Chapter 164 Demon Moon Inspires Black Street Talks [Subscribe]

The moonlit night was the same as always, with three colors of moonlight echoing each other.

Today was the time of the full moon, and the three moons, gray, green, and silver, all looked like bright round disks.

In the past, the gray and green moons were high in the north of the sky, while the silver moon was closer to the southeast.

This position would basically not change.

But tonight was an exception.

The gray and green moons were seen moving slowly towards the center of the sky along the same trajectory.

These two moons were originally larger than the silver moon, and now they became even more conspicuous.

The silver moon remained in its original position and did not change its original trajectory in the sky. The arc-shaped circle around it, which was similar to the corona, became a ring of light and dark, like a blinking eye against the deep background of the night.

The indigenous people of Naroa have long been accustomed to the long night rhythm.

March flying in the sky is not a wonder for the local indigenous people, after all, it can be seen every Naroa day.

So most people subconsciously ignore the changes in the night sky.

But there are always exceptions. There is always a group of people who are paying attention to this familiar yet unfamiliar starry sky.

On the outskirts of the eastern district of Magtan City, on the dilapidated observatory tower.

A hunched figure, completely covered by a hooded robe, is looking at the moon in the sky through a special observatory telescope next to the toothed breast wall at the top of the tower.

These observatories have crystal polished concave and convex chips inside, and are also blessed by some runes.

It can achieve 10x~40x visual zoom, and can also switch to insert wide-area chips and special chips for observing the existence of magic.

However, this observatory telescope is very old and broken, just like this observatory tower.

With the disorder of the stars after the outbreak of the magic disaster.

The once popular astrology and celestial prediction gradually came to an end.

In today's Naroa continent, there are very few observatories that can continue the inheritance.

Most of the remaining astrologers also look crazy.

Observing the chaotic star signs for a long time will affect one's mind.

"Uh... cough cough cough cough..."

"Bang..."

Maggie, the astrologer who was observing the sky at the moment, suddenly retreated in fear.

He pointed his finger at the sky, panting and coughing like a fish on the shore, and finally fell to the ground.

The manic wind blew his hood behind his shoulders, revealing the messy hair of the elderly Maggie.

The astronomical tower is 100 meters high and is a conical tower, thick at the bottom and thin at the top.

Even ordinary fog cannot cover the top of the tower, but the wind surge at the top of the tower is usually more violent.

The breeze blowing on the ground is a fierce gust at the top of the tower.

He huddled against the stone wall behind him, his eyes never leaving the night sky.

"The twin demon moons move sideways, and the silver moon on the star screen flickers!"

"The sparks are burning! The sparks are about to come true! This is a disaster, this is a disaster..."

Maggie looked crazy and kept muttering.

This guy is usually funded by Baron Bezos, and can barely maintain his daily stargazing and recording.

He even accepted an orphan as an apprentice in astrology.

But the apprentice ran away madly after only one year.

So in the past few hundred Naroa years, astrology has been derogatorily called "the knowledge of madmen".

Because learning this thing will really make you crazy!

And the serious astrology and celestial prediction techniques are almost dying out.

It is difficult to find stargazing books with complete inheritance in the remaining stargazing towers in various places.

All the astrologers in a semi-crazy state can do is observe and record.

But this technique that has been eliminated by the times seems to have regained its vitality now, and the celestial phenomena seem to have returned to normal after a period of disorder.

It's a pity that the times have really changed.

Crazy Maggie, who fell to the ground, muttered to himself for a long time, but he did not completely forget his mission after all.

He trembled and took out a magic letter from his arms.

His muddled thoughts made it impossible for him to concentrate.

In the end, only the eight words "The Demon Moon Inspires, Sparks Burn" were left on the letter, and it flew to the Baron's Castle.

He stared at the sky with a dull look, and two streams of dark red blood flowed from his nostrils.

His head tilted to the side, and I don't know if he fainted or died.

...

Magtan City, the third circle of the Broken Finger Street District.

As one of the two major black street forces in the city.

The Broken Finger is a large-scale force, distributed in many giant cities and state cities in the western region of the Kingdom of Duroya.

The so-called Broken Finger Street District is the main activity area of ​​the Broken Finger Gang in the city.

Here you can see shops such as "Broken Finger Tavern", "Broken Finger Casino", and "Broken Finger Red Mill", which are all industries of the Broken Finger Gang.

The composition of the black street forces is very simple, mainly the poor in the city.

In addition to operating these common industries in the city, the Broken Finger Gang also controls various black and gray industries.

They also do some mercenary work and gather information.

In a way, the black street forces are the most well-informed forces in a city.

You never know whether a poor person passing by on the roadside is a rat of the black street forces.

Because their spies are all over the city, the channels and sources of information are very complicated.

It is precisely because of this that the news of the black street is of mixed quality.

Nine out of ten are rumors and hearsay, and only half of the remaining ten percent are valuable true news, and the remaining half are half-true and half-false news.

So if you want to get valuable news from the black street, you need a certain ability to distinguish.

At this time, the Broken Finger Tavern has been completely cleared, and the scattered wine tables have been put together to form a large square table.

Chen Xuan sat on one side with the two sisters Zerekan and Rebecca.

There were more than a dozen silver-level strongmen standing in the back, all of whom were hired by the White Rose Caravan contract.

Now it’s just right to pull them in to support the scene.

Such a lineup is considered impressive no matter where it is placed.

Opposite them sat two guys with sinister eyes and indifferent expressions.

Franco Baji sat in the middle of the square table, like a mediator.

There were low-quality drinks on the table, the doors and windows of the tavern were tightly closed, and the room was filled with the smell of sweat and bad breath.

There were little mice from the Broken Finger Gang staring at every intersection of the nearby streets.

As long as there are garrisons or light cavalry, the news will be spread here within seconds.

The underground secret passages everywhere can be used for rapid transfer.

The Black Street has always been a special area in the city, and even the Lord of Bang City cannot control it.

"Hehehe..."

"Old Baji, is this the distinguished guest you mentioned?"

"Spend tens of thousands of crowns just to see me and the stinky mule?"

A big bald man with a scar on his face sitting in the first seat sneered.

He looks rough and has a loud voice. There is also a ring tattoo on the finger of his right hand, which is the identity mark of the Broken Finger Gang.

This guy is the controller of the Broken Finger Gang, Sasen Broken Finger.

He uses Broken Finger as his surname. Five Naroa years ago, his magic element cultivation progress had reached the silver level. At present, he has a very high progress in magic element filling accumulation, but it is still a long way from the gold level.

Sitting next to him is a guy with a turban, a coarse cloth vest and shorts, and a strong and fit body.

Especially his legs, the muscles were as bulging as bullfrogs, and the exposed muscles were bronze-like.

This guy had a beard around his lips, liked to squint when looking at people, and had a big black mole next to his nose.

After Sassen Broken Finger spoke first, he grinned with an intriguing smile and stared at Chen Xuan.

"Few people would contact the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule at the same time."

"Rich foreigner, please tell me your requirements. As long as the price you offer is right, the Coolie Mule will naturally try its best to meet your requirements."

The guy called the stinky mule by Sassen suddenly spoke.

His real name is Romeu Hada, the leader of the Coolie Mule, a black street force.

This guy has a sharp eye and can tell at a glance that Chen Xuan is not a local.

Of course, this is also the reason why Chen did not deliberately cover his face.

Both parties are rough people, there is no need to talk about it, and getting straight to the point is the best way to talk.

The core goal of both the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule is to make money.

In other words, if you have the strength and are willing to pay, the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule will do things for you. This has become a business.

"I want to hire all of you!"

"Note that everyone refers to every member of the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule."

"Of course, you will be rewarded generously."

Chen Xuan said concisely, stretched out his hand and brushed across the table, leaving two shoebox-sized cash boxes.

Just a light push and pushed the cash box over.

Sassen Broken Finger and Romeu Hada opened a cash box respectively, revealing the dark gold coins in it.

Each cash box contained 200,000 kronor, and this was just the first deposit.

Both the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule have tens of thousands of members in the city, and the cost of hiring on a large scale must be huge.

And the black street forces are not as bad as they seem on the surface.

Although they were nicknamed rats by the nobles, after years of operation, these two black street forces have already accumulated strong capital and formed a series of industries.

The most important thing is that the black street has formed its own ecosystem with a complete and independent system and rules.

However, no matter how strong the capital is, the deposit of 400,000 kronor is enough to impress the two.

Sassen Broken Finger and Romeu Hadda looked at each other tacitly.

Then he raised his hand and pulled the cash box in front of him.

"Straightforward!"

"So, you... don't... what do you need us to do?"

Sassen said in a rough voice, money is the master, this is an eternal truth.

And they did not have the idea of ​​robbing the robbing.

Not only because Chen Xuan brought a lot of silver-level guards, but more importantly, doing business honestly is much faster than robbing directly.

Besides, the other party was so straightforward, it was obvious that there was a big deal!

Chen Xuan showed a friendly smile, he put his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly.

"It's just a simple escort mission."

"But it requires a lot of manpower."

"Don't worry, there will be a contract to protect it."

"I will give you a total reward of up to one million crowns, but the contract is special."

He paused for a moment, and waited until Sassen Broken Finger and Romeu Hada looked thoughtful before continuing.

"All members of the Broken Finger Gang and the Coolie Mule must sign a slave contract with me, of course, for a limited time."

"My commission is not complicated. The contract can be terminated in about three or four Naroya days."

"And the terms will clearly stipulate various restrictions, and there will never be too harsh terms."

"You two must sign it."

Chen Xuan stated the conditions in a calm tone.

As soon as this was said, the faces of the two black street guys sitting opposite him immediately showed hesitation.

"Limited-time slave contract..."

They have encountered such slightly excessive requirements before.

Most cooperation needs to be guaranteed by contracts.

Occasionally, there will be guys who require the signing of strict contracts.

However, contracts are very flexible, and the binding force depends entirely on the terms.

If the other party is willing to add money and the terms are not too harsh, then it may not be unacceptable.

The two opened the magic shield and whispered to each other for a while.

It took seven or eight minutes before they made a decision.

"The slave contract is trampling on our dignity!"

Sasen played the role of the black face, and said seriously after the shield was removed.

"Yes, you are rich, but dignity is priceless."

Romeu Hada acted as a supporting role and nodded in agreement.

Chen Xuan smiled and took out two more cash boxes and pushed them over.

"I can add more money."

"But be careful, if you are too greedy, I would rather recruit adventurers and mercenaries on a large scale."

"Believe me, their prices are much lower than yours."

"So now, have you two decided?"

Looking at the newly pushed cash box, Sassen and Romeu's eyes flashed with greed.

"Deal! We need to see a sample of the contract..."

...

Outside the Baron's Castle, several squadrons of garrisons and archers had already surrounded the place.

Mrs. Zuzana Finley was sleeping soundly, and the red-haired Ursula was nowhere to be found.

Baron Besos was restless and summoned the leaders and brains he could trust.

From time to time, ravens flew in with letters, and letters shining with magical light shot in from the window like aurora.

The baron was sweating on his forehead as he quickly scanned every piece of letter.

Among them were reports on the garrison outside the city, news that the White Rose Caravan's base was empty, and some daily inquiries from the giant city front and a summary of various situations in the city.

His shoulder was wrapped in a bandage, and even though he was protected by his men, his expression was still not relaxed.

People will instinctively feel fear when facing unknown means.

Chen Xuan and Ophelia have left an indescribable shadow in his heart.

Among the snow-like letters, the letter from the Observatory Tower was quickly scanned by Baron Besos.

"The magic moon is moving, and the sparks are burning."

"This damn madman will only cause trouble for me!"

The baron, who was in a bad mood, cursed softly and threw the letter behind his mind!

...

No one saw through the foreshadowing of the previous chapter.

In fact, the signs of the catastrophe are very obvious, even in the early chapters.

Hohoho, I won’t spoil the plot here, the hook will be revealed in the next few chapters.