Chapter 362: Maiwa
Maiwa's union is very close to the docks, less than a kilometer away, and not far from it is the sailors' paradise, the Tavern of the Blessing of the Sea. Rumor has it that it was a secret colony of pirates, and that it contained a large amount of looted goods. Occupying such a prosperous area, there is a large amount of money every year for the protection fee alone, not to mention such a convenient smuggling environment.
It was the abundance of financial resources that gave Maiwa undeserved ambitions, and he always longed to acquire all of Ascatla's territory. However, he was also deceived by a certain amount of Cheng DΓΉ, because when he first came into contact, the other party claimed to be the Night Blade Guild, and when he found out that he was a vampire, he couldn't turn back. Especially the private kidnapping of Baal's son, if it is discovered, it is definitely a dead end.
In order to ensure that the entire organization would not suffer a destructive blow, the Shadow Council issued a strict order prohibiting direct participation in actions related to the gods, the sons of the gods, and even the electorate, and violators were immediately expelled from the union and punished with death. It was this that made Maiva determined to go down with Bardy, and even wrote a letter asking the vampire to take out Renault. Bloody head.
He is now in the basement of the union discussing with several cronies. Suddenly, a fat man ran down from the staircase, panting and whispering, "Old ...... Boss, there were four people with the general ...... just now The appointment from the headquarters came to the door and said that he was assigned to help ...... Help us deal with the vampires. Now that people are in the hall, what should I do? β
"Who are they?" Maiva asked, frowning. In order to keep it a secret, he never mentioned the mutiny to his subordinates, so most people thought that he was still under the control of the shadow thief. This is an unstable factor, and it is very likely that the blood head will seize control of this place by infiltrating it.
"It's all fresh faces. At least never before at union headquarters. The fat man thought for a moment before answering. He knew that his boss and his boss were a little out of touch. So be careful not to say sensitive words. After all, the name of the shadow thief can still bluff many people. Once you get caught up in a fight between the bosses, there is a good chance that you will die without even the scum left.
Maiva lowered his head and thought about it for a while, feeling that now was not the time to turn his face directly, at least in Renault. The bloodhead can't do so until he dies, otherwise it will directly attract direct interference from the Shadow Council and Askatla's army. He sneered and ordered, "Go ahead and bring these people here, I want to see what tricks they are doing." β
"Understood." The fat man nodded slightly, and immediately turned to leave. He didn't want to stay for a minute, because the prisoners in the cages on both sides of the house were screaming all the time, and he would definitely have nightmares if he heard too much.
Sitting on a chair and stool at the bar in the lobby, Henry quietly observed everyone coming and going. He needs to find a breaking point. Woo some people before they start killing. Suddenly, Feder quietly leaned over and whispered to his ear, "Uh...... I have to mention to you, Maiwa knows me. β
"It's nothing, take this transformation ring and change your appearance and features a little to make sure everyone recognizes you." As he spoke, Henry handed over a ring. He had already reshaped his face with spells to prevent him from being recognized.
Just as Feder had just transformed himself into a human, the big fat man walked out the back door. He wiped the sweat from his face and said to the four of them with a smile, "The boss said he wanted to see you." Be careful, he's not been in a good mood lately. Enter through the back door and follow the stairs all the way down. Don't run around, or you're likely to hit the trap. β
"Don't worry. We know the rules. Henry stood up and placed a gold coin on the table and waved his hand, and Kogan saw it and drained the wine from his glass in one gulp, wiped his mouth and jumped out of his chair. Viconia pulled her hood and stood up, uncomfortable with the prying eyes around her.
The group quickly followed the stairs to the huge basement, which was clearly a place of lynching, and there were generally only two kinds of people who could stay in such a place for a long time without going crazy. One is a psychopathic who is not very mentally normal, who regards torture as an art, so no matter how much they torture the prisoner, they will not feel guilty or anything like that. On the other hand, there are those who are absolutely cold-blooded, who see their victims as pigs, sheep and other domestic animals.
Maiwa clearly belonged to the latter, otherwise it would not have been possible to run such a large union. He stood there now and stared at the four people who came towards him with cold eyes, not even looking at the old man who was moaning in pain next to him, but just gestured to his subordinates to continue.
Fools can see that this is a dismount, but it is clearly the wrong target. The most benevolent of the four is Henry, who is absolutely neutral, but he always has a faint smile on his face. Feder is chaotic and neutral, and does things entirely according to her mood, but unfortunately, her compassion has not yet woken up.
As for the other two evil camp guys, they don't care even more, and Viconia even has a kind of hands-on experience, showing these superficial humans what real torture is. You must know that the dark elves are masters in this regard, and even the demons of the bottomless abyss have to learn from them.
"Good evening! Now let's make it clear what secret mission the blood head has given you. You'd better be smart, or you won't want to get out of here alive. Seeing that he could not deter the men, Maiwa began to try to verbally intimidate, and secretly cast a detection spell. As a thief and mage, he has many ways to know if the other person is lying.
Henry saw the little action at a glance, but he wasn't surprised. He had long found that people in this world seemed to trust spells such as "detecting lies", but few people knew that there were actually many loopholes, as long as they omitted the places that needed to lie, or could be explained in a different way. After all, it's only whether someone is lying, not the truth.
"We're just a bunch of people who have just been hired by the Shadow Thieves, and the Bloodhead hasn't been assigned any tasks. Of course, if you can pay enough money, we don't mind changing employers. β
Henry was telling the truth, he had only received the benefits of the Shadow Thief a few hours earlier, and he really didn't have any tasks on him. As for changing employers, it's not a lie, but whether you can come up with a "sufficient" price is another matter.
"Well, it looks like you're not lying. However, I will not arbitrarily increase the price until the value is confirmed. Maiva's face softened a lot when he saw the results of the detection spell. He picked up a dagger and threw it, plunging it directly into the heart of the old man who was still being tortured.
"Understandably, no one would be stupid enough to spend a fortune on a couple of waste, but you're going to start raising prices soon, because we're pretty strong." Henry deliberately pretended to be full of confidence. In fact, if it weren't for the purpose of getting more experience points and recruiting people, he would have controlled everyone with a few seventh-level magic "group charms", and then slowly looked for evidence.
Maiva rubbed the blood from the dagger and smiled playfully. "Hmm...... I'll give you a test first, if the table is good, the price will increase little by little. As he spoke, he pulled a note out of his pants pocket. The quest is written on it, remember, you only get one chance. β
Henry opened it and saw that it was exactly the same as he remembered. They were asked to steal from the temple of Taros, the god of storms, and the target was the necklace on the Storm Maiden. Obviously, this is not an ordinary task, but something like a petition. But fortunately, he was prepared and found someone to pretend to be a believer in advance to donate a large amount of gold coins, so the necklace was already lying in the dimensional bag.
"It's too easy for us." As he spoke, Heng used the magic flame to ignite the note in his hand, turned around and left. He wouldn't be stupid enough to take it out, it would be too easy to make people suspicious.
Looking at the distant backs of several people, Maiwa whispered to one of his subordinates: "Send someone to check the background of these people immediately, especially the guy who took the lead, I can feel that he is very dangerous." β
"It's going to take some time, but you'll have a detailed document on your desk before dawn." With that, the thief dived into the shadows. Judging by his extremely skillful movements and silent steps, he is at least a fifteenth-level thief master.
As soon as she left Maiva's union, Viconia yelled at Henry, "Are you crazy? I'm going to the temple to steal! β
"No, I just agreed to get a Storm Handmaiden's necklace, and I didn't necessarily need to steal it. See what this is......"
I saw Henry take out a necklace composed of heavy discs from the dimensional bag, each piece engraved with a symbol of chaos, and a steel wire pierced through the middle. It is a gift from Talos, the Body of the Storm, to the faithful, and only a very few are able to receive it. As long as you carry this necklace, you won't encounter natural disasters such as storms, and it is a pretty good magic item for merchants.
With a surprised expression on her face, Viconia hurriedly asked, "Damn! Where did you get this thing? If it's stolen goods, it's better to put them back quickly, or we'll all face the wrath of a powerful god. β
"Don't worry, the origin of this little thing is absolutely legitimate. You know, it cost me a lot of gold, but it seems to have come in handy. β
Henry felt that the so-called holy relics were nothing. As long as the gods still need to maintain their churches and believers, there will be no shortage of similar deals. Basically, if you donate more than 2,000 gold coins to the temple of the good god or the evil god, you will be given a blessing immediately, which has become a custom in the Faeron Continent.
Although it is not necessarily given by the gods themselves, it also shows that the gods acquiesced in this kind of transaction. In his opinion, the gods in this world are not so high, they also have their own (desire) aspirations, ambitions, and ideals, and can be imprisoned or even killed by mortals. Of course, the premise is that you have to be strong enough, at least to the level of the Grand Arcanist Karthas.
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