Not long after the seaman sat still, a drunken man walked in, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, covered in an unpleasant smell of alcohol, and his whole body staggered, making people fear that he might fall down at any moment.

"Drunk, don't come in and disturb my business." The hotel owner couldn't help but frown when he looked at this man. If it's okay to drink in his hotel, at least it's the customer, and you need to take care of it a little. But he doesn't have a good temper with this kind of outsider. If you get drunk in your own hotel, you're in trouble!

"Bang bang", five silver soles fell on the table, and the hotel owner immediately closed his mouth. "Pay for that table." The drunk pointed to the seafarers in the corner, where the light was dim and usually used by guys who wanted to talk about things. The owner of the hotel was also very knowledgeable and didn't say much.

"Eagles?" When the drunk man came to the table, his eyes immediately sharpened, if you ignore the smell of alcohol on his body, he is an assassin with excellent skills, and this technique of hiding the breath on his body is not bad!

"Raven." The seafarer said in a low voice.

They nodded to each other and sat down opposite each other. The owner of the hotel delivered the meal and left.

"Why didn't you come to talk to us yesterday?" There was a little unhappiness in the raven's voice.

"Remember, I'm your boss now. Put away that little pride in you, it doesn't mean anything in front of me. Otherwise, I'll be able to cut off my cooperation with you, remember! You are not irreplaceable! At most, it's just a price for me! The seaman squinted his eyes slightly and replied, he doesn't need soldiers who don't obey orders, it's a principle!

"Yes, sir." Raven immediately lowered his head, he couldn't let his emotions affect the whole team and Dybala Ottore's plans.

"I need you to explore these places." The seafarer took out a roll of parchment from his bosom, slowly spread it out, and pointed to several of them. The seaman was Raphael, of course, and the little fox was basking in the sun on the ship.

The places Raphael pointed out were some of the places that he had been able to do after integrating the information, "Is this information reliable?" Dark Crow looked at this perfect strategic map, and couldn't help but look up to the guy in front of him a few points, and even accidentally said what was in his heart.

"Don't question your boss, that's basic." Rafael was a little bored with the guy in front of him, and he didn't know how Dybala Ottore took that guy. He didn't even bother to say what he had planned, "Bring things back and you'll figure out how to do it yourself." I just need to know the outcome. ”

"This ......" This guy knew that his questioning three times and twice annoyed the 'boss' in front of him.

Anyway, these guys are not his own subordinates, and Raphael doesn't bother to care if they are alive or not. Even if Dybala Ottore is held accountable, then it is their own lack of skill, who is to blame?

"Yes." The guy could only nod his head, take the drawing into his arms, and staggered away again.

Raphael didn't care about this guy's departure, tasting the food in front of him, in terms of cooking skills, there was still a lot of heat behind, and the beef was a little old. However, since lunch had already been eaten, Raphael pushed the plate to the side after a few bites.

"Boss, boss." Raphael shouted in a loud voice, startling the hotelier, who was wandering there with his hands on his hand, and his face hit the table with a crashing sound.

Rubbing the place of impact, the hotel owner hurriedly walked over from behind the counter, "Yes guest, do you need anything?" The hotel owner rubbed his hands together and said with a flattering expression.

"Boss, this plate of beef of yours is a little old." As he spoke, Raphael took out a roll of parchment and a letter from his bosom again. Raphael's fingers lifted and made a few slight strokes on the table. The flattering expression on the face of the hotel owner disappeared immediately when he saw this mark, and solemnly put the parchment and envelope on the table into his arms, and said loudly, "I'm so sorry, guest." Why don't I give you a new one? ”

"Forget it. Pay attention next time, I wanted to tip you a little, but now I'm not in the mood. Raphael got up and left after doing this, this hotel is the property of the Church of the Three Gods, but few people know about it, Raphael is the first person among outsiders to know about this place. There are so many things in a place like a hotel, and no one will think that this will be the property of the Church of the Three Gods!

"I'm so sorry, guest. Please walk slowly. The owner of the hotel said very respectfully, sending Raphael all the way out of the hotel. Then go to the counter, open one of the drawers on the lowest level, put the parchment and letters in it, and close the drawer. The planks inside opened to the sides, and the parchment and letters disappeared into the darkness.

After doing this, Raphael walked out of the tavern and found that it took less time than he had imagined. But also, without the verbosity with the crows, it does save a lot of time. So they moved towards where Fitztierer was.

……

"Boss, I've got the information." The previous drunkard had shed his attire and replaced himself with a short black robe that reached just below the hips and had a high neckline. This is not only convenient to move, but also has some special abilities on the robe, agility improvement, hidden promotion, this is the mystery in the robe, because there are two Warcraft crystal nuclei in it!

"Well, what did that magician say?" The leader wrapped his face under an iron mask, and his voice was so majestic that it was impressing.

"He didn't say much, just gave me this roll of parchment and told us to explore the places on it." This guy really doesn't make drafts at all when he tells lies, it's just a matter of making it up.

But the leader was so easy to fool, and snorted coldly, "I think it's your mouth that makes people reluctant to talk to you." The leader's words didn't change the man's expression, "No, it's because the magician is afraid that too much communication between us will be discovered. ”

"Don't use this little trick in front of me, don't forget, I taught you these things." The leader smiled disdainfully, "Sending you there this time is a test. I didn't expect you to bring me such an ugly answer sheet. I think you'd better go to the reserves and hone it for a few years. Then the leader shook his head and said in disappointment.

"No, Chief. Give me one more chance, and I'll definitely correct this shortcoming in the future! Hearing the leader's words, the man's face finally changed slightly. What a shame it was for one of his full members to be thrown into the reserves! He can't afford to lose this man!

"Unrepentant, take it with you." The leader heard the man's words and shook his head again.

Immediately, two figures set up the man, and the man did not resist, and some of them were at the mercy of others.

The leader spread out the parchment and looked at the perfect strategic map on it, he hadn't seen the battle map, but it was the first time he had seen such an excellent one! He dared to say that this level is absolutely top-notch! Thinking so, I saw his figure scurrying and quickly left the small warehouse. He felt compelled to show the drawing to Dybala Ottore.

……

On the other hand, the Church of the Three Gods that received Raphael's letter and parchment also held a secret meeting, and the content of Raphael's letter was not much, that is, the Ottore royal family would also join the battle, and there was some 'objective' fanning between the words, that is, the Ottore royal family could not be allowed to get evil weapons, otherwise it would be a great blow to the prestige of the Church of the Three Gods.

"He is worthy of being a believer in the goddess of strategy, and this battle map can reflect his worth!" The three cardinal bishops couldn't help but exclaim that the parchment that Raphael had given to the Church of the Three Gods was not like the parchment for the crows, and that he had all his thoughts on it. He needs the Tritheistic Church and the Ottore royal family to share the pressure so that he can act conveniently!

The Church of the Three Gods and the parchment for the Raven attack location are different, he naturally keeps the most likely place to himself, but there are also many attack points close to his target, only in this way will he not face all the defensive forces! As long as you move fast enough, you'll be fine!

"What do you two think?"

"Ottore royalty? How could this matter suddenly involve them? I heard the hotel owner say that the guy who gave him the information was still in contact with other people, do you think it could be some trick from Wattsworth Hausman? The cardinal bishop on the side spoke.

"Just the seamen around him? He wasn't capable of trickery, but the magician on that ship couldn't tell! ”

The Church of the Three Gods has naturally investigated the relevant information of Worthworth Hausman, and naturally knows that the magician who made a big fuss in the port before and killed indiscriminately is his companion, which makes the three cardinal holy bishops have a much worse impression of Worthworth Hausman.

"There can't be anything wrong with this, whether it's a conspiracy or a head-on fight, we have to move on. The arrest of the temple personnel has already caused many temples to be dissatisfied with us, and if this matter goes wrong again, then there really will be no place for us to put our faces! Since Worthworth Hausman said that this operation would begin in three days, then we will advance it by one day, and no matter what kind of intrigue he has, we will definitely surprise them by taking a step forward! ”

"Well, then let's send out the elite this time!"

The temple personnel were all thinking about this matter, and their little caution was naturally under Raphael's calculations. Because the time of the attack of the Ottore royal family was set by him two days later!

……

When he found Fitztier, he was arguing loudly with the shopkeeper, "What did you say?" The Kinsol we gave you yesterday was a fake, and you didn't sell these things to us anymore? What kind of behavior are you doing? Robbery? ”

"A fake is a fake, if you don't believe it, look at it." As he spoke, the shopkeeper took out a huge money bag from the back of the cabinet, then let go of the opening and poured out the contents of it, although it was Thor, but a discerning person could tell at a glance that it was a fake!

"You guys are fake, what I gave you yesterday is obviously genuine. Why didn't you say it was fake when you collected the money, and you told me that it was fake money the next day! Looking at the shopkeeper's behavior, Fizteler yelled angrily, attracting many onlookers from passers-by and vendors. Even a group of soldiers in armor rushed over.

It seems that those nobles are really thieves! Seeing these soldiers, Raphael was able to guess everything. If there is only a shopkeeper, it can only be said that this guy is greedy. But it doesn't understand that there are soldiers who appear by such a coincidence? These aristocrats actually want to use this method to force themselves into submission? Isn't it a little too much to look down on yourself?

It is true that it is justified to attack those nobles themselves. But if you put the butcher's knife on these ordinary people, those nobles will be able to embarrass themselves with this operation! At that time, the dirty water on his body will be splashed all over, and he will still be the kind that can't be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River. Who will dare to become their own people when the time comes?

Killing nobles will accumulate fame among the commoners, showing that they are not afraid of power. But to kill a civilian is to swallow a bottle of chronic poison for yourself! It seems that there is really a master standing behind these nobles, Griffin, right? It's kind of interesting! But it's just a little trick and a little tender!

"There were so many people who came to buy things yesterday that you just fooled it, and last night when I counted Thor I found out that it was a bunch of fakes. Your Excellency, you are in charge of me! "The shopkeeper's acting skills are really not ordinarily realistic, tears and snot are flowing out, and I don't know how much I think he has been wronged.

"Really?" The leader of the soldiers also squatted on the ground in a fake appearance, taking the fake money on the ground in his hands and examining it carefully. "It's a fake, sir. Is there anything you want to defend yourself? Otherwise, you're going to have to come with me! The leader of the soldiers said with a serious face, looking like he was enforcing the law impartially.

When Fitzteler saw the arrival of these soldiers, he also knew in his heart that it was the bad ones who came, and the good ones who did not come. "You're framed!"

"Framing is not framing, but it's not up to you, if you have any defense, let's talk about it in prison." As the leader of the soldiers spoke, the soldiers behind him had already gathered around, as if to trap them. The seafarers drew their sailor knives from their waists and looked at these guys with wary expressions!

As soon as they saw that the situation was so tense, the surrounding onlookers retreated one after another, for fear of suffering an unwarranted disaster.

"Why, do you still want to resist? I advise you to lay down your arms, or it will be an even greater sin!" When the leader of the soldiers saw the performance of the seamen, his face turned grim and he spoke sharply. But no one was timid at his words, but laughed loudly.

Raphael sneered, approached Fitztier, moved his lips lightly, and said something.