More than a hundred Rondoniers were lying in ambush inside the skyscraper near the hotel, waiting for Adrian to reveal himself. They all thought that their cover was flawless and that nobody could possibly detect their presence. Gunther squinted at the hotel, ready to make a huge name for himself and become the hero who took out Novemton's legate.

Due to their arrogance, none of them realized they had been spotted a long time ago.

Adrian walked out of the hotel's main entrance and stood on the streets. The Rondoniers were surprised when they saw this.

"I've spotted Draco. He's just exited the hotel. I repeat. He's out of the hotel."

"I see him too. He's outside. Wolfclaw, do we have permission to shoot?"

"Here comes our prize!"

"Hahaha!"

The Rondoniers were so excited they trembled. They thought they were about to become world-class heroes by eliminating War Legate Draco. If that happened, their names would go down in history.

Gunther was extremely excited as he aimed his rif