The Emerald Tower

At night, when the curfew started, even in the lower part of Vauban, there were only the footsteps of the patrolling guards and the sound of the ‘piping’ of the butter torches. 【First Release】

The noisy crowd has long since dispersed, and those shops have already closed.

After the lights were gone, the bright signs lost their luster in the black, just like the city of Vauban after a deep sleep.

However, some places have just come to life.

In the lower city of Vauban, in a tavern near the drain of the lower city, the lights are dim, but the basement is crowded with people.

Under the cover of the shadows, Dean quickly approached here.

Obviously, this is a gathering place for people walking in the shadows, collectively called the black market.

咚, 咚...

Dean stood in the shadows and looked at the door in front of him.

"Who!"

A hoarse voice rang behind the door, and at the same time, Dean noticed at least three lines of sight and began to appear on his body-the secret whistle, the power to guard the black market, is indispensable

"The crisp sound of Kimpton and the silver horn and copper!"

While talking, Dean stuffed the copper in his hand along the underground door.

Squeak...

A simple signal. After three coppers, the door in front of you opened. Dean in a cloak entered here without staying on the ground. Dean walked towards the basement in a familiar way—every black market has a layout. About the same, Dean, who has experienced dozens of black markets, is exactly like any regular customer.

What's more, he came here not long ago.

And looking at Dean's appearance. The tavern owner who opened the door. After making a gesture to the outside. Returned to the tavern and closed the door again.

Undoubtedly, apart from the identity of the tavern owner, his vigilance is more like a guard.

In fact, the same is true.

Basically every black market will have such a guard: the identity of the face, and the identity of the secret.

Squeak, squeak...

The slightly old stairs made such a noise, as if it were a knock on the door, making the people who stayed down and out of sight. Started to scan the entrance.

However, when they saw Dean walking in, they all lost interest.

These people walking in the shadows are absolutely venomous. They can see who is the fat sheep and who is the veteran.

Undoubtedly, in Dean's body they saw the breath of fellow men.

Even more dangerous.

That kind of unconcealed coldness made these people understand that this is definitely not an annoying guy.

So, it is natural. What should they continue to do.

Exchange messages and sell items. Post task...

Only in the space of less than ten tables, they started and finished one by one.

Dean glanced at these ten tables. He did not stop, but went to the innermost position-there is a bar here with some wine barrels on it. In addition to these wine barrels, there are some birdcage.

There are pigeons and others.

For example: Falcon.

"Guest do you have any needs?"

The person in charge of the counter greeted Dean with great enthusiasm, just like the waiter in the restaurant during the day. Of course, it would be better if the knife in his hand could be put down.

And Dean didn't pay attention to the other party at all, he took out a letter written in secret and branded with lacquer, and placed it in the cage of the falcon.

"Clarion Town, Long Lang? Well, that's a cunning, stingy guy!"

Seeing the title of the book on the envelope, the waiter put down the short knife in his hand. No doubt, Dean can be completely reduced to a non-dangerous person.

After all, Ryulang himself is a black market businessman and has a considerable reputation.

A guy who has a relationship with such a person can naturally be regarded as his own.

Ding, ding, ding!

With three crisp sounds, three Kimptons gleaming with golden light appeared on the table.

"Two days! It only takes two days. I guarantee that Ryulang can receive your letter, distinguished guest!" After seeing Kimpton, the waiter's tone changed, not only gave a guarantee, but also took A piece of kraft paper was out and handed to Dean: "Guest, I think you need a price list-of course, we don't need a handling fee here!"

The waiter was joking.

Obviously, Ryulang's way of collecting money has made these black market merchants talk about it, but they can't learn it; it's not that they don't want it, but that they can't get the ‘exclusive goods’ that Longlang can get.

Dean knew this well.

Therefore, Dean does not have any desire to buy for the waiter’s recommendation. What's more, he only read this item list not long ago-Dean only glanced at the brown paper to confirm. The other party does not have any new goods.

Therefore, Dean had the meaning of leaving.

After all, his purpose of coming here has been accomplished.

As for Dean's purpose here?

Naturally it is to deliver the letter.

His ‘knight baptism’ needs the help of the black market merchant, and he needs the help of the other party to collect some medicinal materials.

Similarly, the ‘smuggling channel’ requires cooperation with the other party.

Although it is not yet the time agreed by the two parties, Dean understands that if he has money to make money, Ryulang will never mind.

As for other channels of delivery?

Rely on bards and caravans?

Friends, believe me, those channels will definitely not be safer and faster than here. Of course, if you have a special **** by the Marquis of Vauban's scout guard, then it's another story.

In fact, the communication between the black market is the fastest and safest in the four northern counties, and even the entire Emerald Kingdom-those special falcons domesticated in the black market can make you at the northernmost part of the Emerald Kingdom. Received the most southern news in just one week; if it was a war horse, it would take more than fifty days.

Of course, this naturally has a premise.

the first. You need to pay a lot of money.

second. Your recipient. Must be familiar with the black market.

At least, he has to know some talents who walk in the shadows.

Otherwise...Official and private formal channels are your choice.

"Guest, wait... Maybe you need some special news?"

Looking at Dean who stood up, the waiter said repeatedly-undoubtedly the Kimpton that Dean threw before, at this time, played a key role.

Any participant in the black market does not want to earn more Kimpton.

and so. Sometimes, some small tricks are inevitable.

And after knowing that this might be a small trick played by the other party, Dean would naturally not be fooled, just like in those restaurants, in order to sell out today’s food, they would often say to some customers, “Look, I have a large portion here. , Enough food for two people, and you only need to pay one and a half people, you can buy it'normally.

"Guest, it's news about the Marquis Vauban auction!"

Watching Dean turn around without hesitation. The waiter gritted his teeth and said some key words in a low voice.

"The auction of the Marquis of Vauban?"

Dean stopped. Turned around and looked at each other.

"of course!"

Seeing Dean stopped, the waiter laughed—obviously, he saw Kimpton beckoning to him.

"It's better not to be some boring news... Otherwise, you will regret what you have done at the moment!"

Dean, who knows the rules very well, took out a Kimpton and placed it on the table without any extra moves.

"Absolutely not-you would think it is worth the money... Someone is eyeing the private auction of the Marquis of Vauban, and they are organizing the staff and giving a very generous reward... I think you can join the guests. , After all, you look very capable!" The waiter complimented Dean, then took out a slightly neat kraft paper, handed it an address and handed it to Dean, saying, "If you are interested, Please go here!"

"The identity of the other party?"

Dean didn't take the kraft paper with the address in the first place, but put another Kimpton on the table.

"I, I can't be sure..."

The waiter kept talking, but when he looked at Kimpton, he clearly told Dean what the other party was thinking.

Another Kimpton appeared on the table.

"It's the thieves' guild of Vauban, and some mercenaries from other counties. It seems that there is something extraordinary at this auction of the Marquis of Vauban..."

While talking, the waiter stretched out his hand to the two Kimptons.

However, Dean held that hand for the first time.

After the waiter tried twice without breaking free, he began to look at Dean innocently.

"more specific!"

After Dean disguised, his gloomy voice showed his anger after being teased-obviously, the Thieves Guild would definitely be involved in such a thing.

In fact, if the thieves’ union does not appear, it is abnormal.

As for those mercenaries?

For Kimpton, they obviously did not care about life and death.

Therefore, the information given in the following discourse is obviously nonsense.

And Dean will never let others fool him like this.

"Also, and... The Brotherhood seems to be involved too-I'm not sure about this news!"

The waiter added, and then, the moment Dean released his palm, he fished the two Kimptons on the table into his pocket.

"fraternity……"

Dean narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Dean is really familiar with this organization-although he has a seemingly beautiful name like'brothers', he is completely an assassin and killer organization~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the Emerald Kingdom, more than 70% The assassination is related to this organization.

They are even present in Gaosai and Xiti.

As long as they are given the marked price, they will take over even the assassination mission of a king of a country-for example: the king of Xiti, the price is 10 million Kimpton.

Although it seems to be a sky-high price, the ‘Brotherhood’ dared to mark it shows their attitude.

According to Dean's knowledge, the King Siti had sent people to encircle the ‘Brotherhood’ more than once after he learned the news; however, they all returned without success.

As for why Dean knows so clearly?

Because, in the previous life, the place where the old thieves trained him was a branch of the ‘Brotherhood’.

ps second more~ (to be continued...)