Jason would never forget how Taniel appeared in front of him.
Taniel came here for the material of those monsters.
So……
Who told Taniel this?
If the other party is not very smart, it is impossible to actively collect information.
Someone must have 'accidentally' let Taniel know all this, and made Taniel think he knew it.
It is not difficult to do this.
This is especially true when meeting someone with Taniel's personality.
certainly!
It's also possible that Tanier was involved all along.
Everything before was just disguise.
And this is also the important purpose of Jason entering the tent.
He needed to confirm whether Taniel was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.
As for the previous series of words?
It's just the preparation for this moment.
"Is there anything wrong with Taniel?"
Jason looked at the old knight with both eyes and asked word by word.
Hearing such a question, the old jazz man looked very surprised.
"Didn't you give all the loot to Taniel?"
"Isn't that trusting him?"
The old knight was stunned for a moment and then asked.
"That's just that I trust his 'trading' ability, but it doesn't mean that I completely trust him as a person."
"But... getting along with him has affected my subjective judgment."
"So, I need a more objective evaluation."
Being cautious has always been Jason's way of survival.
He will not make a decision rashly.
Not to mention whether a person is good or bad.
After all, in some ways, talent is the most unpredictable.
"Tannier, um...how should I say it?"
"He is a very 'simple' young man who 'knows what he should do'."
"He should be able to rest assured."
The old knight said this about Taniel.
Facing the old knight's words, Jason couldn't help it anymore and couldn't help but translate the real explanation of the other party's words in his heart:
Rustic?
Does it mean simply using one's professional power to refine and sell panaceas?
Know what you should do?
Does it mean to live from your heart and never resist?
"Do not worry."
"I'll look into it again."
The old knight coughed twice and gave his assurance.
And that's what Jason wants!
He needs a local snake like Sir Sir to complete the detailed investigation.
After achieving his goal, Jason was ready to leave.
After all, he still has some unfinished business.
But before Jason could speak, the old knight's face suddenly turned serious.
The old knight said seriously:
"Something's changing at Lord's."
"Some are man-made, and some are coincidences."
"Maybe the coincidence is man-made."
"I can't tell yet."
"But...Jason, I don't think you should get involved."
The old jazz man called Jason's name directly without any more cover-up.
A flash of surprise flashed in Jason's eyes.
It wasn't that he was surprised that the old Jazz called out his name.
He already knew that he couldn't hide this.
What really surprised him was the old jazz's attitude.
friendly!
It can even be said that he is very friendly.
There is no hate without reason in the world, and there is no love without reason.
"Is it because of the good impression we left when we met before?"
"still……"
"That teacher of mine, 'Dan'?"
Jason didn't have any more information and couldn't make an accurate judgment.
Therefore, Jason would never say anything more because of the friendliness of the other party.
Not to mention saying things like, 'What happened at Lorde?' 'I'm involved' and 'I want to know the truth.'
Because, until now, Jason could not confirm the position of the old jazz in front of him.
According to the other party's performance, the other party should be a multi-faceted existence between the official 'mysterious side' and the wild 'mysterious side'. But what role the other party plays in this series of events, Jason has no way of knowing.
after all……
Friendliness can also be faked.
Therefore, Jason nodded, turned and left the tent.
Seeing Jason's back disappear behind the curtain, the preconceived old Jazz clearly misunderstood something and couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.
As expected, he is just as stubborn as that bastard Dan.
Should it be said that they are of the same origin?
Thinking of that old friend gave the old jazz a headache.
He couldn't say that his old friend had done something wrong.
only……
It's too direct.
At any time, there should be relaxation.
Thinking of this, the old knight turned to the shadow beside him and said:
"tell them."
"Don't go too far."
"Even if they have a contract, it doesn't mean they can do whatever they want!"
In the shadows, there was no answer.
There was only a breeze blowing.
…
Outside the tent, bids were heard one after another.
"3 gold grams!"
"3 gold grams and 1 silver gram!"
"3 gold grams, 2 silver grams!"
Jason glanced over and quickly locked onto the bidders, who seemed to be involved in some kind of competition, while Taniel, who was standing in front of the tent, was still fanning the flames.
However, Jason noticed it keenly.
Except for these few people, the remaining people had already discovered this and did not speak at all.
Moreover, even these people looked resentful.
"You really don't look very smart."
"There may be short-term benefits."
"But long term?"
"Almost none."
Shaking his head slightly in his heart, Jason stepped behind Taniel.
Suddenly, the resentment of the bidders disappeared.
After recovering from the excitement, it was only at this moment that they remembered that there was someone behind Taniel... Jason.
Taniel is nothing, a man who follows his heart.
But Jason...
Very difficult to mess with.
After Tanier auctioned off some trophies, the personal marks on these trophies confirmed the speculations of those present.
The fear of Jason deepened again.
Jason saw the change, but ignored it.
He wouldn't care about a group of strangers.
Jason patted Taniel's shoulder lightly and said
"I need some knowledge of the 'occult side'."
"No secret skills or rituals are needed, just some basic common sense."
“Best for beginners.”
"beginner?"
Taniel was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and answered with a clear attitude: "You want to accept Finch as an apprentice? He is an outstanding young man!"
"No problem, leave it to me!"
Jason was satisfied with Taniel, who always found the answers on his own, and had no intention of explaining anything.
"You know where to find me."
After saying these words, Jason walked out.
Jason had no intention of staying any longer.
He still believes in Taniel's ability.
He believes that the other party will do his best.
Just like he believed that those guys who coveted the 'Herc's Potion' would never give up so easily.
'Intimidation' in the hall will only make that group of people give up.
More people should be gearing up.
"Sir Jason, please go slowly."
The old knight's servant Eric stood in front of the iron gate, reminding Jason pointedly.
"Um."
Jason nodded slightly and continued moving forward.
Squeak——
Door,
opened.
In an instant, malicious eyes came from a distance and focused on Jason.
The face behind the hockey mask smiles.
Jason took a step towards the carriage parked at the street entrance.
In the dark night, the kerosene lamp hanging on the side of the carriage became brighter. Finch was sitting there upright, waiting quietly.
After seeing Jason, the young police officer jumped out immediately.
"Sir Jason."
"Finch, go help me get my stuff from Eric."
"I left some things in the room."
Jason patted his empty pocket and gestured.
"Okay, Sir Jason."
The young man nodded and walked towards No. 10 Pea Street.
Jason boarded the carriage and waited.
The next moment, when the young man ran away, these people who were hiding outside Pea Street and did not dare to step in at will quickly surrounded the carriage.
They are wary of each other.
They narrowed the encirclement step by step.
Soon, the encirclement shrank to the point where you could reach the carriage door by raising your hand.
Undoubtedly, this is a limit.
Sitting in the carriage, surrounded by boxes and boxes of explosives, Jason shook his head regretfully.
It would be better if it was closer.
With regret in his heart, Jason took out the match left by Bundy and gently slid it.
