117 Plan

"There!" Rowen pointed towards the distance and said, "That's where she lives."

After journeying deep into the slums, we eventually arrived in front of a run-down wooden house.

All the azure threads were leading to that house.

As I surveyed the area with curiosity, I noticed that there were very few houses or tents nearby.

This was not by chance.

The area was situated close to the woods, which served as a habitat for ferocious wild mana beasts. Naturally, not many would be willing to live here.

"Okay," I nodded. "Hide those grenades under your shirt, in your pockets, in your underwear, or wherever you can. When I signal you, take them out, throw them at that woman, and run out of the house at the first chance you'll get. I'll take over from there."

"U-Understood…" the boy nodded back with apprehension.

"Don't worry," seeing him concerned for his own safety, I placed a hand on his shoulder. "These grenades don't explode."