In fact, there were more than one such rat, Iron Axe looked at the captured person with a blank expression, "You are already the third person who jumped off the boat and escaped, and the escapees also said that you did not come from the west. Do you have any last words to say?"
The two people who were caught before, after cutting off two fingers with a dagger, immediately confessed their origin and purpose. Of course, their bodies have been thrown into the canal. Iron Axe has never been a soft-hearted person. His experience in the struggle in Iron Sand City told him that the best way to deal with this kind of temptation is to put the hand that stretched out over the boundary. One cut off. But to his surprise, the guy with his hands tied behind his back and kneeling on the ground looked very healthy and didn't look like he was sick.
Could it be the dead man sent by which force
"I'm not your enemy," the first words he said made Iron Axe slightly startled, "My name is Hill Fox, and Thassa knows my name!"
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Thassa hadn't left the dock area at this time. After being called by Iron Axe's subordinates, he glanced at Hill and pouted, "This person is Black Hammer's subordinate."
"Not yours?" Iron Axe asked.
"It has nothing to do with me at all, just a rat who just entered the business."
"You deceived Black Hammer and Skullfinger," Hill said suddenly, "You are not working for Tifeko, but for His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon in the West!"
"He knows too much." Thassa rubbed his neck with the iron axe. "The best place for this man is at the bottom of the canal."
He was still talking to himself: "I have heard all the propaganda of that mercenary, we can cooperate! I am willing to serve His Royal Highness Roland!"
"His Royal Highness does not need the allegiance of the mouse," Iron Axe drew out his sword.
"I'm not a rat, I'm... a free citizen of the royal city, I'm an enemy of Tifeko!" Hill said loudly.
"Wait," Thassa stopped Iron Axe and walked in front of him. The latter raised his head and looked at the guard without fear, as if something was burning in his eyes.
That's it... This is the answer that I never understood when I first saw him, Thassa thought. His eyes were full of hatred, and the hatred was so strong that even if he had deliberately concealed it at the time, it could not completely hide his anger.
"Tell me why you want to serve His Highness."
"I do live in Beicheng District, and I occasionally go to the underground trumpeter to drink, but I didn't lose all my property because of gambling, and my wife didn't run away with others..." Hill gritted his teeth, "She was killed by Timothy. of!"
The story isn't complicated, and Thassa quickly figured out the ins and outs.
He and his wife were originally members of the Dove and Top Hat Acrobatic Troupe, and they often performed in the inner city of the capital. The acrobatic troupe is not big, only seven people, but the atmosphere is very harmonious. As the only woman in the group, his wife was unanimously pursued by everyone. In the end, Hill won and won her heart. The days after marriage were very sweet, and it won't take long for the two to save up to buy a house in the inner city. But all this was destroyed by Tifeko's witch hunt. Under Langley's leadership, the patrols were like a pack of mad dogs to arrest suspects, and her wife was one of the unfortunate people who were mistakenly arrested.
Hill Fox originally thought that as long as he paid the ransom, his wife would be released, and he could go to see her in prison no matter how bad it was. The warden accepted the ransom, but did not release her, and did not even agree to his request to visit in the prison. Instead, he reassured that he would release her naturally after he was sure that his wife was not a witch after a while. In the end, he didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse. When he was notified to go to the prison to lead someone, he saw a corpse with scars.
Hill angrily asked Langley for an explanation, but in the end, the warden, cell chief and guard were only sentenced to ten lashes and a fine of twenty-five silver wolves, and he was compensated with three golden dragons. Such a sentence was completely unacceptable to Hill. He even found the top leader of the patrol, Sir Weimars, the Knight of Steel Heart, but this was still to no avail. The Jazz told him that Langley was a confidant of Timothy Wimbledon, and that the new patrolmen were also his minions. At the same time, it is His Majesty's will to hunt down witches. Even the Minister of Justice, Palo, will not say a word for him.
So Hill decided to take revenge on the new king, but he did not expect that this decision was approved by all the partners of the acrobatic troupe. However, a group of actors who have no fighting skills, wealth and subordinates want to seek revenge, which is almost an unattainable goal. All Hill can think of is to collect information on Tifeco and provide it to his enemies, such as Garcia, Queen of Clear Water. They have joined different black street organizations to lurk and collect any clues related to the new king.
It was also for this reason that he secretly monitored Thassa's movements. If Tifeko wanted to expel these refugees, he should try his best to stop them. However, before it was time to take action, the evil epidemic broke out, and Thassa also suspended the transport of escapees. To this day, Hill finds these people in action again. In order to find out, he simply pretended to be a refugee and mixed in with the crowd, only to find out that the person Thassa really worked for was Roland Wimbledon, the fourth prince of Graycastle.
There is no doubt that, as a member who is eligible to compete for the throne of Greycastle, he is also a great enemy of Tifeko.
Probably in Hill's eyes, as long as he can bring down the new king, he will not hesitate to serve the devil.
"The last question, did you not think about the possibility of being infected when you mixed in with the crowd to inquire about the news?" Thassa asked with interest, "I don't think a person with the goal of revenge would despise his own life like this. ."
"I have an antidote," Hirnu said. "It's in my underwear pocket. The acrobatic troupe bought it for me from the black market with most of his fortune."
Thassa reached out and touched it, and took out a transparent vial the size of his index finger, which seemed to be filled with a piece of blue liquid. He handed the bottle to Iron Axe, "The Holy Spirit Medicine of the Church... I think Your Highness should be interested in this thing."
"This person..." Iron Axe took the bottle and asked, "What do you think?"
"Well," Thassa touched his chin. If it was normal, when he didn't verify the authenticity of what he said, he would just choose the safest way to send him on the road. However, someone in the camp happened to be able to accurately judge whether he was lying. "I want to ask Miss Nightingale to verify it."
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In the evening, Thassa returned to the underground trumpeter.
Black Hammer's spirit is obviously not very good. The recent spread of the evil epidemic has brought the business of the tavern to a freezing point, and the infection of the silver ring and the clay pot has intensified his anxiety.
Hill sat opposite Thassa as if nothing had happened.
The guard smiled slightly, and threw a small bag of golden dragons in front of the black hammer, "Don't be so depressed, I want to tell you good news, there is another business coming."
Black Hammer counted the coins, and said weakly, "I don't accept any business. Now that the evil epidemic is rampant, who dares to hang out outside? The money earned is not enough for everyone to buy Holy Spirit medicine. You know. How expensive is a bottle of medicine on the black market now? At least twenty-five golden dragons!"
"It's such a coincidence," Thassa said with a smile, "the business I want to talk about happens to be buying medicine," he paused, "... a special medicine for the evil epidemic."(.)