Tasa walked into a tavern, the smell of hot and humid mixed with the smell of wine.

In the dim light, the men stripped off their shirts, showed their sweaty backs, sat at the central wine table, poured cups of inferior beer into their mouths, and laughed loudly with their companions. Scantily clad maids interspersed with wine tables and filled wine glasses for guests.

He looked around a little, and found his target—a small man sitting in an inconspicuous corner with a withered rose in front of his desk.

Tasa walked over to the bar and asked for a beer. Savor the bitter taste as you look around to see if anyone is keeping an eye on the little man. He was pleased with the results, and although occasionally someone looked into the corner, it was mostly unintentional, except for one person sitting at the large central table who would observe the movement in the corner under the cover of a wine glass.

One person connects, one person responds, the usual behavior of the rats in the black street, which is consistent with Tasa's cognition.

"One more drink," he shouted to the sommelier, "Ice." ”

"Sir, the price of cold beer has doubled," the bartender reminded.

Tasa threw out a silver wolf, "The more ice, the better." ”

With a glass of white mist rising, he walked over to the little man and poured beer onto the Briar on the table. The cold wine flowed down the shrunken petals, and the other party raised his head with an impatient expression, "If you don't drink a good wine, it will be poured on the table, what are you crazy about?"

"To Rose," Tasa smiled, and sat down across from him, "I've been looking for you for a long time. ”

"That only proves that you're not looking in the right direction," he said angrily, "since you're a customer...... Tell me, what's the matter with me? Ask for clues, steal something, ransom a lost item, or sell stolen goods?"

"Neither, I hope you can help me spread a rumor. ”

"It's not in Rose's business. He shook his head.

"No, no, no, as long as the golden dragon can pay for it, you'll all be interested," Tasa said, shaking his finger, "I'm not a layman, lad. Sometimes, in order to get the prey to take the bait, it is necessary to artificially create some bait, and rumors are the best bait, without evidence, there is no way to catch it. It's much safer than stealing. ”

"Sounds reasonable," the other sat upright and smiled, "You've commissioned Rose before?"

"Entrusted to your peers, small places. The name is not as elegant as yours, and there are not many things you can do. “

"If the business scope is too small, it is difficult to find a suitable business, Yinguang City, the competition is really fierce. He picked up the Briar and shook it, then put it in his pocket, "Tell me, what kind of rumors do you need to spread?"

"News about witches," Tassa smiled, "an organization called the Mutual Aid Society has found the Holy Mountain in the West, freed from the demon-devouring body, and has attained eternal peace. ”

"Dude, that's a ...... news," the little man smacked his lips, "it's corny." Although I rarely instigate customers to deceive people, you must at least make up a little bit of credibility. Let me guess, if you're not trying to kidnap witches, you're trying to kill the church. For the latter, you'll only wait until a bunch of Inquisitors send you to the gallows, so I think it's probably the former......" He showed a lewd smile, "Unfortunately, as far as I know, most of the people who tried to capture witches and sell them for money died." Even though they all carried the Divine Punishment Stone, the women weren't idiots either. ”

"Why can't it be trusted?" said Tasa, curious.

"An organization formed by witches is literally the moon in the night sky. If it was true, the church would definitely flock to it, and if I were a witch, I wouldn't go to that place, and if it was fake, then I wouldn't have to go. As for getting rid of the demon devourer, man, are you serious? witches are the devil's incarnation, and this kind of outrageous lie is afraid that they themselves will scoff at it. ”

"Then spread the word as it is," Tasa said disapprovingly.

"The customer has the final say," the little man shrugged, "I warned you anyway." It costs twenty gold dragons. ”

"One time?"

"That's right, Rose doesn't take a deposit, and she doesn't make a final payment. "Buying and selling is voluntary." ”

Tasa sighed, took out a leather bag from his coat pocket, poured nineteen golden dragons on the table, and grabbed a handful of fingernails-sized silver wolves from his waist bag, counted out a hundred, and pushed them to the little man. The latter only distinguished the authenticity of the golden dragon, and swept them all into the cloth bag.

After getting the money, the little man's expression was much more relaxed, "There are few things that Rose promised that can't be done." Didn't I tell you before, the competition in Silverlight City is really fierce, and if something happens to deceive customers, our reputation will also decline. If you're not in a hurry to get back to the West and wait for the bait, stay here for a few more days, and it won't be long before you hear the news everywhere. ”

"Will it reach the ears of witches?"

"Of course, but whether they want to go or not is another matter. In short, I wish you success, if you catch one and sell it to the church, you will pay back, and if you sell it to the nobles, you will earn more. Of course, if you can't find a way to get rid of it, and you are afraid of being discovered by the church, you can come to us when the time comes, and we only charge 10% of the referral fee. ”

The little man snapped his fingers and left with the cloth bag. After a while, the big man who was in charge of taking care also got up and left. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Tasa drank the rest of the wine in his glass, burped, and walked out of the tavern.

In this way, the task assigned by His Highness Roland will be completed, he thought. He ran all over the Falling Dragon Ridge, Chishui City, and Silver Light City, found the local black street rats, and spread the news - every city has groups that wander in the dark corners, and even with the acquiescence of the lord, they will form an orderly and hidden organization, even the Gray Keep King is no exception. They can do much more than what they can say openly, and the extent to which they can do it depends mainly on the number of customers Golden Dragon.

The only difficulty in this matter is to hook up with the mouse, I have to say that it is quite difficult for a foreigner to gain the trust of the other party, and it costs him no less than five golden dragons just to tie up the hidden words. Tasa sighed in his heart, if he hadn't had a similar experience when he was in the royal capital, he was afraid that he hadn't walked out of the Falling Dragon Ridge yet.

On the way back to the hotel, he noticed that something was wrong.

I was stalked.

Although the other party was very secretive, as a professional guard, Tasa was still aware of the other party's presence. He pulled out the dagger at his waist and turned into a side alley.

He deliberately turned the money bag inside out when he paid for it, and only then poured out nineteen golden dragons, just to avoid causing others to covet it. Normally, hundreds of Silver Wolves would not let them do such a thing as robbing customers.

He leaned his back against the wall, counting the footsteps that were getting closer and closer, and when the other party was about to pass through the alley, he rushed out, and the dagger was instantly pressed against the other person's neck.

"Don't move!" Tassa whispered.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared.

It's a witch!, he realized, and just as he was about to scream, he was hit the back of the neck. He suddenly felt the world spin around, and he fell to the ground weakly. (To be continued.) )