He immediately recognized the voice, "Tommy?"

Then, another voice came from upstairs.

"Even if you beat me to death, I won't join your Steam Party!"

"Hey, hey, hey... we told you your old man's death had nothing to do with us. If the Madam hadn't saved you, would you still be here jumping around and yelling? Don't be so ungrateful!"

"Humph, you're all accomplices! I won't join you!"

"Shut up, you stinky brat, or I'll beat you."

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"..."

Then, there was a muffled sound, probably because his mouth was gagged.

This time, Suren heard clearly and confirmed it was Tommy.

"He's not dead..."

Thinking of this, Suren raised an eyebrow slightly.

During the last trip to the White Monastery, he was too busy to care for himself and thought Tommy had died in the witch's dream, or in the purge of the Oliver family.

Unexpectedly, he was still alive.

That was fortunate.

Old witch?

Could it be the gangster boss, Sabina?

...

Just as Suren was discerning this, the tavern suddenly fell silent again.

The restless music continued, but the clamor gradually disappeared.

Everyone's eyes were drawn again to the enchanting woman on the stairs.

Naturally, it was Madam Sabina.

This glamorous woman was wearing a very cool black gauze dress today. The semi-transparent light gauze slit skirt revealed a pair of beautiful legs, and the perfect curves of her hips were completely outlined.

The fabric of the dress was very high-end, like an alchemical product. More like strands of black smoke swirling around her snow-white body, which made one's blood boil, and it concealed her private parts just right.

This woman didn't hesitate to show off her exquisite figure in front of outsiders. She dared to wear and reveal, and wherever she went, she was bound to be the focus of men's attention.

She was charming, but just right, without making people feel debauched, yet full of allure.

Suren looked over. This woman was never short of men around her.

This time, she was accompanied by several well-dressed middle-aged gentlemen who appeared to be from the five major families in the camp.

The group walked down, followed by a professional with a mechanical prosthetic modification, none other than Toynbee, the Mechanical Tyrannosaurus of the Steam Party. This guy had chased Suren in the ruins last time and had one of his legs cut off. Now he had a new mechanical prosthetic, which had a very obvious color difference.

And next to him, a half-grown boy with tape over his mouth and a face full of anger was being led by an iron chain.

Looking closely, who else could it be but Tommy?

...

Suren raised his eyebrows and guessed that the people from the Steam Party had also discovered Tommy's special talent, so they kept him.

"Old witch? Tsk tsk... Tommy's mouth is still quite poisonous."

Suren was not surprised to see Tommy with his mouth sealed.

Although he was a bit embarrassed to be locked up, he was safe and sound.

The Steam Party guys didn't seem to want to kill him. Otherwise, offending the Blackboard Madam would have led to a cut tongue and gouged eyes long ago.

But then again, if they weren't enemies, Tommy joining the Steam Party would be a pretty good choice.

In the outer city, the Steam Party was one of the few organizations that could provide a large amount of mechanical and extraordinary knowledge.

When this group came down, the tavern was quiet for a moment.

Almost all the men's greedy eyes fell on Sabina, and Suren didn't act any differently. He felt that he shouldn't be discovered in the crowd, after all, there were people all around, and he only glanced through the cracks.

But unexpectedly, when Sabina and her group came down, Tommy, who was still struggling, seemed to suddenly discover something. When he scanned the crowd in the tavern, he suddenly looked over.

In that instant, Suren immediately realized that he had been discovered?

Fortunately, Tommy seemed to know that Suren was a wanted man. After a moment of surprise in his eyes, he immediately realized something and quickly restrained his gaze.

No one knew that even with the slightest fluctuation of interest, Sabina, who was walking in the front, seemed to sense something, and a hint of imperceptible strangeness flashed in her crystalline eyes.

...

Watching Sabina and her group leave the tavern, Suren didn't stay any longer and went out through the back door of the tavern.

In the back alley of the tavern, there were piles of empty wine bottles, and several couples were whispering intimately.

Suren pretended to be a customer coming out for some air and deliberately lingered at the back door for a moment.

Although he felt that even if Tommy recognized him, he wouldn't reveal it to others, he still felt a sense of unease in his heart.

It was like being locked on by some means in the dark.

But after careful perception, he didn't find any signs of being followed, and no special prompts appeared on the panel.

After observing for a while, he didn't find anything unusual.

Suren slipped into the alley, then deliberately circled around a few times and took some anti-tracking measures before returning to the street.

He didn't go back to the Rose Inn, but instead randomly found a cheap scavenger inn with a crowded and smelly atmosphere and booked a single room.

The soundproofing here was not good, and clear snores and conversations could be heard from the corridor and next door.

But it could cover up a lot of traces.

It was already midnight, and Suren planned to wait here until dawn before leaving the camp.

After eliminating all possibilities of being tracked, he felt that he was probably overthinking things.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

About half an hour passed.

Suddenly, Suren felt as if the surroundings had suddenly become quiet, and he vaguely heard an enchanting female voice whispering in his ear, as if casting some kind of spell.

After hearing this murmur in the dark, Suren, who was meditating, suddenly lost consciousness.

No other sounds could be heard outside the corridor, as if space was distorted and became unreal.

In the next instant, with a click, the door opened from the outside.

A red-haired woman walked in gracefully from the door.

She glanced at the room of the cheap inn, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she disliked the dirty environment very much.

The person who came was none other than Sabina, whom he had met at the tavern before.

At this moment, her charm was even stronger, but her aura was completely different. She was not a delicate little woman, but a succubus exuding a dangerous aura.

If anyone else was here, they would be shocked. This gangster boss, who was usually delicate, was actually casting a second-order mental spell!

She walked up to Suren, who was completely unaware, and a playful look appeared in her eyes. She said to herself, "Tsk tsk... let me see, what secrets do you have in your mind."

Sabina pinched a spell seal with both hands, and her delicate face suddenly became eerie, and her pupils turned scarlet.

She instantly gathered the spell seal and chanted softly, "Mind Alchemy..."

Without figuring this out, Suren didn't want to stay in the city any longer. Before the city's guards could react, he went directly to the city wall of the camp.

He originally planned to go out at dawn, but now it seemed that he couldn't stay in the camp.

He had already observed during the day that there was an early warning system here, but the guards were weak.

He deactivated his prosthetics, and the eight-armed spider spear climbed up the wall.

In an instant, the alarm sounded loudly.

However, now he was trying to escape and was not afraid of being discovered.

After climbing over the wall, he exchanged a few shots with the city wall guards and easily escaped.

With his current physical fitness, even a second-order professional would have a hard time catching him if he wanted to escape...