for now... we'll seek revenge later."