Thieving Hands

Reflecting on the scenes witnessed in the village and the information acquired from Hanma, Aur couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement.

Though tempted to sell this information to another village, he refrained from doing so. If news of the scene were to leak, the village would undoubtedly launch an investigation, potentially leading back to him if they mobilised their full power.

Aur was acutely aware of the village's formidable might. Even in his current state, interacting with anything related to them was a perilous endeavour. The village's instructors alone posed a significant threat, not to mention a peak-tier one wizard.

"So, what brings you here?" Aur inquired curiously.

"Young master, the faction selection will take place tomorrow," Cameron responded, his smile carrying a hint of bitterness.

Aur noted the underlying emotion but chose to set it aside for the moment. "Have the leader and the other elders arrived?" he inquired further.