"Ah, that's good. I've been waiting here for more than an hour. I thought you would turn into a dragon." Muliuxi, who had been waiting by the side, looked a little disappointed, "Let's go, take advantage of the opportunity."
The effect of the blessed elixir has not ended yet, I will take you to the Crow Society and you should be able to get what you want."
The Crow Society, a group composed of spies, assassins, and evil merchants who sell legends and knowledge, is hidden in the cities along the Drimbier River. The world knows that they are ambitious and greedy, but they have to cooperate with them.
Even the Holy Coin Cult and the Zhentarim are unable to eradicate these parasitic blood-sucking insects from their bodies.
The only way to enter Helena's banquet this time is to seek the help of these rats, and as a senior thief, Kiriuki naturally knows the way.
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"An hour and a quarter, boy, not bad!"
Sherlock, who was about to follow Mu Liuxi out of the tavern, suddenly stopped, then stepped back and leaned on the bar, spilling a handful of gold coins on the table: "Miru, I can buy you a glass of starlight wine.
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"Of course, but 100 gold coins can..." Before Mirulu could finish speaking, he was hugged by the half-elf in front of him.
"It should be enough after the discount." After whispering in the other party's ear, Sherlock quickly pulled Muliuxi and ran out.
"Guard..." Mirlu, who stayed in the tavern, did not continue to call the guard, but muttered: "It's strange that these adventurers can't come into contact with me so easily. However, I always feel that he is different from before.
What exactly is the difference?"
On the street, Mu Liuxi, who had the same question, asked directly: "Lao Xia, can't you tell? You are so cowardly that you even dare to tease NPCs, not counting evading orders."
As they thought, the rights of female NPCs in the Forgotten Kingdom are the same as those of female players. It is almost impossible to have close contact with each other without enough favorability. Behavior like Sherlock just now would normally be
The fate of Guan Xiaoheiwu.
"I don't know, maybe it's the effect of the Felixir. I can't even understand my current state." At this moment, his mental state was extremely excited, and his actions just now were completely unconscious behaviors controlled by intuition.
Sherlock could only attribute the reason to the Felicity Potion. The effect of this potion is by no means as simple as described above.
In what form does such an ethereal thing as luck exist? It can naturally be reflected in probability in games, but are other aspects really not affected by it?
If you dig deeper, Sherlock's experience can explain a lot of problems, but now, both he and Mu Liuxi are used to thinking with their bodies. It is really difficult for them to study this kind of thing.
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The outlets of intelligence organizations like the Crow Society are usually hidden in the alleys of the city, and even the native residents there are many people who have never heard of them in their entire lives.
Without Muliuxi's guidance, he would have been hard-pressed to find this inconspicuous corner in this dirty backstreet, as well as the human thieves huddled in the corner.
Sherlock originally thought that it would take a fierce verbal battle to get the necessary information, but the actual process went smoothly as expected. Part of this was probably due to luck, and the rest was due to the fairness and fairness of the Crow Association.
Another overbearing trading method.
Their logistics staff will set a level for all intelligence to distinguish their respective values. Then during the transaction, the seller in charge can ask for corresponding remuneration based on the questions raised by the subject. The price is fair, honest, and will not be deceived.
Counteroffer.
After spending nearly 1,000 gold coins, Sherlock finally got detailed information about the banquet. This time Helena invited a large number of adventurers, that is, players.
The invitees are either the heads of big guilds or some big businessmen. If you want to pass through this channel, you must reach the level of a second-rate guild vice president or profiteer Pompeii.
The second one is that money clears the way. An invitation letter from the Temple of Wealth has a clear price tag of 100,000.
Finally, if your reputation is high enough, no matter where your reputation is, as long as you can reach worship, you will be among the invited ranks.
"It seems that our half-elf friend does not meet the above three conditions, but our Crow Society will never let customers down." After saying that, the information dealer Thacker took out a golden letter, "Just help me
Do a small thing and this invitation will be yours."
The other party said it was a trivial matter, but something worth 100,000 gold coins couldn't be too trivial. As for the source of the invitation, Sherlock certainly didn't ask much. It couldn't have been obtained through formal channels anyway.
"Tell me about it."
"One of our brothers had an accident on the road and is now trapped in a ruins with a group of traveling merchants. I hope you can rescue him."
Thacker's descriptions were always vague. He was not told exactly what the accident was, why he was trapped, or even the name and appearance of the target person. This made the task more difficult in disguise.
"I hope your brother can hold on until my arrival." Although this task came out of nowhere, Sherlock still took it decisively. The invitation letter was on the one hand, and places like ancient tombs are often linked to treasures.
of.
They were some traveling businessmen, probably not a group of tomb robbers. After asking the NPC for the approximate location of the ruins, Sherlock left the alley.
"Goodbye, Lao Xia. Let's have a drink after I finish this commission." Mu Liuxi wanted to go to the Supreme Wasteland in the south, while he wanted to search in the direction of Locke Town. The two sides were on different roads.
After leaving Noisy Water City and flying according to the direction on the map for more than four hours, Sherlock finally arrived at the area where the ruins are located. According to Thacker, it is an underground ruins that can be reached through a secret hole on the surface.
to enter it.
There was no other way but to let Lan search the area like a carpet while he himself was flying at low altitude on the Thestral.
Three hours later, Sherlock successfully found a hidden cave entrance based on a pool of blood that had not yet completely dried up.
With the help of an expert's perception, he faintly saw two figures walking around the door, and couldn't help but feel a headache.
The opponent is covered by a cave, and outside the cave is an open grassland. In this case, it is difficult for him to launch a sneak attack, and if he chooses to kill by force, he is likely to alert the enemy.
In this kind of outdoor plot, if the mission fails, there is no chance to try again. If the target NPC dies, it will be useless even if he storms in.
There was no better way, so he could only squat outside and observe first.
