Chapter 1919

Matthew looked around, yet there was not a soul to be found. Even so, he remained vigilant. Salazar was not the type to call false alarms. A few minutes of waiting later, someone came to him. It was none other than Salazar.

Salazar put a finger on his lips and approached Matthew in silence. He then pointed at the courtyard in the middle, telling Matthew to take a look.

Matthew did so, but still, he found nothing. He gave Salazar a questioning look.

Salazar shook his head. "Left flowerbed," he whispered.

sat within, both homes to beautiful, vibrant flowers. They weren't tall-about twelve inches or so, but the flowers were tall enough for someone to hide inside. Matthew peered at the left flowerbed for a while, and eventually,

night of a bright full moon. A long shadow stood on the wall, and within the shadows of the flowerbed, a silhouette in black hid. He was only about five-foot-three. He was wearing black clothes and a black mask, and something resembling a bat was wrapped in black cloth and strapped to their back. The silhouette hid in the darkness, unmoving like a statue. It was like they were one with the darkness. More surprisingly, Matthew realized the silhouette seemed to have merged with their surroundings, making it hard to notice them. If it were not for Salazar, Matthew

whispered, "When did he

signaled you, he was

went wide. I've been keeping an eye out, and yet I found nothing. My eyes never left the courtyard. Even if this guy did come in wearing all black, I should've been able to see them, and yet they slipped through

powerful, aren't they?" Matthew had

the moment they entered Lakeside Garden previously. The latter was almost on par with a grandmaster, and yet his

head. "Not exactly. They're good at disguise and concealment. Falconn's stronger

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