Chapter 291 Beggar

In fact, Duolun was exposed because he happened to meet Herag. Google search Situ 520 to read the latest error-free novel chapters

Otherwise, it is probably difficult for anyone to notice that Wendy has become Duolun's slave.

Duolun just failed, and there must be many successful people.

It's just that these things happened in every corner of the Dawn Land, and no one knows about it.

Herag thought about it and felt that he might start with the Abyss Cult.

Others find it difficult to find the Abyss Cult, but he can.

For Herag, the breath of the Abyss plane on the Abyss Cult is too strong.

As long as you get close, it's hard not to find it.

Herag is very confident that as long as the Abyss Cult dares to appear in front of him, he can immediately identify it.

Since the contribution of tasks related to the Abyss Cult is very high, if he can earn more contribution through the Abyss Cult.

The only problem is that he must obtain evidence.

The breath of the Abyss plane can only be felt by him, but not by others.

Even if you meet an Abyss Cultist, you have to get enough evidence to prove that he is an Abyss Cultist.

This step is the most difficult and the most critical. Herag not only needs to get evidence, but also needs to consider his own way of doing things.

Herag lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, hugging the sleeping Reese, thinking about the follow-up plan.

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Wutong Street is a famous street in the east of Silver Moon City. There are many residential areas and prosperous commercial areas nearby.

This is not a rich area, and the composition of the people living here is relatively complex.

There are both rich people and people with average family conditions.

In short, it is a relatively civilian area.

Herag walked on the street, wandering aimlessly.

Since he planned to earn contribution points through Abyss Cultists, Herag began to search for clues related to Abyss Cultists.

After looking at the tavern forum, there were almost no valuable clues, and no one had a way to search for Abyss Cultists.

Herag originally wanted to see where the frequency of Abyss Cultists appeared was high, but found that there was no pattern at all.

There have been incidents of Abyss Cultists in slums, civilian areas, and rich areas, and there is no pattern at all.

It is understandable that both the poor and the rich have desires that cannot be fulfilled.

As long as there is desire, once you come into contact with the evil gods of the Abyss plane, it is difficult to resist the temptation.

In this regard, everyone is the same, and they may be bewitched by the evil gods of the Abyss plane and become Abyss Cultists.

Since there is no pattern, Helag didn't know where to start, so he just started to wander around.

Anyway, there is enough time, so he plans to search in a carpet style, starting from the east of Silver Moon City and wandering all the way to the west.

There was no carriage along the way, and he would only take a carriage back home every day.

Helag walked on Wutong Street, looking at the people coming and going around.

He glanced at the people passing by and then retracted his gaze.

There were no Abyss Cultists in this group of people.

Helag only needed to feel it up close to know whether the other party was an Abyss Cultist.

In the past few days, he didn't meet a single Abyss Cultist.

At present, the number of Abyss Cultists is still relatively small, at least there are few in the southeastern urban area.

Since he couldn't go into other people's homes to see, he could only walk around in the streets or taverns, so there must be some fish that slipped through the net.

But there was no way, Herag couldn't catch all the Abyss Cultists in the entire Silver Moon City.

"Wooden Tavern..." Herag glanced at the name of the tavern next to him, thought about it and walked in.

Because it was morning, there were not many people in the tavern.

The drunkard who liked to drink hadn't woken up yet, and many people needed to work, so they wouldn't come to drink at this time.

Herag found a table by the window and sat down and ordered a glass of butter beer.

There was no Fire Dragon Whiskey here, otherwise Herag would have ordered this.

It felt really good after drinking it last time, but it was a pity that other taverns didn't have it.

Because there were few people at this time, there were only two waiters in the tavern.

The waiter who brought the wine to Herag had heavy dark circles under his eyes and was still yawning. It seemed that he had worked a night shift and hadn't rested all night.

After he served Herag with butter beer, he fell asleep at the counter.

Herag drank a few sips of butter beer and observed the people in the pub, but did not find anything unusual.

He looked at the people walking outside the window, but did not find anyone unusual.

Herag was going to finish this glass of butter beer and continue to set off and continue to look at other places.

If there was still no discovery in the next few days, he would have to challenge his plan and could not waste time like this endlessly.

Just as Herag was about to finish his butter beer, a ragged beggar walked in.

The beggar poked his head in, quickly glanced at the situation in the pub, and saw Herag sitting there drinking alone.

Herag also noticed the beggar, but did not care at first.

It is normal to meet beggars in this place. This is not a rich area, and no one drives these beggars away.

So beggars can often be seen begging on the street, and Herag is no longer surprised.

When the beggar saw Hellagur, he glanced at the waiter who was sleeping at the counter, then slipped in and walked towards Hellagur.

Herag noticed his actions and quickly scanned and analyzed the beggar's situation.

He was just an ordinary person.

Although he was just an ordinary person, Herag was ready for a fight.

You can't let your guard down at any time. As long as this beggar has any abnormal behavior, he will die instantly.

But on the surface, Herag still looked calm and wanted to see what this beggar was going to do.

Ordinary taverns would not let beggars in, they would just beat them out.

But at this point, there were few waiters. One waiter was sleeping at the counter, and the other waiter went to the kitchen to prepare wine, which gave the beggar a chance to sneak in.

This beggar was a man with a full beard. He looked forty or fifty years old. He had a particularly big belly. He looked very unhealthy at first glance, and most likely had some disease.

He glanced at Herag, but didn't say anything. He just reached into his clothes and touched it.

After a while, he took out a cloth ball.

There seemed to be something wrapped in the cloth ball. The beggar carefully unfolded the cloth ball and revealed the object inside.

It was a wood carving, carved with a snake head and a human body.

The beggar placed the wood carving in front of Herag, smiled, nodded, and turned away.

"Hey! What are you doing? Get out!" Another waiter came out with a wine tray and shouted angrily when he saw the beggar.

He quickly put down the wine tray, picked up a small stool beside him, and rushed over.

The beggar saw that the situation was not good, so he ran away.