Our Target

"A trap!?"

Instinctively, such a thought bloomed in Kieran's heart because the timing of the footsteps was too coincidental.

Promptly, Kieran tightened all his muscles and shrunk his body a little, like a jaguar ready to hunt its prey.

Just as he wanted to jump out, he stopped abruptly.

He heard someone disarming their sharp weapons, followed by a series of snores from someone deep asleep.

"What the…?" Kieran was stunned.

He carefully pushed open the secret door.

The snoring had gotten even clearer without the blocking, and he saw a three layer decker bed before him.

A dorm for soldiers!

Kieran inspected his surroundings with his head up, and after swiftly confirming the storage room was turned into a dorm, he sneaked in like a cat through the secret door.