The huntress of the black market is actually a follower of the righteous god [Lord of War God]. In the past year, she has successfully completed every commission of Jenkins.
But for this "kidnapping" commission, the female hunter refused at first. She said that she was doing legitimate business and would not engage in illegal activities such as kidnapping. After Jenkins revealed himself as a regular customer, Huntress immediately figured out who he was:
"A believer in lies."
She squinted her eyes on the sofa. This was still the dark room above the black market. Only the candle standing on the tea table in the center of the sofa group could provide dim light.
"It's me. I remember you said before that if I pay a high enough price, you would even dare to bring someone into the Orthodox Church. Why is it now a legitimate business again?"
He sat on the soft sofa and laughed.
"It was different then, don't you know how many dangerous people Nolan has gathered now? Not to mention how many people the Orthodox Church has mobilized and stationed in the city... But if you are willing to tell me, what are you doing recently? , in two hours, I can bring the person you want, and I promise not to disturb anyone. I don’t need too many details, it’s probably enough, this is very valuable information. After all, I have no way to verify the authenticity of this information."
"Okay, that's no problem."
Jenkins unexpectedly agreed, and said it honestly:
"Recently, we have been inquiring into the secrets of the Three Kings' meeting, and at the same time, investigating the church's arrangements for the joint meeting. At the same time, we have also persuaded some false gods to support us. How about it? Are you interested in supporting us? Can I give You made a very good price."
He asked the huntress of [Church of War and Victory].
The woman smiled and did not answer, but stood up:
"You two are waiting for me here for two hours, and I will be back soon."
After speaking, he left.
Miss Magic, who was sitting next to Jenkins, listened to the voice, and asked when the footsteps were really far away:
"Just told her like this, do you think she will take what you said as a lie?"
"No, the Orthodox Church already knew these things. After all, there are many Orthodox believers in the Lie Sect."
If this so-called sect really exists, then Jenkins and Fenny, who are full members, are indeed followers of sages.
"The Orthodox Church sent spies to infiltrate you? The Orthodox Church actually wants to deceive a group of liars?"
The woman raised her eyebrows, but she actually thought of the person in front of her, most likely the young disciple of the sage. But thinking about it from this point of view is too scary. I dare not think about who the so-called "liar" is and who is really deceived.
"Yes, there are spies among us."
This time it was Miss Stillwell, and Miss Magic nodded worriedly, reconfirming her guess.
They didn't have to wait long, in fact the huntress came back in less than an hour. It was impossible for her to bring an ordinary person to her trading place in the black market, so she led Jenkins and Miss Magic to the small room behind the bar at the entrance of the black market, where the knocked out Mr. Joyce was lying in a small bed in the corner , Jenkins noticed a slightly bleeding bump on his head.
"Is it this person?"
asked the huntress, leaning against the door frame.
"How do I know, I haven't seen him before."
said Jenkins, but took out his wallet anyway:
"But I believe you, this is not the first time we have cooperated."
As he said that, he handed over the agreed upon money. He now has enough wallets, and he is no longer a young writer who was in a tight financial situation when he first came to this world.
"There is no need for money, the information you gave is very valuable, and there is no need to pay for this entrustment."
The huntress waved her hand and refused, and then left without looking back, not caring at all why the two of them were looking for this man.
Jenkins held the wallet and watched the huntress go away, and then said to Miss Magic beside him:
"I bet that although she will report the information I said to her superiors, she actually doesn't believe what I said at all. The really valuable information I provided this time should be 'a believer in lies wants to find an ordinary person' .Look, if we don't settle this matter before dark, then the Orthodox Church, who has been chasing it all the way, will also find out about this matter."
"So you still lied to that woman?"
Miss Magic smiled.
"How can it be said to be a lie? This is the information she got from me, and I didn't tell a lie, and I didn't get any benefits from her. Although I am considered a believer in lies, don't Think I'm just a liar."
He defended himself, stroking the yawning cat on his shoulder, before walking up to the sleeping man:
"Then let us see what it is all about."
What is certain is that Mr. Joyce is a truly ordinary man, but he is not ignorant of the mysteries. When he woke up from his coma, realized what had happened, and saw two strangers standing in front of him, his first reaction was to bite the poison sac in his mouth—a very classical means of suicide.
It's a pity that the huntress did everything, and he didn't find anything in his mouth that could be bitten apart except the tongue and the mouth.
"I advise you not to commit suicide."
Jenkins stood aside and said:
"If you commit suicide, I will use psychic rituals to pull back your soul, light it with demon fire, and ask you what you know. I will also put your soul into the wick of an oil lamp, and I will stuff the oil lamp into the ancient The tomb, let you suffer the burning pain of your soul in the tomb for a long time in the future, and then... "
The man was already trembling, but his mouth was still tightly shut. Only by knowing the mystery can one experience the horror. Joyce couldn't tell whether Jenkins could do what he said, but as a person living in the age of ignorance, he didn't dare to bet that Jenkins was scaring him.
But the loyalty he had cultivated for a long time to Queen Isabella still allowed him to barely overcome the fear in his heart. Although his expression was almost unstoppable, he still acted very bravely.
Seeing him like this, Jenkins stopped talking and asked Miss Magic to step back.
"Aura of Fear..."
The aura that only Jenkins and the cat could see burst out centered on him, and then he suddenly raised his head to look at the man huddled in the corner:
"Don't be afraid, look, do I look like a demon?"
Then he learned what he wanted to know.