Nasha was a half-orc thief, which was very unusual.
The orc race is not really stupid, they just don't like to use their brains. Acting recklessly and easily impulsive, he doesn't care about anything when the blood rushes to his head. At this point, they have inherited the characteristics of the orc blood to a considerable extent.
For such a race, the probability of producing fighters is very high, but almost most of the occupations that require care, patience, and rigor have nothing to do with them. For example, half-orc mages are extremely rare, and there may be some paladins, but they are also rare because they are not self-disciplined enough. There are also not many thieves, because this kind of profession whose heart is rented in the shadows, boldness, patience and patience are almost essential qualities.
However, Nasha is a rare half-orc thief. He is different from most of the other compatriots. His personality is surprisingly like a fox, cruel but patient, and extremely rare in the half-orc race.
Of course, cunning is more suitable for survival and development than recklessness, but cunning does not bring all benefits. Generally speaking, cunning people will be more cautious, or timid.
Nasha witnessed the whole process of Dane killing Tebat from the shelf on the second floor of the warehouse. Even he, who has always been cruel, is terrified of Dane's pure violence.
Dane's formidable power almost surpassed the entire horror mercenary group, and was even stronger than pure-blooded orcs. In the entire Rotten Wolf Town, apart from the half-breed ogre bodyguard raised by the mayor Modolo, there is probably no one who can surpass Dane in terms of pure physical strength.
However, no matter how strong it is, there is always a limit. Nasha has always known that Dane's physical strength is very strong, but Tebat is his strong opponent, a formally promoted berserker, and a half-orc physique. No need, just rely on one hand to completely defeat.
He came to a conclusion. It's only been two or three days since he saw him. Dane's already terrifying power seems to have improved to a higher level? Coupled with his neglected but equally powerful sword skills that have been covered up by powerful forces, this kind of Dane is already terrifyingly strong.
For the first time, Nassar had doubts about the decision he made: Is it really wise to choose to stand on the side of the old Bynes
There was wavering in his heart, but soon he remembered the promise Baines made to him, and the greedy thoughts and wavering in his heart were expelled: 10,000 gold coins, plus one person in the mercenary group Dane would never give him the status of being above 10,000 people.
Renewing his confidence, Nasha came out of the darkness.
"Brother Dane, long time no see." On Nasha's face, which was much prettier than the usual half-orc, there was a smile. His acting skills are not bad, but he has nothing to hide in front of Dane's high perceptual attributes, and Dane can easily see the hypocrisy under his smile.
Feeling disgusted, Dane didn't hide it on his face. He said bluntly, "You don't want to see me forever, do you? Don't talk so much nonsense, I'll just ask you, where is Golobo?"
Nasha looked surprised and said, "Brother Golob is not here."
"Put your mother's shit on!" Dane cursed, his huge body even took a step forward, and Nasha couldn't help dodging back slightly in shock.
I only heard Dane continue to say: "This is my warehouse, the goods in the warehouse are all my own, Golobo was sent by me to look at things, you took people to seal my warehouse, and my people You got caught, and you're still playing stupid here? Do you really think that with the backing of old Bynes, I won't dare to touch you?"
Nasha, whose face was blue and red after being scolded, said reluctantly: "Brother Dane, what you said is wrong. The goods in the warehouse belong to the mercenary group. The group leader asked me to check your last time. The specific amount of loot..."
"Shut up the idiot!" Dane didn't want to chat with him at all, "I'll just ask you, where is Golobo?"
After half a sentence was choked back, Nasha could only admit in the end: "Brother Golobo is in the innermost compartment of the warehouse..."
Ignoring the half-orc thieves, Dane snorted coldly, and walked straight to the innermost part of the warehouse. Several of Nasha's subordinates were standing in front of him, but they were stared at by him, and none of them met his gaze directly, so they had to get out of the way.
Nasha was behind, with resentment in his eyes, he gestured towards the person behind him, and then, there seemed to be a few shadows shaking in the shadows.
He looked nervously at Dane's back, for fear that he might notice something. But the situation seemed to be good. Dane just continued to walk forward, as if he didn't notice the changes in his surroundings.
As those black shadows got closer and closer to Dane, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Nasha's mouth. Those black shadows were a very rare thieves team in the Dread Ghost Mercenary Corps that he had cultivated by himself. They were specialized in assassination operations in the dark, and they were also proficient in the technique of combined strikes. The four assassins launched an ambush at the same time. Even if Nasha himself was not aware of the ambush, he was not sure that he could stop it. He didn't believe it, a berserker, how could he be able to stop it
But the next moment, his pupils dilated to the extreme!
Four sharp daggers stabbed at Dane almost simultaneously in the dark corner of the light, but Dane, who was supposed to be defenseless, moved like a cheetah the moment the assassin team shot. !
His seemingly huge and cumbersome body started to move in a way that didn't match his appearance at all. He took two steps forward and then backwards slowly, easily dodging the assassin team's attack. Join forces to ambush. Afterwards, the shiny sword flashed, and the long and narrow saber that he had been carrying behind his back was unsheathed extremely quickly! In an instant, there was a muffled groan, and Dane, who was covered in blood, had another touch of red on his body—it was the blood of an assassin!
Dodging, counterattacking, and instantly killing a thief, Dane turned around and stared at Nasha, without saying a word, but the irony in it was self-evident.
The other three assassins found that the ambush was impossible, and they all came out of the darkness very fiercely, all holding daggers in both hands, and continued to besiege Dane.
"Stop!" Nasha yelled, but he couldn't stop his men from looking for death.
"It's late!" Dane sneered, and the long knife was about to see blood again!
The four assassins who are good at sneak attacks and ambushes can't do anything to Dane in the sudden attack in the dark. When they go under the light and confront Dane head-on, isn't that courting death
With a horizontal slash, the fastest one of the thieves was cut open, and his intestines spilled all over the floor. Dane dodged one of the attacks of the other two guys. As for the other, the moment the dagger was stabbed over, he was directly killed. He's tucked under his arm.
With the sword in hand, Dane had already killed all the thieves who dared to ambush him before Nasha and Nasha's other subordinates came to support him.
After taking a sip of 'Bah', Dane said contemptuously, "A bunch of rubbish."