Chapter 1990 Swan Lake Night

"By the way, I have something to tell you." After talking for a long time, the tree spirit suddenly put away its careless tone.

"I have told Rhine about your guess about the gate of the ruins. Rhine also agreed with your idea. He plans to enter the central passage within the next two days to check whether the owner of the leather shoes who appeared in the passage before is still there." The tree spirit paused: "If it is confirmed that he is not there, I will contact you as soon as possible. You go and see if the door is as you speculated."

Angel nodded: "Okay."

Tree spirit: "You'd better make some preparations in advance like you repaired the magic pattern on the door before, to avoid temporary problems at that time. After all, behind that door is the real interior of the ruins. The longer you stay there, the greater the variables."

"I understand." Angel said solemnly.

"It's good that you understand. You have already reached the dark alley, so I won't bother you. And..." The tree spirit said this and suddenly sighed: "Lianna came to see me again with the fire charm."

There is no doubt that Lianna came to the door to let the tree spirit open up the internal space again.

Angel could only express sympathy for this. And silently said in his heart: Hold on for a few more days, and you will be free after you tell the dream wilderness in a few days.

Dark Alley

Unlike the main theme of the bright and eternal daylight of the underground market, the dark alleys are almost all dark paths, where evil and chaos breed. Almost every time he walked a distance, Angel could smell a rotten smell.

Even if the street looks very flat and clean, the new mud covering the old soil can show how much blood and filth are hidden under the ground.

The senior managers of the underground market are very clear about the dark activities in the dark alleys, but no one has proposed to clean up the dark alleys.

Because although the dark alleys are full of evil and chaos, they have the most developed and free intelligence points. The reason is very simple. A large number of spies and pawns sent by other wizard organizations hide and gather here. With the help of these spies, most of the intelligence in the southern region swarmed in and gathered in the dark alley.

In the eyes of senior managers, it is better to let those spies and spies have a place to dance together than to scatter in the vast ocean. Therefore, apart from the intelligence reason, this is also one of the reasons why they do not clean up or even control the dark alley.

Because the dark alley has the most intelligence, it is also the favorite place for some adventurers.

The place where Angel is going now is a bar where adventurers gather.

Angel stopped in front of a wall covered with moss and stains, and gently knocked on the flying bird pattern on the wall. A small wooden door hidden behind the illusion appeared on the wall.

There are two baffles on the wooden door that can be opened and closed inside and outside. Both baffles are written with "zi", and together they are: Swan Lake Night.

Swan Lake Night is the name of this bar.

Angel walked through the door, and the cold and deep atmosphere outside was instantly washed away. A wave of heat with a strong aroma of wheat wine, accompanied by noise, rushed towards him.

The bar was almost full of people. Most of the tables were already drunk, and the noise continued.

The waiter in maid costumes shuttled through the store with plates of new wine. This added a bit of tenderness to this masculine bar.

The bar was very lively, and everyone was talking about their own things. Not many people noticed Angel coming in.

Angel was at ease, walking along a long carpet full of exotic style and across the narrow wine table. Angel came to the bar, and the movement of him sitting down made the bartender with short gray curly hair look up.

The bartender looked at Angel quietly in secret, but smiled lazily on the surface: "Guest, what would you like?"

"I'm here to find someone." Angel was not polite, and he was too lazy to be polite.

"Who are you looking for?" The bartender laughed, his narrowed eyes revealing a gleam: "I hope the guests are looking for a living person."

Angel raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"If it's a living person, we can help the guests find it quickly, and the price must be relatively cheap; but if it's a dead person... it's very troublesome to find it. After all, there are too many dead people in the dark alley, who knows where they are buried?" The bartender rinsed the wine glass and said: "But unfortunately, those who come to the dark alley to find someone are usually looking for dead people."

Angel smiled softly: "I'm looking for a living person, let me see where he is."

The bartender was stunned for a moment, and before he understood what Angel meant, a huge perception covered the entire bar.

The simple perception did not affect the people around who were drunk and dreaming, but the bartender standing in front of Angel was under a lot of pressure, and sweat kept falling from his forehead. He seemed to be facing a towering mountain!

At this time, how could the bartender not understand that the person coming was definitely not an apprentice!

The bartender swallowed dryly. Although the bar had received many formal wizards, those formal wizards were all named, and he had never seen the middle-aged man with red hair and golden eyes in front of him.

Strange formal wizards bring uncertainty. And uncertain factors are very likely to bring danger to the bar.

The bartender was ready. No matter what the other party said, he would stabilize the other party's plan first.

However, what the bartender did not expect was that the other party quickly withdrew his perception and said, "The third room from the right on the second floor, I want to go in."

The bartender instantly recalled the information of each room on the second floor. He remembered that the occupant of the third room from the bottom on the right side of the second floor seemed to be a villain? A villain in the literal sense.

"You..." The bartender was thinking about what was going on behind this, whether it would trigger a chain reaction, and whether there would be any trouble for the bar.

Angel interrupted his thoughts directly: "Don't worry, I have no interest in this bar."

The bartender was stunned for a moment, showing an awkward smile: "Guest, please come this way. I will take you there now."

Angel nodded and followed the bartender to the second floor without comment.

Angel could of course break in directly, but he had heard from the tree spirit that the backstage of this bar was "Konoha Huaqiang" Ye Sewei.

After all, Ye Sewei was the object of the tree spirit's secret love, and Angel didn't want to offend her, so he didn't force his way in or sneak in.

The bartender took Angel to a room marked 215: "Guest, do you need me to open it for you?"

Angel shook his head: "No."

Angel motioned the bartender to leave, and then knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened. However, there was no one behind the door. He looked down and saw a little man who was not even as tall as a bowl, looking up at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Are you the examiner of the Tiger Armor Adventure Group?"

Angel didn't say anything, so Ku Doudou took it as a tacit agreement and diligently opened the door to let Angel enter the room.

"I have learned healing, magic flying, and greasy tricks. I also have some racial talents. I can act as a scout, but if I become a scout, the price must be increased because the dangers faced by scouts will be greater..." Ku Doudou led Angel into the room while talking about his talents and abilities.

After Ku Doudou finished counting all his abilities, he saw that the "examiner" behind him didn't say a word and turned his head back in confusion.

I saw the red-haired man standing at the door, and a water pattern suddenly appeared behind him.

Then, with the red-haired man as the center, the surrounding environment began to change slowly, as if there was a new layer of space superimposed and covered on the original space.

The originally narrow and old room turned into another look in the blink of an eye.