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.

Matthew turned his eyes toward the courtyard once more. Two flowerbeds 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, he found something.

It was the 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 would have missed this infiltrator.

Surprised, he whispered, "When did he get here?"

"Just moments ago. When I signaled you, he was running inside."

Matthew's eyes 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 right under my nose. I didn't even know they had been hiding there. How powerful are they?

"They're powerful, aren't they?" Matthew had to ask.

Aurelius and Falconn were seen the moment they entered Lakeside Garden previously. The latter was almost on par with a grandmaster, and yet his infiltration was still seen anyway. But this... This one snuck right through without me noticing. They must be powerful.

Salazar shook his head. "Not exactly. They're good at disguise and concealment. Falconn's stronger than they are."

A sigh of relief escaped Matthew's lips. I thought we had to deal with a tough opponent. However, he soon frowned. "Wait. Why did he show up anyway?" he queried.

Gregory clearly said he was the only one who knew about this hiding spot. Even if Lord Voodoo did come back to this place, I was supposed to be the only one who could replace him. But now we have Macon and this guy on our hands. What is going on? Matthew had a feeling the decision to stay out of this courtyard was the right thing to do. Things were a lot more complicated than he expected. I need to stay in the shadows and replace out who these guys are. Then I'll make my move.

Salazar was staring at the weapon strapped behind that person's back. He seemed to be deep in his thoughts, but eventually, he shook his head. "Not our problem for now. We'll let the dogs bite each other off and see if we can take off with their bone. We also have the element of surprise. Might as well use it to see what their deal is," he whispered.

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