518 First Mission

Casper and Ambrose were perched on a rooftop across a street from a nice-looking cafe that had very nature-friendly decor.

They were basically invincible, as Casper used magic to cloak them in the shadow of nearby buildings.

They were waiting for their target to appear.

"That's him." Casper suddenly said and pointed at a horse-drawn carriage that stopped in front of the cafe.

"How do you know?" Ambrose asked curiously.

"The carriage has his family crest engraved on the door, you see?"

Ambrose looked at the door and saw a crest with a peacock and a crown on it.

At that moment, the door opened, and a slightly overweight man with a handlebar mustache stepped out. He had a gold-handled cane in hand and round-circled glasses perched on his nose.

Everyone would be able to tell that he was part of high society.

"Is he part of the Gold Circle?" Ambrose asked curiously.