The moment he heard Shogues' answer, Thor's fingers fluttered suddenly, and he shifted some distance towards the dagger at his waist, but finally tried to restrain himself.

At this moment, although Xiugus turned his back to him, with the usual cunning of the thieves, Thor knew that it was not a flaw to underestimate the enemy.

The opponent's seemingly leisurely hands were folded in front of his chest, and with the slightest movement, Shogues's deliberately drooping wrists could immediately pull out the arms around his waist and enter the battle.

As far as the combat level is concerned, Thor knows that his chances of winning are small, if not nil.

Although there is not much difference in size between each other, they are both thin and weak types, but they have no actual combat experience, let alone any combat skills. And since Xiugus dares to wander alone in the dark streets, he must have enough confidence in him.

What's more critical is that even if he gives it a go, and even gets lucky to kill Shoggers in the end, Thor can't tell if the other party still has an accomplice waiting outside, because Shogues mentioned the word 'we' in the content of the mission just now.

If you alarm the Thieves' Guild because of this, the situation will only be more troublesome.

Maybe in addition to killing Shogues, he can exchange some benefits for temporary peace, but Thor is well aware of the embarrassment that he has nothing. And if you hand over the millet you just got, the source of the fish will inevitably be exposed, and there is no doubt that the series of expectations you have just hatched before will be over, and everything will be taken away in the end.

For a moment, Thor was racing through his mind as he thought of a countermeasure.

Just as Shogues was about to take another step, Thor suddenly looked up and shouted.

"Wait!"

Hearing Thor's voice, a smug smile crossed the corner of Shogues' lips, who had his back to Thor.

In fact, no matter what Thor's reaction was, it was expected by him, because Shogues had spoken to more than one person on various occasions about the content of these so-called guild quests.

Since the famine, Shogues has been in the dark looking for ordinary people who are lonely, and these guys often have no power to rely on.

After discovering the other party, Shogues will silently follow and observe like a hunter.

Eliminating the hungry and red-eyed ruthless and outlaws, for those who are timid and weak, Shogues will duly show the banner of the Thieves' Guild, threatening them to hand over some food or benefits in exchange for peace.

For Saul, Shogues didn't bother to make too many complicated preparations.

When he saw this idiot running swaggering past him in the rainstorm, Hughes, who was hiding under a certain roof to take shelter from the rain, thought that he was lucky today, so he decisively followed.

Whether it's combat or mental means, Shogues is far from taking a small role like Saul into account.

He knew very well what Thor was like in the Abbey, and he was confident that none of the orphans in the Abbey would be his opponent.

Hughes enjoys this feeling of being in control of people's hearts, and does not even have to use force, but only uses words to hint at others, unearth the uneasiness in others' hearts, and then amplify them.

Let others consciously give their benefits, this is the real art of blackmail.

Oh, the word art was learned by Hughes in the guild.

Seasoned thieves usually use it to describe a beautiful and neat attack, but unfortunately with his current status, he is not qualified to touch those high-end combat skills for the time being, so he can only embody this elegant realm in other ways.

Originally, the Thieves' Guild did not allow Shogues to take advantage of this personal behavior, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble for the guild.

However, Xiugues is very good at grasping all aspects of proportion, and except for a small part of his usual harvest to maintain his own survival, all the rest is dedicated to the guild, and finally in exchange for the tacit approval of the higher-ups.

Xiugus believes that as long as he survives this disaster, his status in the Thieves' Guild will be improved by his contributions, and he will definitely be able to take off his apprenticeship hat and enter the ranks of full-fledged thieves.

Hearing Thor's obstruction, Shogues stopped again, turned to look at Thor with a playful expression, waiting for Thor to challenge or compromise.

The two men stared at each other across the stump, and the atmosphere at the bottom of the well gradually became heavy.

It may seem like a confrontation between two children in their early teens, but they never consider themselves children to each other.

The difficult world has long taught them to fight wits and courage when it comes to grabbing benefits from adults, and they have long had their own unique vision when it comes to appreciating the opposite sex.

Perhaps many children of this age from wealthy families on the mainland are still enjoying their childhood with peace of mind under the protection of their parents, but orphans are different.

If you can't adapt to grow up quickly, as long as there are interests or necessary, no one will wait until you grow up to harvest your head.

"Actually, I just got a fish, so I'd like to invite you to dinner so we can have a good conversation, I've had enough of the damn silence these days. ”

In the end, Thor seemed to choose to compromise, and there was a hint of flattery in his tone.

As he spoke, he took out half a candle and stood on the stump, lit it with flint.

The flickering candlelight dispelled the darkness at the bottom of the well, leaving the shadows of two people on the walls.

The space at the bottom of the well looked quite spacious, with a few low clay pots with broken edges standing on the edge of the wall, some indistinguishable garbage piled up in the corners, and a pile of rags and old clothes that served as beds were messily spread on the floor.

These rags did not interest Shogues in the slightest.

However, when he saw Thor holding out a fresh fish from behind him, the corners of Shogues's eyes couldn't help jumping. Although he expected Thor to have some inventory, he didn't expect it to be something good.

Even in Grey Curtain during the Stable Period, fresh fish was not common, and only occasionally appeared on the tables of wealthy families and certain powerful forces.

Even Shogues never had the opportunity to feast on it.

The reason is simple, to catch a fish means that you have to travel through the dark wilderness to the lake outside the town or to the endless sea to the south.

Entering the dark wilderness is inherently dangerous, and even if you get there, you may be able to catch something other than fish.

If one has the strength to come and go freely in the dark wilderness, then there are many more reliable ways to make a fortune. For example, the skin and flesh of wild beasts, wood more expensive than iron, or some rare herbs and ores.

Shogues didn't know where the fish came from, and the fish that suddenly appeared at the moment made him a little confused.

Ethor's ability to even roam the town, let alone go fishing in the wilderness. Could it be that Thor knows something big that he can't afford to provoke?

For a while, Xiugus also fell into speculation, but he was not worried, because he had enough time and means to figure out everything he wanted to know.

"Grilled fish tastes better, but I'm worried that the rich aroma will attract some uninvited guests, so I'm going to cook it simply. ”

As he chatted, Thor built a makeshift fire on the ground with gravel around a dead branch, then found a wooden spoon and two open clay pots, and filled one of them with half a jar of water and set it on the fire.

Use a dagger to cut open the belly of the fish, remove the scales, clean it and cut it into two pieces and throw it into a clay pot.

Then Thor tricked out a small handful of salt, blew the dust into it, and then carefully strained the foam from the surface of the fish soup with a spoon while keeping an eye on the heat.

Shogues watched Sol's every move silently, and he suddenly felt that Thor in front of him seemed to be a little different from the withdrawn and incompetent waste in the convent that he remembered. But it doesn't matter, the other party will eventually be your prey.

The ingredients are limited, and the cooking process is simple and dull.

After a while, the fish soup tumbled, and the enticing fragrance began to spread at the bottom of the well. Although Shogues was silent on the surface, his throat was squirming subconsciously.

The fish itself is not large, and it is divided into two parts. Saul kept the smaller tail for himself, evened out some of the soup into another empty jar, and graciously pushed the spoon and the head to Shogues.

Eager to pick up his share, Thor sat cross-legged on the ground after being hungry for a few days, blowing the cool air while scooping the fish with his hands, and occasionally bowing his head and sucking a few mouthfuls of hot soup.

Seeing that Thor's entire face was covered by the bottom of the clay pot on the other side of the stump, and that the terrible eating looked like he was about to stuff the whole jar into his stomach, Schuggs sat down and picked up the fish in front of him, and he swallowed not much slower than Thor.

"Whew~~! It's really worth it to live to this day!"

Thor sat on the ground with his hands behind his back and sighed, looking satisfied after a good meal.

Shogues watched him with interest as he bit a fish bone, waiting for Saul's next performance, while thinking about how to figure out where the fish came from and how to continue to expand his gains in today's events.

Turning his head inadvertently, Shogues noticed an extra piece of sandcotton paper spread out on the stump, and there was a small pile of dark golden powder on the paper, which looked like some kind of seasoning.

"What's that?"

Shogues looked leisurely and flicked his chin at the pile.

"The light of corruption. ”

Thor was still the same languid look, burping in a tone like he was talking about a trivial matter that didn't matter.

After hearing the answer for a moment, Shogues suddenly burst into his feet like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail.

The moment he jumped up, the two daggers were already in his hands, one leaning in front of him and the other at his side, which was the starting position of the thief preparing to attack.

But instead of attacking immediately, he shoved his fingers into his mouth as if he had suddenly remembered something.

Thor tilted his head and glared at him like an idiot.

"Do you think you'd have a chance to pick your throat if you ate food mixed with the light of corruption? ”

These words relieved Shogues, but before he could completely relax, Saul continued slowly:

"All you've eaten are a few snacks I've made casually, and the moment you've eaten them has already penetrated your body. ”