Mercenaries and Adventurers

He felt that the tavern owner was not telling the truth.

There must be something being hidden from him, but Keir couldn't point it out.

"First call the waiter in charge of the guest rooms. Forget it, I'll go find him. Don't go anywhere here." Kil gave Zambirus a look. The other party understood, walked over and stopped in the aisle. The cloister road.

"Why don't you let me go? It's not me who hurt people, and I don't care about my affairs! Master Pawei, what do you think?" Unable to deal with outsiders like Kiel, the tavern owner immediately asked the town lord's cronies for help.

But Pawei didn't want to get involved in these things. Besides, the tavern owner was not his, so he had no need to protect him. So Pawei just smiled relaxedly: "Don't be nervous, as long as they don't care about your affairs, they won't do anything. Don't worry, I'm here."

Keir walked along the corridor on the second floor to the stairs, and came to the third floor of the pub several times.

Compared to the spacious and grand first floor of the tavern and the neatly divided guest rooms on the second floor, the third floor where the shopkeepers live is a bit messy.

In the middle of the third floor is a spacious dining table, with some uneaten food wooden bowls and wooden plates scattered around on it. There are many flowers planted on the balcony with windows on one side, all planted on a long wooden In the box, bees were buzzing and flying busily among the brightly blooming flowers.

On the side near the stairs is a small room separated by wooden boards. The door is locked, and I don't know what it is used for. On one side of the dining table are beds separated by curtains, and several young men are lying on them, sleeping soundly.

At the end of the room on the third floor is another separated room. The prominent door is marked with Scar Parry's name. It is probably the tavern owner's room.

Keir ignored that and walked up to the sleeping store clerks, shaking them awake one by one and asking.

It didn't take long to find the young man who was in charge of room service last night.

"Come down with me. I have something to ask you." Keir pulled the person down and walked down. The barefooted young man was sleepy-eyed and obviously hadn't realized what was going on.

"Who are you? What do you want me to do next? I'm only responsible for the work at night, so don't ask me for work."

"Yeah, a good thing, a good thing."

Keir dealt with it and walked down the stairs with him.

When he got downstairs, the young man came to his senses when he saw that the corridor was full of people: "What happened? Uncle, what happened? Why are so many people here?"

Scarpary curled his lips: "You can still sleep after such a big thing happened this morning? You are really like a pig! Idiot! What happened to the guests in this house last night?"

He pointed to the wide open door of the guest room. The young man named Geerrick was shocked when he saw the blood on the floor inside: "What's going on? Is there a fight?"

The young town guard laughed and said: "It's murder. Last night's guest was killed here. You were the last person who saw him last night. Was it you who killed him? After all, you don't have much money. It just so happens that all the valuables of the murdered businessman are gone.”

The young man was frightened: "How is it possible! You fart, how could I kill someone! Uncle, they wronged me! You know, usually nothing happens in the early morning, so I go back upstairs to sleep, and I don't know these things at all. .”

Then he said something: "Besides, the girl under Zhenfentou was also in the house at that time. When I poured hot water into the bathtub, the two of them were lying on the bed. There were other people in the house! "

Kil looked at the two guards and said, "Powdered head? Who is he?"

The young man glanced nervously at his uncle, the tavern owner Scar Parry, who had a look of disgust on his face, but didn't say anything.

Kil's face turned cold. He raised his chin to the other two guards and motioned for them to take the tavern boy to the empty guest room next to him for questioning.

When the strong guard pulled the young man to the side, Scar Pari stood up and said, "Let go! He is my buddy and my relative. What do you want to do?"

Kil stood in front of Pari, preventing him from moving: "I'm not doing anything, I'm just asking questions. Also, do you know who the pink head is talking about? Can you explain to me how this man let his girl be in the tavern?" Did he have a relationship with the murdered businessman Shillong?"

"I said it's none of my business. Anyone can come to my tavern if it's open for business. I don't care what they do!"

"Then you know?" Keir insisted.

"Whether you know it or not is none of your business! Let go!" Scarpary waved his hand, but could not get rid of Kil's hand holding his arm.

Keir knew that this tough-talking guy wouldn't spit out anything if he didn't give this old guy a good look. But beating a dog depends on the intention of the owner on the ground, so Kil turned his head and looked at Mr. Pavey next to him: "Is it okay if I ask him a few words?"

Mr. Pavey just leaned against the wooden wall and smiled slightly, with a very ambiguous attitude: "If you just ask a few words, I will still give you this face."

"Master Pawei! Don't you like to drink my spirits? I have a lot more here, I'll send them to you!" Scar Pari still wanted to have a relationship at this time.

"Oh, don't you even use the honorific? So this is my status with you?"

"No, no, no, you." He wanted to say something else, but Kil pushed his back and pushed Scarparry directly into the dead man's guest room.

boom!

The wooden door was closed by Keir with his feet.

Outside the door, Mr. Pavey said to the baron's guards who had been standing still and did not interrupt: "I've given you face. I hope you can avoid causing more trouble and resolve this matter as soon as possible. I have activities at home in the evening." Woolen cloth."

Lubis said politely: "If possible, we hope to handle it as soon as possible. Thank you for your help."

"Hey, after all, I didn't do anything, so I can't say I helped." Pawei waved his hand: "I heard that Scar Pari was a famous horseback rider nearby when he was young. He was not a good person. It was also after he couldn't do it anymore. He just opened a tavern with the money he saved from doing bad things. Although the drinks are very strong and popular, there are always some unclean people hanging around his place."

He snorted: "Huh, something will happen after all. No, in other words, something will happen all the time, but those people don't have enough confidence to check it out."

The businessman next to him, Mr. Ouluobi, was so frightened that he kept wiping the cold sweat on his head with a handkerchief. He did not expect that the pub where he drank with his companions last night was so dangerous.

He regretted a little, whether he had been too careless following Baron Kendall's army these days, and had lost all his usual vigilance.

"Mr. Pawei, why don't you take care of this place and just let them do whatever they want?" the businessman complained softly to Pawei.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Pavey shrugged indifferently: "This place is not my responsibility. Besides, the money for street security cannot be handed over to me."

He added: "Whoever takes the money but doesn't do anything, that's whose problem it is, hehe."

Next to him, the clerk was hesitating whether to listen to the two guards questioning the tavern clerk or to listen to the confrontation between Keir and the tavern owner.

In the end, he did not dare to go directly into the guest room next to him, so he had to lie down by the wooden door and put his ear against the wooden door to listen to what Keir was doing.

-

Keir is beating up Scarpary.

Although Scarparry was an expert at riding horses on the grassland when he was young, he is old after all. After taking over from the horse bandits in recent years, he has not touched anyone in running the tavern for a long time.

Even though he was quite fat, Kil was currently wearing a full set of hard cowhide armor. Even without a helmet, it was not something Scar Parry could handle with his bare hands.

Scarparry knew that he was carrying a self-defense dagger on his waist, but the young man opposite him, who was not a martial artist, had a luminous sword on his waist that was easy to see only in an environment without natural light.

He swallowed and had no choice but to use his fists to engage in an unfair fist match with Kiel.

Kil stood still and allowed the opponent to punch him in the chest without shaking his body.

On the contrary, Scar Parry's fist was scratched in the collision, and blood flowed freely.

"Damn it! You little scoundrel!" Scar Parry screamed, but Keel just punched back. Scar Parry, who had already passed middle age, shrank to the ground after receiving several consecutive punches from Keel. .

Keir sneered: "I thought your place was a serious tavern. Fortunately, I'm quite looking forward to the famous spirits in your tavern."

"If you're a man, drag your armor with me to the street for a one-on-one fight!"

Seeing that Scar Pari was still arrogant, Kil said without mercy: "Stop saying such unrealistic words. You are already old and are no match for me. Also, don't talk about what you were like when you were young. You can’t beat me either.”

After saying that, Keir stretched out his hand to pull Scar Pari up from the ground: "The scars all over his body look deceptive, did you cut them yourself?"

"You little beast! How dare you insult me!" A fist was waved.

But Kiel just stretched out his hand to hold the opponent's punch: "That's it? Forget it. We people are not here to cause trouble. On the contrary, we are here to quell the trouble because we are in trouble."

"Yeah, the problem is that the trouble is not caused by me."

"Not yours?"

"Damn it! I used to be somewhat famous in this area, but that's all in the past. Listen, I'm old. I can't kill people or ride horses. I'll give the lord a sum of money so he won't hold him accountable. After what I did before, I have been running this tavern with all my heart!”

"Manage with care? Did you make a mistake?"

Keir narrowed his eyes, a little angry.

"A businessman from out of town came to your place for a drink. When he came over this morning, he was dead. Are you telling me that he was doing business with care? Huh?"

Scarpary coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well, some of my friends are actually 'running' this tavern with me. I open the tavern, and they find some poor girls to eat on the second floor of the tavern."

Keir said nothing and continued to listen to him.

"Listen, I know they have dirty hands and feet, and they like to take advantage of my guests' drunkenness to take more money from their wallets, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. @#@, even a few women I can’t control it.”

Keir reminded: "Is it possible, as you said, that someone was caught stealing money from a drunken guest? Then he got into a struggle and was finally killed?"

Scar Pari let out a heavy breath: "What else could it be? This kind of thing has happened everywhere. I am really unlucky. How could I meet you guys?" He muttered in a low voice: "It seems that in the future We can’t do this anymore when there are big forces crossing the border, we have to take care of them.”

But Kil pursed his lips, and he felt something was wrong.

He remembered the two fatal wounds he found on the victim's body when he was checking the victim's body outside the town: the stabbing in the chest, which avoided the obstruction of the sternum and ribs, and the weapon used was not a dagger type used by ordinary people.

This is not consistent with today's situation.

Even if the second floor of the tavern has always been engaged in flesh-and-blood business, even if the girls who do it will secretly take more money while the guests are drunk, even if they will be discovered and start a fight.

But the problem is, a thin woman who is not dominant in physical strength and body shape, and a strong woman will not do such a thing, how did she use a special dagger in the scuffle to make two quick and clear blows to become taller? Where is the merchant Shillong?

But there was no need for Kil to tell Scar Parry this question. He instead asked about the fat man who was partnering with Parry.

"He was a smooth-talking guy who looked unreliable. But I worked with that guy once before, and unexpectedly found that he was actually very reliable. So when I opened the tavern, the guy came to the door and said He wants to partner with me, I will run the tavern, and he will help find some girls to open another money-making project in the guest room on the second floor of the tavern."

"I didn't think much about it at the time, so I agreed. It has indeed been running very well since then. Even if the girls under him were not very clean, I took care of everything." Speaking of this, Scar Pari spat.

"I didn't expect this result. It seems that he only has that much control over his subordinates. In the end, I have always been responsible for the trouble. It's really a good calculation. Hey, he didn't give me any more coins."

Keir glared at the other person: "Honestly, where should I find this guy? What's his name? What's his nickname?"

"Algae Head, this is his nickname. Who knows if it's true, but he asked everyone to call him Parian Videl." Scar Pari sneered: "Videl can also be used by him. Last name. It’s so funny.”

Seeing that Geir didn't understand, Scarparry explained: "The ruler of our Western Province, the Earl, is named Videl. Hey, a guy like mud. Everyone has long been unhappy with this guy. He especially likes to be in this kind of place." The place takes advantage.”

Keir paid no mind to such things: "Where shall I find him?"

"Found it? Something happened, so you ran away early, okay? Algae head, I think it's more appropriate to call him four legs."

"Four legs?" Kil was a little confused.

Scar Pari smiled obscenely: "Don't all men have three legs? He runs fast because his parents gave him an extra leg. Haha."

"Haha." Kil laughed dryly: "Don't worry about whether he runs away or not, just provide him with a place to live."

"Okay, okay, you've asked me three times."

"Then answer me."

"In addition to cooperating with me, he also runs a red house. On the street next door, there is a red house called Shoe Dropped Red House. It is not large in scale and cannot compete with the other ones in the town. He can think of some crooked tricks in a tavern like ours. Bah, I believe his evil deeds."

After getting the information he wanted, Keir no longer cared about Scar Parry, opened the door and walked out.

On the other side, the other two guards asked questions faster than Kil. When Kil came out, they were already waiting.

"How about it?"

The Zambirus guard shook his head: "This guy only saw the businessman calling a girl from the rosy man at the top of the stairs, and there were only one or two girls sleeping in the room at the top of the stairs on the third floor every night. The businessman was drunk first. I want a big house, and then I want hot water for bathing.”

"When the man boiled the water and carried it up, the businessman was on the bed in the room with a girl. He had seen that situation too many times and didn't care. Nothing happened at the time, so he just went back and forth in the bathtub. I poured hot water several times. Then I received a few copper coins and left."

But then, Zambirus looked serious: "But this young man was responsible for night work, so he didn't sleep until the early morning. So in the middle of the night, he heard a woman's scream from the house where the businessman was. But. He didn't care."

Kil looked at the young man who was a few years older than him. The guy chuckled and scratched his head. Apparently he knew that screams in the room were common, so he didn't care and didn't think of other directions.

"Do you remember when that was?"

"How can I remember it clearly? I'm always in a daze at night. Besides, who would remember this? It happens every night. It's annoying to death."

Scar Pari was furious: "You bastard, you're of no use, go back home!"

But the young man was not afraid at all: "What nonsense are you talking about?" He rolled his eyes: "Who else is willing to help you work at night except me? Why can't others do it? Don't you have to rely on your family in the pub at night? I'm leaving , several other brothers will also leave."

Scar Pari was also very angry: "Whether you want to leave or not, go home and herd the sheep as soon as possible."

Keir and others will discuss it and compile all the information.

Everyone finally decided to go as soon as possible to see if the algae-headed Parian was still in the town at this time. If he was, they would arrest him directly. It turned out that the other party had protected his subordinates who might have committed the murder, and until now, he has not been arrested. To show up is to cover up. Secondly, Mr. Pavey also found out that this guy had been letting his men steal the money of the merchants, taking advantage of them when they were drunk.

Although it was only Scarpari's confession, it was already considered a crime.

It's fine if you don't know, but if you know, you will definitely be arrested. After all, Sage Town is a town that relies on trade routes to maintain its economy and scale. This harm to the merchants who come and go is obviously harmful to the interests of the local lords.

Before leaving, Kil told Scarparry not to let anyone go to the dead person's house, but to wait until the matter was over to sort it out.

"Okay, okay, if you catch someone, remember to give him a few hard blows like you did just now. ##@, you're going to hurt me."

Kil and his party quickly went downstairs, met with the town soldiers outside the tavern, and walked directly towards the algae head Parian's shop.

-

From the window of an empty room on the second floor of the tavern that could see the street, Scarparry rubbed his chest, then spat blood on the ground.

"Uncle, why are you vomiting on the ground? It will be very troublesome for us to clean up."

The clerk complained and looked up at his relative boss, but was immediately startled because the boss, who usually looked scary, was even more scary now.

That face full of flesh was full of cruelty.

"You little grass rat, you think I'm easy to bully, don't you? If I don't look good to you, I won't be able to do anything when I get old, right?"

"Algae Head? Or is it the Yisi Blade Head Gang?"