Shaman from Afar

For the civilians living in the south of Eboden, the ditch lane is a place that can be avoided as far as possible-rogues, gangsters, robbers, gangsters, gangsters ... this street has never been really peaceful.

Ebden is a harbour city, there will naturally be a large number of merchants pouring in here, naturally there will be a lot of guys who want to avoid high taxes, and naturally some people want to get rid of something that is not visible-in short, smugglers , Stolen goods, and thieves' "heaven".

The south of the city is the slum area of ​​Ebden. Here, the power of the Ebden Freedom Council is only enough to maintain the surface order. It is the gangs who can only control the streets and alleys at night.

Naturally, such a wealthy place like Yingou Alley became the “fat meat” in their eyes. All kinds of fights between open and secret battles have happened in this neighborhood, and any one occupying this site only depends on various underground The success of the transaction can become the largest gangster in the whole city.

At present, the entire Yingou Alley has become the sphere of influence of the crutches.

The index finger and thumb of the right hand squeezed the small pipe, and trembling slightly towards the candle. The swaying fire light flickered up and down, slowly igniting the tobacco on the edge, and the dark red fluorescence flickered in the dark environment, revealing a vagrant and thin face.

A long deep breath, gray smoke filled his surroundings, and Festno showed a slight gesture of enjoyment on his face-this kind of tobacco is a good product in Yingou Alley, even if there is money on the market Good things you can't buy.

A slight beating sound made Van Justino, who had just relaxed, frown, and a black feather bird suddenly appeared outside the empty window, looking at him intently.

Crow? But those red eyes seemed rather rare.

When he was going to observe this "strange bird" more closely, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the dog-faced dog-faced smiled and walked in with a smile, if Loren was here, you would find this The guy is the same as the drunkard in the last hotel.

"Boss Festno, the lifeless wizard is here."

"Let me wait for three days, and finally come here ..." Vestnor's eyes with a hooked nose glanced: "How many people?"

"Uh ... I only saw him!" Dogleg replied, bowing his head.

"Only himself?" Van Sternau said with an unbelievable smile: "A person can dare to come to Ditch Alley ... This wizard master is really confident!"

"But that's fine, I'm still worried that he wouldn't dare to come ... Please invite this lord, I have something to discuss with him." Festno said as he took a pipe and leaned on the back of the bench : "Tell brethren, don't embarrass him too much."

"Actually, actually ..." A few drops of cold sweat suddenly dripped from the dog's forehead, and he swallowed: "The wizard has come in, just outside the door."

"Outside the door, outside the door?"

"No ... just outside the door of your room!"

"what?!"

Van Sternau suddenly broke up: "Just as he actually broke into the chassis of the crutches, are you blind or a rice bucket ?!"

"No one saw it at all, and no one knows when he broke in!" Dogleg quickly excused: "By the time we noticed, this guy has ..."

"It's indeed rude to break into someone's home brashly; but can you let your people calm down first, Lord Festno?"

An unfamiliar voice came from the outside, and violent Festno pushed the dog legs off the door and stood on the second floor cloister looking down at the hall below-the wizard in black robe, beaten by a group of crutches Surrounded by the center, dozens of long swords and short knives pointed to the figure which was not burly.

The cane gang is obviously the most crowded side, but the dark-haired wizard saw a little bit of nervousness on the face. Instead, the thugs around him were sweating and sweating, even a guy who dared to rush up.

The sight in front made Van Sternau frown, making him want to order directly, and let the pups kill this wizard who was not afraid of himself!

"What are you doing, this Lord Ain Rand is a member of the Nine-Man Star Wizard's Tower, and is our noble guest! A bunch of idiots, get me back!"

The people around didn't protest, but left the hall with relief. It was n’t until everyone left Festno that he understood why—the black-haired wizard had a dead body beside him, nailed to the floor by his own dagger.

And it was pierced from the back of the head ...

"It's a pity, but this gentleman wanted to kill me as soon as he saw me. After being subdued, he kept clamoring that one of us must die."

Loren shook his head regretfully and took off his hood: "Since that is the case, then I have to satisfy his wish."

A hint of murder flashed across Vestnor's vaginal face.

"It's not convenient in the living room. Please come in and talk." Squinting his eyes, Festno politely said respectfully: "It's just a good thing, don't worry about it."

"That's really thankful."

Loren nodded and walked up the stairs calmly, as if to really follow behind Vestnor as a guest and walk into his exclusive "lounge".

As soon as he entered the door, the strong smell of tobacco came, and the black-haired wizard frowned, glancing intently at the side window, and the "black crow" outside the window didn't seem to see him coming in.

"This is the first-class goods I just got. Would you like some more?" Festno asked politely, very politely.

"No, I don't have a cold for tobacco." Sitting down on my own, Loren pushed away the other's kindness.

"That's really a shame. Without smoking a pipe, life will be a lot less fun."

"Since that's the case, then say something that will interest me."

As the other party prepared to go round with himself, the dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows straightly and said: "Do you know me?"

"That is of course-in Ebden, especially in the southern part of the city, there are not many things I don't know." Van Sternau's gloomy face showed a little smile: "His Ein Rand, I know you Just recently got the recognition of the Nine-Mang Star Wizard Tower, I know you are from Lotel, and I also know that you are still looking for someone.

This man's name is Isaac Grantham, am I right? "

Everything is right ... Loren nodded without changing his face: "You invite me, shouldn't you just tell me how much you know me?"

"Of course not. The purpose of my invitation is to make a deal with you."

"Transaction?" Loren smiled. "Can you explain it to me?"

"Just a few days ago, you injured more than a dozen of my men and hindered the business of the crutches, so that the hotel did not have to pay protection fees-this is a great loss to the reputation of the crutches. Situation, I have long been trying to get rid of you, or ousted you from Ebden! "

The cold voice of Festno suddenly smiled and waved indifferently: "But this time, I intend not to blame, if you are willing to make a deal with me ..."

"I don't know ~ www.readwn.com ~ Loren shrugged his shoulders unaware:" Below is a little wizard, what can I do for you? "

"It's simple, to compensate for my loss."

Festno said in a very calm tone: "Because of you, the cane gang has become awe-inspiring in that street, so that there are groups of **** called" copper plate groups "ready to challenge my status, Want to **** Yingou Alley from my hands-as far as I know, he has been planning for a long time. "

"Then you can kill him directly, or his gang, I still can't see what it has to do with me."

"I can't do that. In that case, the remaining gangsters will besieging me together." Festno smiled very strangely: "But you can."

"I got a very useful message. The boss of the 'Tongpan Tuan' just recently packed a tavern. Only he and a few trusted dog legs are enjoying the pleasures of the world-with your own skill, you can definitely kill it quietly. All of them!

As long as you help me accomplish this, I will tell you everything I know about Isaac Grantham! "