The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Sigmund simply looked through the information here. The information here is much more detailed than that mentioned in Ram's statement. Although the specific origin of this guy cannot be found, it can be seen from the information.

Many large and small cases in Liam City seem to be inextricably related to him. This guy has a wide range of friends, and his friends are all over the bottom and upper class.

It can be regarded as a real black and white take-all.

He should be one of the most powerful brokers in Liam City, buying and selling information, and distributing goods on the black market...

After reading it, Sigmund put the information aside.

"No matter what you plan to do, don't be impulsive. I know that Gildo you know is very mysterious, and seems to work in a secret agency in the government."

"But this Joachim... that's a troublesome fellow."

"About the house... You can live here temporarily, as we have agreed before. As for the rent, you can wait a little longer."

"Thank you, Rebecca." Sigmund nodded.

"Joachim left the city of Liam two days ago. It is said that he went to Doré. Now is the right season. Most people who go to Dorre during this period will go to Glaris, the city of perfume."

"The demand for perfume has been increasing in recent years, and it seems that Joachim is also planning to intervene in this violent industry."

Rebecca seemed to have an instinct for business, which seemed normal to Sigmund because he had the information onslaught of the Internet age.

But for people of this era, especially women, many of Rebecca's common insights seem so extraordinary.

"By the way, do you have time after dinner?"

Rebecca asked, "It takes a long time to rent a carriage. If it's convenient, can you take me to the trade area on Cross Street?"

"no problem."

Sigmund nodded.

Lawrence went somewhere and has not been seen.

Although Rebecca's apartment had a separate kitchen, Sigmund didn't dare to try the things she made.

The three of them had a simple dinner at the restaurant on the corner of the street. When paying the bill, Sigmund secretly felt heartbroken, and had to put kitchen management on the agenda.

After dinner, he sent Ashley back to the room, and Sigmund drove the carriage with Rebecca to Cross Street.

It is a trading gathering place not far from Elm Street, but unlike the chaos of Grocery Street, Cross Street has good law and order and serves mostly middle class and businessmen, so there is no need to worry about safety even in the evening.

On the streets paved with bluestone, there are black street lamps standing on both sides of the road. When the sky gets dark, some lantern bearers come to light the lamps.

What burns in the street lamp is a special kind of whale oil. Sigmund doesn't know much about this fuel. It is pure and high-energy, almost equivalent to the bio-oil of another world.

In fact, many port cities have gathered a large number of whaling teams. These ships go to sea every time for more than three months, but if they are lucky, the whale oil brought back is enough for them to squander for a whole year.

But this thing can only be seen in rich neighborhoods. As for those poor places, let alone whale oil, they can't even afford kerosene lamps full of impurities.

"Are you going to a party?"

Seeing Rebecca's hesitant look, Sigmund asked casually.

"I'm going to visit a lady, so I plan to choose a suitable gift for her."

"oh."

Sigmund nodded. He didn't have any experience in giving gifts to women. After all, he used to be always cheated by others.

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Rebecca asked suddenly.

"The time I worked at Todd Law Firm made me understand a lot. Although I work hard and professionally, because I am a woman, I can often only be assigned some marginal cases."

Before Sigmund could answer, Rebecca continued, "For example, Lawrence's case, in the eyes of everyone, is a case that must be lost. No one is willing to accept it, and it was finally assigned to me. "

"So I plan to leave my current place and set up my own law firm after I go out. If I don't consider the financial issues, I can definitely help more vulnerable women and children."

Hearing this, Sigmund was in awe. This is an independent woman with self-seeking, compassionate and willing to help the weak.

Sigmund was unable to do similar things, but this did not prevent him from respecting such a good person who could uphold justice and be impartial.

"But I don't have enough qualifications and contacts, so I need to get the support of some big people, and Mrs. Galar, who I am visiting now, is the best choice."

"She was born noble, and her husband was also in a high position and had a strong influence in the upper class. More importantly, when she was young, Mrs. Gallard was also full of ideals and was willing to help women like me."

"If it wasn't for a case a few months ago, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to meet her. She just came here for vacation, to accompany her grandson in Liam City..."

Rebecca sighed.

There are a lot of goods on the cross street, but Rebecca can't find a satisfactory gift.

"If it's an old lady, you can consider starting from other people when choosing gifts. After all, as her, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a gift that surprises her here."

"It's better to please other people instead."

"Like... children."

"Children!" Rebecca's eyes lit up.

"You're so right, let me think about it, stop, it's here!" Rebecca happily jumped out of the car and stood in front of a doll shop.

"Thank you Sigmund, you have done me a great favor, don't wait for me, you can go back first, the rental carriage here is very convenient."

Rebecca waved goodbye. Before she left, she suddenly thought of something, "As a gentleman, never use an old lady to describe a lady."

Sigmund's reminder made Rebecca Mossey suddenly realize. With the soft ringing of the copper bell, she pushed open the door of the doll's house, and then said her reason for coming.

"Lucky customer, a pair of extremely lifelike dolls have just entered our store, and they are twins that are rare."

The salesperson described it exaggeratedly.

"I promise, no matter which child, just one glance will fall in love with them immediately!"

On the other side, seeing Rebecca walk into the toy store, Sigmund raised his whip.

This carriage is really convenient to operate, but for reward, Sigmund can no longer keep the carriage by his side.

He asked Rebecca to help him collect Joachim's information, originally planning to find an excuse to disguise his identity and sell the carriage to him.

Then cancel the call.

The minimum market price for an ordinary carriage is 200 gold pounds. It is quite pleasant to prostitute Joachim in this way.

The current method does not work, but Sigmund does not intend to continue to delay, he decided to cancel the summoning after returning, and let the carriage enter a new round of timing cycle.

Passing through the crowded road, just as Sigmund was about to speed up to leave, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed a perfume shop on the corner of the street.