As the moon rose overhead, the hot air cooled, and Tassa sat in the garden, watching the light of the distant windows of taverns, brothels and casinos. The www.biquge.info is like stars in the sky at night, showing the prosperity of the city.

Such a scene can only be seen in the inner city of the royal capital - even if nearly a third of the civilians in the outer city die after the evil plague is over, it will not affect the mood of the nobles in the inner city to drink and have fun. If you listen closely, you can hear the faint cry of the evening breeze.

The dwelling, with its garden and pool, which he had purchased for one hundred and fifty gold dragons, was located on a hillside near the outer edge of the inner city, and not many people wandered around it even during the day. Aside from meeting informants and exchanging information, he doesn't usually live here, but chooses to spend the night in a hotel or spend a few days in an underground trumpeter.

"My lord, they're all here. ”

A man walked out of the room with an oil lamp, and it was none other than Hill Fawkes, who was lurking in the skull's fingers.

"Light the candles," Tassa nodded, and walked inside.

In the dim candlelight, Hill and five others sat around a log table, and when they saw the guards appear, they stood up and bowed their heads. Tasa looked at them with a blank expression, hoping to see from each other's expressions and small movements whether they were reliable or not. Unfortunately, Miss Nightingale had already returned to Frontier with the fleet, and if she had been there, she would have been able to make the most accurate judgment at once.

They are none other than Hill's companions, members of the Pigeon & Topper Acrobatic Troupe, and the vengeful Avengers of the new king. The siege of the docks a week ago happened to be a person lurking in the dream water to ventilate the news, and Tasa learned of the rat's night attack plan in advance. Now that the plague had subsided, he decided to meet the gang in the royal capital, and if it was really as Hill said, they were some good intelligence agents.

"Except for Mr. Fox, let's introduce ourselves briefly," Tassa began.

"My name is Iwayama, my lord," said one of the most muscular men, in a loud voice. He was nearly six feet tall, and the bulging muscles in his arms seemed powerful. "Playing the role of a wrestler in the acrobatic troupe, he has now joined the blood sail. ”

"I'm a clown," pointed to his nose as the little man sitting beside Iwayama, who looked to be the youngest of all, about eighteen or nineteen years old, "and of course I'm a clown in the group, but I didn't mingle with the rats, but I played some tricks in the taverns." ”

"Jom and Neil," the next two are a pair of brothers, who look and dress like typical civilians in the outer city. They gave all their possessions to the priest of Philip and are now "devout believers" in the church. Tasa couldn't help but wonder if the two of them had a crush on Hill's wife at the same time, and he suppressed his doubts and turned his gaze to the last person.

"They all call me a magician, my lord," the other saluted again, "I pretended to be a frustrated person and threw myself into the dream waters, but unfortunately most of them died and fled, and even the fierce tooth Tanis was killed by the Inquisitors of the Church, and everyone was busy looking for a new home. ”

"Dead at the hands of the Inquisitors?" Tassar raised an eyebrow, "aren't they the ones the Church is secretly supporting?"

"I've heard it from someone else, too," he spread his hands, "Tanis was ambushed by Skull Fingers when he returned to the East Side after the siege of the docks failed, and there were only a few dozen people left around him. That night, in a fit of rage, he went to the church with his men who had stayed behind in the lair, only to return the next day with only two or three of his cronies. According to those men, he got into an argument with the priest of Phillips and was shot in the chest by the Divine Punisher...... In short, the dream water is finished. ”

I see, Tassar thought, probably because the strength he had accumulated was lost, the position of the leader of the fangs was in jeopardy, and he wanted to seek help from the church but was refused, and then a dispute ensued. But these were all inconsequential details, he just needed to know that Dream Water was now dead in name. This is undoubtedly good news, and he may be able to take this opportunity to co-opt a group of rats with nowhere else to go and expand his intelligence sources.

"I'm sure you've learned my name from Hill," Tassa said in a deep voice, knocking on the table, "I'm His Highness Roland Wimbledon's personal bodyguard, and I'm in charge of gathering information for him from all parts of the kingdom. Since you are willing to come here, you have already made your intentions known in a sense. But for the sake of solemnity, I still have to ask again, are you willing to serve Your Highness?"

"We do!" said the five.

"I'm willing to do anything if I can get justice from Tifeco Wimbutton. Hill added word for word.

"Well, we will meet here at the same time every week from now on, and if there is any emergency, you can report it to me in advance - just put a pot of purple flowers at the door of the house. "I'll be waiting for you in my room that night, and remember to use three long and two short codes when you knock on the door, understand?"

Seeing them respond in unison, Tasa nodded with satisfaction, "A qualified intelligence officer will not expose himself easily, the first thing you have to do is to hide your identity." Keep this in mind whether you're digging for intelligence on your own or developing your downline to collect suspicious information. If you have a financial need, you can apply to me...... Remember, don't act rashly. Tifeco will not sit on the throne forever, this is the personal guarantee of His Highness Roland. He paused, "So, is there anything else you have to say?"

"My lord, Tifeko has returned from the East today," Hill said, "and you should have received the news. ”

The new king's knightly procession entered the city in the afternoon with flags held aloft through the eastern gates, and many of the inhabitants witnessed the scene, but Tasa did not answer, knowing that there must be something to be done.

"But in the evening, I heard from Black Hammer that Tifeco seemed intent on recruiting a group of rats into the army, offering them the opportunity to become freedmen, and that several of the leaders of the Skullfingers had already gone to the palace, which didn't sound like a fabrication. ”

Recruit rats?Tasa remained calm on the surface, but his heart sank, obviously, these rats could not fight as regular soldiers at all, so nine times out of ten, they were raid tactics that were strengthened with pills and used as consumables, just like the last attack on Changge Fortress. Only this time, where is the other party's goal?

"That's interesting news," he said in a deep voice, "and keep an eye on the mouse, and report to me as soon as you have any news." ”

Let's hope Tifeco Wimbton isn't heading west, Tassa thought to himself. (To be continued.) )