Cursed Immortality

A couple of miles away from Decker's hideout in Rainy Mountain Ranges.

It was already dawn, and the sky was turning bright, but dark clouds were also gathering over the mountain range.

Inside a large cave,

Two colossal figures were sitting around a bonfire while a large, unknown animal was currently skewered on top of the fire.

These figures were at least 2.7 meters tall, even while sitting. One could only imagine their heights when they were standing.

"Brother Aaron, we've been searching for weeks in this vast mountain range, but we still didn't find any trace of that thievish goblin. Do you think that Bronze-Goblin is tricking us and wasting our time for the reward?" the person with a husky voice spoke with uncertainty.

In reply, Aaron said in his heavy voice, "I don't think so, goblins race knows what happened to the Imp-Goblin tribe after their tribesman dared to double-cross us, so I don't think they would dare to try anything funny anymore despite their greedy and shrewd nature.

"As for this bronze goblin, I have already investigated him before following him here. He held some deep grudge against the Imp-Goblin tribe, so he didn't have any reason to court death, and he had some ability in tracking, so he's our best choice right now. At least it's far better than searching in the dark. Just keep your patient, Brother Montel."

Montel sighed and said with a hint of hate in his husky voice, "It's not like I'm impatient, but I can't forget how that little thief made a fool of our race and stole something we work so hard to find, and our brethren sacrifice their lives to get. He even poisoned fifteen men to death, including my little brother. I would never rest until I skin that bastard alive!"

"I know how you feel, but you can't let your judgment be clouded by hate, or that bastard might escape…"

Before Aaron could complete his sentence, he came to an abrupt stop as he coldly turned toward the entrance of the cave.

These were not worried about any ambush since there weren't any creatures in this mountain range that could pose any threat to them.

Montel also sensed something as he also narrowed his green eyes toward the entrance.

At this moment, a cloaked figure of 1.4 meters in height could be seen running toward those two giants.

Aaron sternly said at this moment, "You better have a good reason to disturb our meal, little ant!

The cloaked person completely ignored those pairs of icy eyes and hastily said, "Milords, I think I found the hideout of that thievish imp!"

Montel's large green eyes suddenly shimmered in a sharp glint as he blurted, "Where?!"

"Last morning, when I was scouting two miles in the east, I saw smoke rising from the far northeast, but it only remained for ten minutes, and before I could pinpoint the exact position, the smoke vanished because of the humidity here. All traces were gone." The cloaked person replied truthfully.

Aaron cussed. "Are you certain this was the little bastard? It could be a hunter, and I don't think that astute little shit will make this kind of rookie mistake."

"I also thought about it, but then there were a few hunters who wanted to come into these deep parts of the rainy mountain ranges where toxic beasts reside. Furthermore, just last night, when I was investigating the suspicious area, a strange smell suddenly appeared.

"After following that scent, I found its source, and it was coming from an underground hole! But I didn't dare to investigate the area around that hole. I was worried about traps or being found out, so I left a mark over there and came straight here to report.

"I think it's that imp bastard, and he might be doing some sort of experiment, but he never would've thought we were already here on his tail and overlooked this small detail, making a huge mistake on his own!" the cloaked person's voice was filled with coldness and ecstasy.

A burst of booming, sharp laughter rang inside the cave at this moment. Montel laughed like a fiend as if Decker's neck was already in his hand.

He blurted, "Led the way. Let me see where that bastard can run this time!"

However, Aaron shook his big head and said calmly, "We should wait for the rain before moving toward that hideout. It still isn't confirmed if this hideout is that little bastard or not. We don't want to startle some old monster who's living here and doing his research."

The cloaked person nodded in agreement, "Yes, we can hide our footsteps in the rain, and if there's some senior living there, we can pretend we lost our way and accidentally stumbled upon that area. Besides, I don't think anyone would dare to offend two lords, but it is still better to be assured."

Montel's excited expression was also sour, hearing this, and fell silent. He can't retort to those two since they were talking about reasons.

He said, "Fine. I'll let that bastard keep his insignificant life for some time more!" He finally settled down.

Aaron nodded in satisfaction and looked toward the cloaked person. "You go there and keep a watch from afar. If there's any movement, don't engage. Observe. The moment the rain starts, come and get us as well. There's not any gap for failure this time, or you can also forget about your life."

The cloaked person trembled slightly hearing that cold voice and quickly said before leaving, "I-I understand. Please rest assured I'll do this task carefully!"

Aaron watched the cloaked person leave the cave and said to Montel, "I told you to be patient and see. We have already received the good news. I hope it was that bastard, not some old eccentric."

Montel scoffed coldly and said, "Heh, don't worry. Even if it were an old eccentric, he would not dare to offend our Mountain Giant Race!"