Chapter 145 Searching for a Shadow (Part 1)

Tasa walked into a tavern, and the stuffy and humid smell mixed with the aroma of wine came to his nostrils.

Under the dim light, the men took off their shirts, showing their backs dripping with sweat, sitting at the wine table in the center, pouring cups of low-quality beer into their mouths, chatting and laughing loudly with their companions. The scantily clad maid interspersed between the wine tables and filled the glasses for the guests.

After looking around the situation for a while, he found his target, a small man sitting in an inconspicuous place in the corner, with a withered wild rose in front of his desk.

Tasa walked to the bar and ordered a glass of beer first. Taste the bitter taste slowly, and at the same time look around to see if anyone is secretly following this little man. The result satisfied him very much. Although there were occasional people who would look into the corner, most of them were unintentional. Only one person sitting at the central table would observe the movements in the corner under the cover of a wine glass.

One person to discuss, one person to take care of them, the routine behavior of the black street rats, which is consistent with Tasa's cognition.

"Another glass," he called to the bartender, "and ice."

"Sir, the price of cold beer is doubled," the sommelier reminded.

Tasa threw out a silver wolf, "The colder the better."

Holding the wine glass with bursts of white mist rising, he walked across to the little man and poured beer on the briar beside the table. The ice-cold wine flowed down the shrunken petals, and the other party raised his head impatiently, "Don't drink the good wine and pour it on the table, why are you crazy?"

"Jing Qiangwei," Tasa smiled, and sat down opposite him, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

"That can only prove that you didn't look in the right direction," he said angrily, "Since you are a customer... Tell me, what do you want from me? Asking for clues, stealing things, redeeming lost items, or selling stolen goods?"

"No, I hope you can help me spread a rumor."

"This is not within Qiangwei's business scope." He shook his head.

"No, no, as long as the golden dragon can pay, you will be interested," Tasa said, shaking his fingers, "I'm not a layman, young man. Sometimes, in order to make the prey take the bait, it is necessary to artificially create some bait, and the rumor is The best bait, no evidence, no way to catch. It's much safer than stealing."

"Sounds very reasonable," the other party sat up straight with a smile on his face, "Have you entrusted Qiangwei before?"

"I have entrusted you to colleagues from a small place. The name is not as elegant as yours, and there are not many things that can be done."

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

"News about witches," Tasa smiled. "An organization called the Mutual Aid Society has found a holy mountain in the western region. It has escaped the suffering of demons and gained eternal peace."

"Dude, this news is really enough..." The little man smacked his lips, "It's really old-fashioned. Although I seldom teach customers how to lie, but your rumors must at least make people feel a little more credible. .Let me guess, if you are not trying to lure a witch, then you want to kill the church. In the latter, you will only wait until a bunch of judges send you to the gallows, so I think it should be the former..." He showed a wretched look "Unfortunately, as far as I know, most of those who want to catch witches and sell them for money are dead. Even though they all carry God's Stone of Retaliation, those women are not idiots."

"Why not believable?" Tasa asked curiously.

"An organization formed by witches is like the moon in the night sky. If it is true, churches will definitely flock to it. If I were a witch, I would naturally not go to that kind of place. If it is false, then I will There's even no need to go. As for getting rid of the devil's body, man, are you serious? Witches are the incarnation of the devil, and I'm afraid they themselves will scoff at such a big lie."

"Then spread the word according to this statement," Tasa said disapprovingly.

"The customer has the final say." The little man shrugged, "Anyway, I reminded you. The cost is twenty gold dragons."

"One time to clear?"

"That's right, Qiangwei doesn't take a deposit and doesn't take final payment." He spread his hands and said, "Buying and selling are all voluntary."

Tasa sighed, took out a leather pouch from his pocket, dumped nineteen golden dragons on the table, grabbed a handful of fingernail-sized silver wolves from his pocket, counted out one hundred, and pushed them to the little man. The latter only identified the authenticity of Xia Jinlong, and swept them all into the cloth bag.

After getting the money, the little man's expression became much more relaxed, "There are very few things Qiangwei promises that he can't do. Didn't I tell you before that the competition in Silver Light City is really fierce, if there is something that deceives customers, we will Your reputation will also suffer. If you're not rushing back to the Western Territory to wait for the catch, you can stay here for a few more days, and before long, you'll hear the news everywhere."

"Will it reach the ears of witches too?"

"Of course, but whether they want to go is another matter. In short, I wish you success. If you catch one and sell it to the church, you can make back your money. If you sell it to the nobles, you can earn more. Of course, if you can't find it If 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 introduction fee."

The little man snapped his fingers and left with the cloth bag. After a while, the big man in charge of taking care also got up and left. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Tasa drank the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, hiccupped, 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 Zhuolongling, Chishui City, and Yinguang City, found the local black street rats, and spread the news. Every city has groups lurking in dark corners. Even with the acquiescence of the lord, they An orderly and hidden organization will be formed, even the King of Graycastle is no exception. What they can do is far more than what they said openly, and the extent to which they can do it depends mainly on the number of golden dragons customers have.

The only difficulty in this matter was getting on the line with the mouse. I have to say that as a foreigner, it was quite difficult for him to gain the trust of the other party. Just the catchphrase cost him no less than five gold dragons. Tasa sighed in his heart, if he hadn't had a similar experience when he was in the capital, he might not have walked out of Zhuolongling yet.

On the way back to the hotel, he noticed something strange in the atmosphere.

I was followed.

Although the other party was very covert, but as a professional bodyguard, Tasa was aware of the other party's existence. He took out the dagger from his waist and turned into a side alley.

Is it Rose? When paying the money, he deliberately turned the money bag to the bottom, and only poured out nineteen golden dragons, just to avoid causing others to covet it. Generally speaking, hundreds of silver wolves would not let them do such things as robbing customers.

He leaned his back against the wall, counting the sound of approaching footsteps. When the opponent was about to pass by the alley, he rushed out suddenly, and the dagger instantly touched the opponent's neck.

"Don't move!" Tasa shouted in a low voice.

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

It's a witch! He realized that just as he was about to cry out, he was hit hard on the back of the neck. He suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground powerlessly. (To be continued.)