After laughing, Roland went to find Hawke outside the city.
Hawke transformed into a huge, powerful monster like a gorilla. He sat on the stone steps, looking at the bulging muscles on his body with interest, and seemed quite happy.
Originally, Hawke specially made his game look like a bearded face, just to appear more domineering, but the current change is exactly what he wanted.
Link hasn't changed much. Although his body has grown a little, it doesn't affect his personal senses.
The beggars were a little surprised by Hawke's change, but they were not afraid.
The stronger their 'boss' is, the more protected and safe they are. They have had enough of being displaced, being bullied, and never having enough to eat. As long as they can protect them, they will have no problem with the leader turning into a dragon.
When Roland saw Hawke and looked at his overjoyed expression, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Your aesthetic sense is too unique."
"What do you know? This is what you call a man." Hawke posed like a bodybuilder. The muscles on his body were beating non-stop, like little mice running around under the skin. It looked extremely disgusting.
Roland made a disgusted expression, and then said: "Remove all your beggars, and let the matter of the missing girl's case go for now."
Hawke was stunned for a moment: "You just gave up?"
Roland shook his head: "How can it be possible? Let's just use the trick and let's hook the big fish with a long line for now."
Hawke smiled: "I understand."
After returning to the city from outside the city, Roland came to the Gray Sand Tavern.
There was still a lot of noise here, but as Roland entered, the noise became smaller and smaller, and finally almost stopped completely.
A mage master came to visit. They didn't dare to make any noise in the first place. Besides, Roland's reputation in Delbon City is not low now. Especially after the three of them 'surrounded and killed' the eldest son of the Edward family yesterday, almost the entire city's All the prominent figures recognized him.
He dared to kill even nobles, but he didn't think it was fun to kill a few civilians!
Roland was not used to the strong odor mixed with the sour smell of sweat, but he had to endure it.
He found a table and sat down. The bartender came over and asked cautiously and humbly: "Mr. Master, what do you want to drink?"
"Let's have a glass of the best fruit wine." Roland smiled gently: "By the way, I want to meet Gru."
"I understand." The bartender backed away, and when he turned around, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.
Soon a glass of fruit wine was served by the maid.
This is the best wine in their Gray Sand Tavern. It is not usually sold, at least not to civilians.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Gru, sweating profusely, walked in quickly from outside the tavern.
He stood in front of Roland and said rather embarrassedly: "Sorry, I had something to do outside just now. I rushed over as soon as I was notified."
"It's okay. It's better to say that it's my fault for interrupting your business." Roland nodded gently to apologize.
Gru was relieved to see that Roland was as easy to talk to as last time. He sat in front of Roland, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and then asked: "Your Excellency, is there anything you need me to do when you come here this time?"
The tavern was very quiet at this time. Although they didn't speak loudly and no one was looking at the two of them, Roland knew that the drinkers around him must be pricking their ears to hear what they were talking about.
Although people are generally afraid of power, they also like to dig into the corners of power. It doesn't matter if they eavesdrop on a little information.
After looking around, Roland asked, "Do you have a secret place here?"
"Yes!" Gru immediately stood up: "Sorry, this was my negligence."
He immediately stood up and led Roland the way.
The two then entered a small house.
Thick wooden doors and solid walls can indeed ensure the sound insulation capabilities of this small house.
The two sat down around a table again. Roland put the small sign he brought from Edward's house on the table and asked, "Do you recognize this coat of arms?"
Gru took the coat of arms, looked around, and said with embarrassment: "Sorry, I've never seen it before. No one among the nobles in Delbon City uses this graphic family coat of arms."
Not from Delbon City!
But it's not unexpected. The other party will definitely not show off his flaws so easily. This may be the other party's deliberate method to confuse his eyes.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know." Roland continued: "I have inquired about the past of your Hui Sand Gang, and you are relatively well-behaved..."
Hearing this, Gru was covered in cold sweat.
No one in Delbon City knows yet that these Golden Sons are all from the neutral and good camp. When they see someone committing a crime, they will step forward to stop them and use physical means to promote justice.
Not to mention the big event two months ago, in the past two months alone, a golden son named Beta has broken the hands of countless thieves and kicked many villains who bullied men and women.
There were two Golden Sons looking for a way to survive for the beggars outside the city. Some small gangs who relied on 'sucking' flesh and blood had lost their financial resources. They wanted to go over and talk to each other, but they didn't want to do anything. In the end, they were hammered by the two men and they couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west. .
The Roland in front of me is the most low-key and the most mysterious.
An orthodox spellcaster and currently the vice-president of the Magic Tower.
He is investigating the disappearance of a girl.
Although the nobles on the surface had a negative attitude towards Roland's actions, they thought he was doing useless work or that he was showing off.
But Gru knew very well that those nobles were afraid that if Roland found something out of the investigation, he would be blamed.
Even the surface of excitement and disdain could not hide the fear in his heart.
So now Roland's half-sentence frightened Gru to death.
"Although the methods are somewhat inappropriate, in the end, you are still more disciplined." Seeing Gru's pale face, Roland smiled and said, "So I have something to ask you for help with."
"Please tell me." Gru let out a long sigh of relief.
"I need you to help me find out the names and ages of all the girls who have disappeared near that grove in the past few years. It's best to find out the approximate time when they were killed."
Gru nodded heavily: "I will definitely do it."
In fact, it was difficult, but Gru didn't dare to refuse. He was afraid that if he refused, the Hui Sand Gang would become an 'evil' place in Roland's eyes.
Roland also breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first time he had threatened someone in such a pretentious manner. It was a good thing if he succeeded. He then thought about it and said, "I don't have much money or property..."
"No need, it is our Huisha Gang's honor to serve you."
"Listen to me." Roland continued: "We, the Sons of Gold, pay attention to equal exchange. You and your boss can choose a few children who look smarter and send them to the Magic Tower, and I will choose one or two more from them. Keep the talented seedlings and let them become magic apprentices!"
Gru pressed his hands heavily on the table, stood up suddenly and looked at Roland in disbelief: "Really?"