The Pig's Head Bar, like a basement hidden under a house, was stuffy, humid, and smelled of musty, making people's noses feel uncomfortable and want to sneeze. Naturally, this bar sells no more atmosphere and environment, and although it is called a bar, there is no alcohol on the wooden table, which is very strange.

Raphael pulled the hood hanging from his head, this is not an ordinary bar, this bar does not sell alcohol, but intelligence, it is black goods. There are such facilities in big cities, and there is a black market in Perkin Harbor hidden under this bar, but this is not an ordinary black market outside, but a special market that only high-end consumers can enter, and the bottom price of everything sold in it is more than 100,000 gold soles, bartering is allowed, and many people like to look for this special black market at the beginning, because they can buy many precious things in this kind of place!

Raphael remembers that there was a lucky dog day who got a red dragon egg in this special black market!

"Hey, boy. This is not a place to drink milk, so let's go. A bartender dressed as a waiter walked up and said very unceremoniously, Raphael's eyes swept away, judging from his posture, he should be a third-order wanderer, almost forgetting that this bar seems to be a den of thieves.

Continuing to walk forward without care, the bartender frowned slightly, always encountering such ignorant people, "What a trouble! It is not yet possible to kill these people. This guy thought to himself, stretched out his hand, touched Raphael's shoulder, and wanted to drag him away directly, in his opinion, this is probably which curious boy brother has a curious mentality, as an adventure.

However, when he touched the cloak, he felt his hand cold, it was like touching the cold ice of a glacier, does a person have such a low body temperature? When this guy was stunned, his whole hand had been wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and as soon as Raphael left, his hand immediately fell to his waist.

"P.S. ...... Enchanted equipment. Because of the cold stimulation, his teeth chattered a little. Apparently he did not think of Raphael as a magician, but instead attributed his magic to the cloak on Raphael's body. Raphael under the cloak smiled and did not speak, super magic technique: hidden, suppressing the fluctuation of magic to an extremely low amplitude, making it more difficult for people to detect.

The noise here naturally attracted more attention, and everyone turned their eyes to the squire, and then to Raphael.

"Hello, Mr. Magician. Welcome, Hog's Head Bar. This is proof of your identity. The barist, who was standing behind the bar, got up, picked up a tray, respectfully approached Raphael, and opened the cover that covered it, and inside it was a pitch-black wooden board with the number twenty-one engraved on it, and Raphael knew that this was his code nameplate.

Pig's Head Bar, don't care who you are and what identity you have. As long as you have strength and money, you will be able to enter it, and your strength can be exchanged for points for you, which can replace the Kinsor you bought things. Of course, you can also use Kinsol directly to buy what you need. And it's a chain, and you'll find it in a lot of big cities.

Raphael remembered that behind this bar stood as if he were a demon lord of the bottomless abyss!

However, this has nothing to do with Raphael, and he doesn't want to join this organization, regardless of the identity of the master behind him.

"Thank you." Raphael picked up the number plate on the tray and put it in his pocket. Then he walked into the depths of the bar, where information was sold. The barkeeper glanced at the attendant, "Go and deal with it later." With a faint remark, he returned to the back of the bar again. It was as if it wasn't his men who had just been injured.

"Yes, sir." The attendant nodded, holding his heavy arm, and walked into a room behind the bar.

……

Raphael sat down on a somewhat dimly lit bar bench, and the bartender hurriedly offered a drink, but Raphael didn't touch it, put his hand on the bar, and sat quietly.

"Hello, Mr. Magician. It's a wonderful magic show. Is there anything I can do to help? A masked man approached and sat down on a bench beside Raphael.

"Price." Raphael whispered that business here was 'protected'. It's just that this kind of protection is for smart people, although demons don't think about how to use their IQ to trick people every day like the devil, but this doesn't mean that they are stupid, at most you can only say that those low-level demons are not as good as low-level devils, and the high-level ones are all the same, they are all a bunch of scheming!

"One hundred gold soles." The masked man was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this guy to be so knowledgeable.

"Accuracy." One hundred gold soles is a relatively cheap kind, and the truth of this kind of news is almost half true and false, or there are more false information.

"It's up to you." The man didn't think much about it, and said it directly.

"Yes, it's a pleasure to work with." Raphael nodded.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

"Does the Heslett family know? I need relevant information. ”

"Heslet? You said the Viscount family that was raided a few days ago? On the surface, they were reselling contraband, giving people a handle and raiding their homes. But as a matter of fact, this lame reason may not even be believed by the civilians of Perkin Harbor. Hehe~" The man paused slightly.

Raphael tapped his index finger on the table, indicating that the news was barely a hundred gold soles, but there was an extra hole in the table, and a faint smell of burning came from it, which was a warning to the guy that he would not mind roasting him if he fooled him with such news again.

"Yes, sir. You're really asking the right people about the Heslett family, we were in contact with them at the beginning, and they did sell contraband in private, but this family started as merchants, so naturally it is impossible not to touch this thing. Not to mention, which nobleman in Perkin Harbor can really get away with these things? Those who can get out of the relationship must be those guys who can't get on the stage. The man paused slightly, but this time he didn't wait, and continued with a slight change of breath.

"In fact, the real reason is not in the contraband, the real reason is in the youngest daughter of the Heslett family! Viscount Heslet wants to be attached to Count Quinnier, Count Quinnir is different from Viscount Heslet, an orthodox nobleman, born as an orthodox earl heir, and a nobleman of the city lord's faction! Viscount Heslett naturally wanted to convince Count Quinnier to become a vassal. ”

"This would have been a very normal thing, but the bad thing is that the Count of Quinnier has a special fetish, pedophilia! I heard that this little daughter of Viscount Heslett has grown up very smart, and Viscount Heslet's baby is amazing. The Count of Quinnir made a request to give his youngest daughter to Viscount Heslett if he wanted to get rid of the title of commoner nobleman. ”

Of course, Viscount Heslett could not agree to this request, and the deal naturally fell apart. Of course, Count Quinnir can't let Viscount Heslett go so easily, the last thing that this kind of nobleman with blood likes is to be rejected by the commoners, Mr. Magician, you also know that merchants are looked down upon by them when they become nobles, so Count Quinnir made some evidence and handles to let Viscount Heslet's family be copied, after all, one is an orthodox nobleman and the other is a commoner nobleman, and naturally no one wants to come forward to do this kind of thing. Family members die and sell. Therefore, the nobles' trip to the water is really not so easy to touch! The man said with some embarrassment, as if he felt a little sad for the destruction of Viscount Heslet's entire family.

"Do you know anything about Count Quinnier?" Raphael had come with the attitude of giving it a try, Josephine Heslet, a magician with a magic heart. Of course, it seems that her Ten Thousand Magic Heart has not yet been opened, this Ten Thousand Magic Heart is a very powerful natural ability, and it is said that as long as a magician has a Ten Thousand Magic Heart, then he can release more than 10,000 magic in an instant!

This picture will make people feel very gorgeous when you think about it, 10,000 magic will be smashed into your face, and all you can do is to kneel on the ground and pray for a happy life in the next life! However, this talent can be plundered, of course, it is not that whoever kills her will be able to directly get the Ten Thousand Magic Hearts, but that the Ten Thousand Magic Magic Hearts will be randomly assigned to any magician in the world again!

That's why Josephine Heslett is listed as a recruitable follower, yes, this guy is raised to be an absolute violent output, but you have to face a bunch of snooping eyes and restless hearts at any time, everyone thinks they have the aura of the protagonist, and everyone thinks that this talent can be transplanted to themselves.

Of course, there is no lack of some of the imbalance mentality of the player who gets this kind of super-best follower, why is this kid's shit luck so good? No, you can't let him be so embarrassed!

As a result, you may have to raise this one follower at the cost of being hostile to many players! However, now, no one knows that there is such a treasure buried deep in Perkin Harbor, so if you don't dig it now, will you wait until everyone knows about it to dig it later? That's why Raphael chose to skip the time waiting for Josephine Heslett to grow up and go straight to Perkin Harbour.

Now it seems that the time I came here is quite good, and the most talked about story in the mouth of the bard such as the hero saving the beauty, since I have been touched by myself, I can't let go of such an opportunity!

You don't see, after the hero saves the beauty, the beauty is grateful, saying that she is the princess of such and such a country, and she is seeking someone who is destined to pull out the dragon slayer sword and save her kingdom. She felt that the hero had a king's spirit, and he must be the destined savior, and then promised to kill the bad guys, kill the evil dragon, and walk to the pinnacle of life?

"Count Quinil? If you want to deal with him, I think you should save it, this is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and everyone in Perkin Harbor knows that this guy is full of evil, but I haven't seen anyone who can make him suffer. Because he's not just a member of the City Lord's faction! There is gossip that he is still a fanatic believer in the god of thieves, so no one wants to conflict with him. The man frowned slightly, and lowered his already low voice, he felt that his business was a bit troublesome, and they were such intelligence sellers, but they didn't want to get involved in anything related to the gods, because it was easy to trap themselves in.

"Alright then, last question, do you know where he lives?" Raphael took out a ticket in the amount of one thousand gold soles from his pocket and pressed it under the water glass.

"Alright, alright." The man took out a map, circled it with his finger, and rolled it up and handed it to Raphael.

Raphael took the map, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked towards the door of the pig's head bar, pushing open the door, breathing in the fresh air outside, the humidity and stuffiness swept away, as if a door blocked two worlds.

Raphael is in a good mood and can know his goal, so he will not waste his way to come in vain, and it is only annoying that the bamboo basket is empty.

Walking before, I opened the spiritual net, and found that there were a few more little mice behind me, this kind of intelligence businessman's mouth is not reliable, as long as there is money, there is no information that cannot be sold, and reputation is valuable in their hearts! According to the jargon, 'as long as the price is over, even the color of his old mother's underwear can tell you.'" ’

Not to mention this kind of protected intelligence merchant, the matter of selling information can be evaluated by perfection!

Raphael didn't mind letting the little mice behind him find their way home, so he scanned his surroundings and walked quickly into the alleys.

"Head, he seems to have spotted us!" One of the skinny men saw Raphael scurrying into the alley, and said with some excitement that they liked to kill a magician. Especially in this kind of big city, these magicians will always have some scruples in casting spells, although the magicians are noble, if they use high-level magic in residential areas, they will also be hunted down by the city defense army! If you don't have any special status, you still have to be killed if the situation is serious.

Not to mention, in their opinion, such a young magician knows what high-level magic to use? Maybe when you see them pull out a knife, you'll be scared to pee your pants!

Perhaps this young magician is indeed invaluable in front of people, and everyone stutters, but in the eyes of these people, it looks no different from a moving money bag! And just now, this kid's shot was very generous, and he directly took out a money ticket worth one thousand gold soles at once, which proves that there must be more gold soles on his body.

This kind of rich rookie is their favorite dish, as for the magician? It's not like they haven't killed!

(Thank you for the 5,500 starting coins reward from the book friends!) ）