Thassa walked into a tavern, and the sultry and humid smell was mixed with the aroma of wine.
Under the dim light, the men stripped off their shirts, revealing their sweaty backs, sitting at the central wine table, pouring glasses of inferior beer into their mouths, and chatting and laughing loudly with their companions. The scantily clad maids interspersed between the wine tables, filling the glasses with the guests.
He looked around a little and found his target - a small man sitting in an inconspicuous place in the corner, with a withered briar in front of his desk.
Thassa went to the bar and asked for a beer first. Slowly taste the bitter taste, while looking around to see if anyone is secretly stalking the little man. He was very satisfied with the result. Although people occasionally turned their eyes to the corner, most of them were unintentional. Only one person sitting at the central table would observe the movement in the corner under the cover of the wine glass.
One person connects, one person takes care of it, the usual behavior of the black street rats, which is consistent with Thassa's cognition.
"Another one," he called to the sommelier. "Iced."
"Sir, double the price of cold beer," the sommelier reminded.
Thassa threw a silver wolf, "The more ice, the better."
Holding the wine glass with the white mist rising, he walked over to the little man and poured the beer on the briar beside the table. The cold wine flowed along the shrunken petals, and the other party raised his head with an impatient face, "Don't drink good wine, pour it on the table, why are you crazy?"
"Respect Rose," Thassa smiled and sat down opposite him, "I've been looking for you for a long time."
"That only proves that you didn't look in the right direction," he said angrily. "Since it's a customer... let's talk, what's the matter with me? Asking for clues, stealing things, redeeming lost things, or selling stolen goods?"
"Neither, I hope you can help me spread a rumor."
"This is not within Qiangwei's business scope." He shook his head.
"No no no, as long as the golden dragon can pay, you will all be interested," Thassa shook his finger. "I am not a layman, lad. Sometimes, in order to attract prey, you need to create some artificial bait, and rumors are The best bait, no evidence, no way to catch. It's much safer than stealing."
"It sounds reasonable," the other party sat upright and showed a smile, "Have you entrusted Qiangwei before?"
"I have entrusted your colleagues, from small places. The names are not as elegant as yours, and there are not many things you can do."
"If the business scope is too small, it will be difficult to find a suitable business. Silver Light City, the competition is really fierce." He picked up the wild rose and tossed it, then put it in his pocket, "Tell me, what do you need to spread Such a rumor?"
"The news about witches," Thassa smiled. "An organization called the Mutual Aid Society found the Holy Mountain in the Western Region, and has escaped the suffering of the demons and gained eternal peace."
"Dude, this news is really enough..." The little man smacked his lips, "It's really old-fashioned. Although I rarely instigate customers how to deceive people, you should at least make up your rumors a little more credible. Let me guess, if you're not trying to kidnap witches, then you're trying to kill the church. For the latter, you'll just wait until a bunch of judges send you to the gallows, so I think it's the former..." He showed a wretched smile , "Unfortunately, as far as I know, most of the people who wanted to capture witches and sell them for money died. Although they all carried the Stone of God's Punishment, those women are not idiots."
"Why can't it be trusted?" Thassa asked curiously.
"An organization formed by witches is like the moon in the night sky. If it is true, the church will surely swarm. If I am a witch, naturally I will not gather in that kind of place. If it is false, then I There is no need to go. As for getting rid of the demon, man, are you serious? Witches are the incarnation of the devil, and I'm afraid they will sneer at such a big lie."
"Then spread the word according to this," Thassa said indifferently.
"The customer has the final say," the little man shrugged. "I warned you anyway. It costs twenty gold dragons."
"One time to clear?"
"That's right, Qiangwei doesn't take the deposit nor the final payment." He spread his hands and said, "The sale is entirely voluntary."
Thassa sighed, took out a leather bag from his pocket, poured nineteen golden dragons on the table, grabbed a handful of silver wolves the size of a fingernail from his pocket, picked out a hundred, and pushed them to the little man. The latter only identified the authenticity of the next golden dragon, and swept them all into the cloth bag.
After getting the money, the little man's expression became much more relaxed, "There are very few things that Qiangwei can't do. Didn't I tell you before, the competition in Yinguang City is really fierce. If there is something that deceives customers, we will Reputation will also go down. If you're not in a hurry to get back to the West and wait for the bait, you can stay here for a few more days, and it won't be long before you hear the news spread all over the place."
"Will it also reach the ears of witches?"
"Of course, but whether they want to go or not is another matter. In short, I wish you success. If you catch one and sell it to the church, you can make a return, and if you sell it to the nobles, you can make more money. Of course, if you can't find a way out. I am afraid of being discovered by the church, so you can come to us at that time, and we only charge 10% of the referral fee.”
The little man snapped his fingers and left with a cloth bag. After a while, the big man in charge of taking care of him also got up and left. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Thassa drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, burped, and walked out of the tavern.
In this way, the task assigned by His Royal Highness Roland has been completed, he thought. He went all over the Falling Dragon Ridge, Chishui City, and Silver Light City, found the local black street rats, and spread the news—in every city, there were groups in the dark corners, even with the tacit approval of the lords, They will form an orderly and hidden organization, even the King of Greycastle is no exception. What they can do is far more than what Kai said, and the extent to which they can do it depends mainly on the number of customers.
The only difficulty in this matter is getting on the line with the mouse. I have to say that as a foreigner, it is still quite difficult to gain the trust of the other party. The arrogance alone cost him no less than five golden dragons. Thassa sighed in his heart that if he hadn't had a similar experience when he was in the capital, I'm afraid he hasn't walked out of the Falling Dragon Ridge yet.
On the way back to the hotel, he noticed a strange atmosphere.
I was being followed.
Although the other party was very secretive, as a professional guard, Thassa was still aware of the other party's existence. He took out the dagger from his waist and turned into a side alley.
Is it a rose? When paying the money, he deliberately turned the purse to the bottom, and only poured out nineteen golden dragons, just to avoid being coveted by others. Generally speaking, hundreds of silver wolves will not let them do such things as robbing customers.
He leaned his back against the wall and counted the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. When the other party was about to pass the alley, he rushed out violently, and the dagger touched the other party's neck in an instant.
"Don't move!" Thassa shouted in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared.
It's a witch! He realized that just as he was about to shout, he was hit hard on the back of the neck. He suddenly felt a whirlwind and fell to the ground weakly.
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