I Become a Landlady in the Game World-Chapter 325 - 193: This is a Gang of Bandits

Moments later, after Sol and the others had dealt with the flurry of arrows, they found the surroundings eerily quiet, devoid not only of Beastmen but even their shadows.

"Captain, these Beastmen are really..." a nearby mercenary muttered, at a loss for words.

Everything that had happened today was unexpected and had completely changed their understanding of Beastmen.

If this was the case with Beastmen, could they continue doing business involving them in the future?

Be destroyed!

Sol felt the same way, but what concerned him even more was why the Beastmen had set so many traps specifically targeting them in the direction they were preparing to advance, and so timely at that.

Once was an accident, twice a coincidence, but three times? That couldn’t be ordinary.

Now there were two possibilities.

One, there was a traitor within their Mercenary Team.

Two, the Beastmen had some means of ascertaining their plans.

The former was virtually impossible, so that left only the latter option.

But at that time, he had had the Beastman-tracking map, and to evade being detected by the map, one would need... an Invisibility Cloak.

When this conclusion dawned on him, Sol found it unbelievable, mainly because in their battles against Beastmen, they seldom used equipment; in fact, all the territories of the Human Clan Kingdom were strictly forbidden from selling equipment to Beastmen.

Under such circumstances, only the high-ranking Beastmen in the Beastman Territory could possibly get hold of Human equipment, which would be an insurmountable task for the common Beastman.

But how could this group of Beastmen have them?

After pondering for a while and thinking about the continuous traps set by this group of Beastmen, Sol fell silent.

This group of Beastmen really could do it.

Whether it was utilizing the Invisibility Cloak to track their movements or setting these continuous traps, it all pointed to the sophistication of this group.

Sol could hardly avoid suspecting that there were more traps laid out by this group of Beastmen waiting for them.

With each trap, the Beastmen mostly came out unscathed, while one after another of his own men were taken away.

From the items brought out by the Beastmen, one could infer their purpose for capturing them.

It was highly likely for the sake of their equipment.

They had always regarded Beastmen as prey, never imagining they’d see the day when they’d become the hunted.

How truly laughable!

After surveying his surroundings, Sol fell silent for a moment then declared, "Let’s go!"

Saying this, he took the lead, of course in a completely different direction. freewёbnoνel.com

The others couldn’t make sense of his actions and couldn’t help but speak up, "Captain, where are we going? What about those who have been captured?"

They were his comrades, who had been through thick and thin together!

Even though the incessant tricks of the Beastmen left them feeling helpless, they did not want to abandon their teammates.

Who knew if today’s situation would become their future?

Consequently, many eyes were fixed on Sol, hoping for an explanation.

Seeing the tension evident in their expressions, Sol understood their thoughts and repeated his earlier analysis, "If we keep going as we were, I fear the number of people missing from our team will only increase. For now, let’s regroup with the other teams. I’m worried this isn’t just happening to us. Remember, there were supposed to be over three hundred Beastmen, but do you recall encountering that many just now? Moreover, the direction they’ve fled to is likely still Beastman Territory. Even if they don’t go this way, eventually they will have to leave, so we’ll wait for them nearby."

"So from the beginning, we were their targets?"

"When did Beastmen become so terrifying?"

"How many people will we lose this time?"

"Those who have fallen into Beastmen’s hands, can they still come back?"

"Shouldn’t we leave this place? We only left 50 people to guard our original spot; can they fend off over 200 Beastmen?"

"..."

Once the truth was exposed, everyone’s thoughts diverged rapidly, delving deeper and deeper.

As the last question emerged, Sol’s pupils constricted slightly, for he had forgotten about this matter.

Initially, he thought it unlikely that the more formidable Tiger-men would come to the aid of the Sheep-headed Men, but with this special group of Beastmen, who could predict the potential for another mishap?

At the thought of over two hundred painstakingly captured Beastmen possibly escaping, Sol felt as if even breathing became difficult.