Marceau took a deep breath. The change in the mission was unexpected for the cat, but even extraordinary beings like Ella von Lackham appeared in person, and he also gave a prompt in the task content. I think this is a task that uses brains better than knifes. Players need to play themselves to complete this task that seems almost impossible to complete. △￠

Thinking of this, Marceau recalled the situation he asked about in the blacksmith shop before - the city guards were a forbidden area, a slum area with monsters and monsters, and the house outside the city that seemed to be haunted.

There is a big weird thing about this. Cats have never been close to the City Guards in their previous life. This is the first time I heard that they were going to be killed directly because they were approaching the City Guards. As for the slums... Although the slums are indeed the source of chaos, according to their words, more than a few people have disappeared from the slums. It is the first time that this large-scale kidnapping has been seen in the slums.

As for the last haunted house, of course, there is no real ghost in this house, because the grassland elves priests in the Anonymous Hall in Sakalam will never let a haunted house exist under their noses. In other words, this house will definitely not be really haunted, it may be some... a den of thieves or something else.

It would be fine if it was a thief's den, at least these thieves seemed to have nothing to do with this mission. I was afraid that this house was the last node of the life journey of the unlucky guys who were kidnapped and were about to go to the altar. From the content of the mission, the city lord of Sakalam may have been degenerated for decades. Obviously, the kidnapping incidents could not be handled by this person. Since the city lord is not the kind of otaku who likes to enjoy the rest of his family but the kind of guy who likes to open a party and is determined to make a big news, the friend who can attract him as a "confidant" is probably a cultist.

These guys who believed in the evil gods were sacrifices and exploiting merchants. Obviously, they were not creating an infinitely bright and happy future for innocent and goodness, so the house was like a dragon, a tiger's den. Without any chance, Marceau swore that he would be far away from it.

After such a sorting, in Marceau's eyes, the line of the city guards was completely ruined. It would be better to expect the chance of a kind person among the city guards. The Lord of Sakalam suddenly discovered his conscience and changed his mind.

After two steps, Marceau turned into a painting supplies store: "Do you have a map?"

"You've found the right place, kitten, I have a map of the entire Barcelona." The female store manager sitting in the store took out a roll of paper map from the cabinet behind him: "Two gold coins."

"Is there a map of Sakalam?" Marceau asked curiously. The female store manager looked at the cat, perhaps because she couldn't feel the cat's malice. She shook her head: "Foreigner, Sakalam's map will not be sold to you unless the Sakalam group recognizes your identity."

"So that's it, what about paper and carbon pens."

"A group of gold coins."

Marceau layed twenty gold coins on the counter without saying a word: "Give me another fifteen rolls of paper and the same number of carbon pens, and the easel priced at three gold coins and the drawing board for two gold coins."

"No problem, you are such a generous guest."

The money was handed in one hand and the goods were delivered in the other hand, and the transaction was always pleasant. After taking the things, Marceau did not go back to find Yang, but used a carrier pigeon to explain that he was doing the task. At the same time, he reminded the girls to find out that there seemed to be some problems in the nearest public security in Barcelona, ​​and he should also travel with him when he was going out. Never leave the hotel at night.

Soon, Yang's direct virtual communication came over and the conversation was connected. After Marceau asked the girl to confirm that she had started the private communication, she put her mission (of course, no mention of the Assassin Alliance, after all, the cat is chaotic and kind. Yang is orderly and kind. Such words that can make the girl lose the camp value as soon as she opens her mouth can be said without saying it.) As soon as she said it in front of the camera on the screen, Yang immediately frowned: "Uncle Liu said he wanted to invite us to Sakalam to play. What do you think we should do?"

"Tell him, we'll go play tomorrow. It's better to find an opportunity to ride a griffin. I need to circle around Sakalam, take a video and make a floor plan of Sakalam."

"This is OK, I will help you... Marceau, are you saying it true?" Yang hesitated for a moment, and then asked on the screen.

"It's definitely not fake, Yang, have I deceived you?" Marceau asked back at Yang on the screen.

"No, I believe Marceau will never lie to me, but Uncle Liu, does he know?" Yang's face on the screen was full of anxiety and embarrassment. After she said this, Marceau was silent.

Yes, Uncle Liu, who was once unknown, suddenly started to make a lot of money in the third year of the game. He bought the ring for the beautiful big sister at the wedding. It was definitely not something that Uncle Liu could afford... Marceau pursed his mouth.

If Uncle Liu is really related to this matter, what should Masou do and what can he do? What should he do when justice composed of zero and one in his eyes conflicts with the happiness of others in reality?

"Masce, I think Uncle Liu is not that kind of person." Yang's voice sounded in Marsce's ears. The cat raised his head looked at Yang on the screen. The smile on the latter's face was full of truth: "Since being sensible, Uncle Liu in my eyes is the kind of good person who hates evil. I have always believed in Uncle Liu. Kemaso, you are the person I would rather trust, so I will never go stupidly ask Uncle Liu...Masce, just do it. If things really ruined to that point, Marsce, I remember what you said, everyone has to pay the price for his own choice, so do it boldly and don't worry about anything."

"Well... Yang, thank you." Marceau smiled at the girl on the screen.

"Don't thank me, I can't accept this possibility. If you can confirm that Uncle Liu is indeed not involved in these things, it is also a good thing for Uncle Liu... isn't it?" Speaking of this, Yang's left finger gently tapped on the screen: "Masce, protect yourself and have a good rest at the hotel on the coordinates I gave you tonight. I'll contact Uncle Liu now. If it goes well, we will be able to enter Sakalam tomorrow."

"Okay, let me tell you to pay attention to the situation around the hotel, it is best to be prepared." Marceau finally explained the safety issue.

"Well, I will ask everyone to arrange safety police measures, Marceau, you should be careful." Yang nodded vigorously and said that he had heard it.

"Don't worry, Yang." After closing the communication, Marceau turned around and walked towards the City Guards in the north of the city. The cat was preparing to take a picture of the building appearance of the City Guards in the city to prepare for the next step of infiltration. The reason for infiltration was to inquire about it was entirely because Marceau wanted to confirm whether there was any content of evil worship in the City Guards. If the city lord was determined to obtain eternity, then gaining faith was the first step he had to do, and when it comes to how to gain faith.

An evil idol, a group of evil believers, and an evil place, these three points are indispensable.

Of course, some people may say that even if you find such a place in the city guards, it is impossible to directly nail the city lord as evidence - after all, it is very likely that the idol will not be his own appearance, so you must collect other evidence. That's right, but Marceau has to say that evidence is evidence after all, and an evil altar may be insignificant in terms of evidence, but it is indispensable in the chain of evidence.

When he came to the city guard station in the north of the city, he looked at the three-story large stone building located on the edge of the town. Marceau opened the video and began to circle around, while holding the easel to a high hill in the north of the town.

Putting down the easel, putting on the drawing board, and putting the white paper on the drawing board, Marceau glanced at the group of city guards walking over, and nodded at him with a smile.

"What are you doing, a foreigner." asked the city guards who led the lead.

"Barcelainca is so beautiful during the day, I want to paint a portrait of this beautiful town." Marceau replied, pointing to the city in front of him.

The city guard turned around and looked at the city, nodded with a smile: "Then we won't bother you."

Seeing these city guards leave, Marceau sniffed the smell in the air. Unexpectedly, there was no odor at all. This should prove that these guys and the city lord are not demons or devils' accomplices - after all, the smell of these bed bugs on the lower plane cannot be cleaned no matter how hard they are to wash them. It seems that the city lord is at least a guy who is "cleansing".
Chapter completed!