A strange world

Chapter 933 Section 164. The Boss of the Salted Fish Gang

Crows hovered over the rotten land, and groups of rats rummaged in the soil.

Two white dragons cast faint shadows.

After Eld went a hundred miles into the territory claimed by the Kingdom of Rekanel with a bad mood, he finally saw the first town after he set out.

Eld put his fingers into his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

Eld followed behind and caught up, side by side with Alison, who was riding on Eld.

Eld opened the box on the dragon's back, picked up a stack of leaflets and threw it to it, then stood up in the air, stretched out his hands to keep his balance, stepped on Eld's wings at an altitude of thousands of meters, and climbed onto another white dragon.

This is the tacit understanding they have had in the past two years of living together.

Throwing another stack of leaflets to Eld, the lively Eld swooped down and grabbed the leaflets with his dragon claws.

Elder whistled again, and the two white dragons began to lower their altitude, getting closer and closer to the lonely town.

When they arrived directly above the town, the two white dragons released their claws at the same time.

The falling leaflets were torn apart by the wind, turning into snowflakes all over the sky, slowly falling on the town on the ground.

Without giving the locals time to react, the two white dragons pulled up again, drilled into the clouds in the north, and disappeared...

A few dozen minutes later, Elder repeated the same trick in the neighboring town, and there was still no obstruction.

This job was easy, Elder only had to drop leaflets over each town.

The town's authorities either didn't bother to care about the guy who dropped the paper, or didn't want to cause any more trouble - and it was also difficult to catch him.

The shame of the dragon clan is still the dragon.

After throwing five leaflets in a row, Elder came to the sixth location: Ize Bay. It was specially marked as "important" because it was the hub city of the Kingdom of Rekanel.

Dropping leaflets here is more useful than in ten closed towns.

As before, Elder let them each hold a stack of leaflets, but he made a mistake... They descended too low, and Ize Bay was not one of those border towns that abandoned themselves. It was directly governed by the new king's capital--

So when the two white dragons descended to an altitude of about 300 meters, Ize Bay discovered them. A short, thin, malnourished-looking wizard tower, but still a wizard tower, shot two thick and long magic arrows at the two white dragons like lightning.

Alison couldn't dodge in time, and with a wail, she fell quickly as if her wings were broken.

Eluda survived because of her liveliness, but she didn't catch Elder on her back, and fell with Alison.

Elder put his fingers into his mouth and whistled in the strong wind, but he only saw Alison's fleeing back -

It must be because the wind was too strong and it was far away, so it didn't hear...

...

"It seems that we can't treat the Kingdom of Recanel as fools..."

Francois, who sneaked into another hub city and hid in an abandoned house to contact Liberty City, said to himself.

He already knew that there was a spy in the fleet and Elder was attacked and lost contact. Maybe the leaflet offensive has been exposed.

Olmedo persuaded him to come back, but Francois refused. He was the most hidden link. Apart from Annan and the two deputy city lords, only a few people knew his plan.

Everyone else failed, and now he can only rely on himself.

Francois straightened his collar, dressed as a foreign businessman, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and carrying a suitcase, walked out of the room.

The gloomy sky was gray, and the dilapidated streets were hopeless. Passersby were in a hurry, and several little beggars were waving newspapers in the sight of several men in the alley.

One of the children bumped into Francois.

"Sir, would you like a copy of the "Rekanel Daily"?

Unlike the "Rekanel Glory", the "Rekanel Daily" is not a magical newspaper, and it is aimed at the public - the part of the public that can read.

"How much?"

"Only 50 copper coins."

Francois threw a silver coin: "No need to change."

The men in the alley stood up one after another and approached Francois unintentionally.

Francois, who got the newspaper, ignored them and looked at the newspaper headline: "The evil and corrupt monster of Free City landed in Noan Port!"

The newspaper said that the fleet maliciously threw cursed leaflets at the port, warning all civilians not to touch the leaflets, and those who circulated them privately and did not report them would be hanged...

It was not surprising that the Kingdom of Rekanel threatened the people with fear, but it was unexpected that the Red Witch succeeded.

Rolling up the newspaper, Francois glanced at the hooligans pretending to be passers-by and deliberately walked into a narrow and dark alley.

As expected, the hooligans blocked him in the alley.

Their boss stood up: "Hand over the valuables on you."

Francois put down the suitcase: "It's all here."

The hooligans picked up the suitcase and took it to the boss and opened it diligently.

The flyers stuffed in the suitcase made the boss's greedy smile disappear. He searched for a while in disbelief and confirmed that there was only a pile of incomprehensible papers in the box.

"What the hell is this..."

The boss threw away the suitcase and let the flyers scatter everywhere. He looked at Francois and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Man? Not bad, he will sell better than a woman if he looks like this..."

"Damn, damn, damn——"

At this moment, a hooligans on the side trembled constantly and his teeth chattered.

The boss kicked him: "Are you infected with the plague!?"

"No, no, no... Boss, that's... is..." The gangster stumbled and pointed at the flyer at his feet.

"What is it!"

"The newspaper said that the Liberty City Monster!"

The alley suddenly became silent.

Francois looked at the gangsters whose backs were bent unconsciously, and said calmly: "Pick it up."

Just as the gangsters were about to run away, Francois added: "They can find you even if you run."

The boss realized how much trouble they were in, and winked at his men, killing him so that no one would know...

"That's fine, if you kill all of you, no one will know that I have been here." Francois thought the same as them.

The boss put on a smiling face, almost wagging his tail: "You are joking, we have been longing for Liberty City for a long time..."

"Really?"

"Really..."

"Okay, take me to your lair first."

"Uh..."

"Hmm?"

Francois made a nasal sound.

The boss straightened his chest and said, "Please follow me!"

The gangsters hurriedly stuffed the flyers into the suitcase, closed the lid, and handed it to Francois.

The dejected boss led the way in front, Francois walked in the middle, and the gangsters walked at the end, whispering to each other.

But no one wanted to run. Although the gangsters were scared to death, they also had some hope... What if they could really follow this Liberty City man out of this quagmire?