After paying the entrance fee, Grim easily infiltrated Zola.

After spending half a day walking around the city, Grim immediately became disappointed.

There was indeed a Chapel of the Light in the city, but it was countless times smaller than the one in Hakhans. And inside, Grim only sensed a second-order energy breath, and the rest were all small characters of the first order or non-stream.

Grim hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up his plan to encircle and suppress this Holy Light Chapel, and instead came to a tavern on the edge of Dongcheng District.

Wine with roses.

That was the name of the tavern, and it sounded a little gentle, but when Grim pushed open the two old and filthy doors, and stepped into them, his brow furrowed at the pungent and cheap aroma of powdered fat, the smell of smoky sweat, and the peculiar aroma of oat wine.

It's not dark yet, and it's already overcrowded.

Grim was still dressed as a swordsman mercenary, and his height of 2 meters made him look strong and mighty, standing at the door of the dimly lit tavern, there was a faint sense of prestige that was not angry and self-threatening.

A few strong men who hooked their shoulders and staggered to go out collided with him, and as soon as their drunken eyes that could barely open met the two Dawson's cold gazes projected from the tall black shadow, they immediately hit a spirit, and half of the wine woke up.

These strong men are all members of the Willy Brotherhood in the lower city of Zola, and they are usually fierce and domineering, and they are famous thugs in the neighborhood. But today, I don't know what's going on, as soon as they meet this tall figure whose face can't even be seen clearly, their hearts begin to throb wildly. In the end, he honestly stepped aside and gave way to the counter.

Everywhere Grim passed, whether it was the drunks who were drunk, or the maids who were dressed up in fancy clothes and holding plates, or the men in black who were hiding in the shadows of the corners and whispering, their faces changed slightly, and they hurriedly hid aside.

And many guys who claim to be brave and brave also suddenly realized their cowardice after instinctively avoiding it. However, when their hearts were on fire, and they wanted to come up to find trouble with the intention of drinking, as soon as their eyes fell on the tall and majestic back, the little 'restlessness' that had just been puffed up disappeared in an instant.

The tavernkeeper, who looked like a wine barrel, wiped the beads of sweat rolling down his face with the greasy towel in his hand, and forced a 'smile' on his fat face.

"This ...... My lord, I don't know what you want?"

Looking at Grim's dress, no matter how you look at it, he is a down-and-out mercenary wandering around. But when you really stand in front of him, looking at him, an indescribable spiritual coercion will come to your face, almost suffocating.

The difference in the life levels between the two sides is too huge, even if Grim has tried his best to restrain all the spilled energy and spiritual coercion, these ordinary people still can't calm down in front of him.

"I need some intelligence ......"

Grim didn't try to hide his purpose, and as he spoke, he threw out a small cloth bag.

The cloth bag landed on the dark counter, and there was a crisp and moving sound of gold coins colliding inside, which also made the tavernkeeper's face instantly become excited.

With his fat right hand, he wiped the counter with super-fast agility that was not commensurate with his fat size, and the heavy cloth bag disappeared in an instant. The other party's movements were so fast that Grim secretly wondered if he still had a special profession such as 'thief' part-time.

The tavernkeeper's face was full of fat and immediately filled with flattering smiles.

"My lord, do you see that thin man in the corner over there, his name is Locke, and he is the little intelligence leader of Zola City. If you have any questions, you can ask him...... Secretly, he is a high-ranking member of the Knife Society!" Listening to the tavernkeeper's sinister introduction, Grim turned his head slightly and saw the so-called Locke in a dark corner.

It was a slender man dressed in black, with an ordinary face and no features, except for a pair of dripping eyes that showed his nimble and cunning mind.

As soon as Grim entered the tavern, the guy named Locke had already noticed him, whispering to a few of his companions while sneaking a peek out of the corner of his eye. When Grim cast his gaze at the tavernkeeper's prompting, Locke's face twitched involuntarily.

Before Locke could figure out a way to sneak out of here, Grim's tall body was already standing in front of the wooden table. And the huge shadow he cast made the faces of the people at this table change drastically, and sweat appeared on their foreheads.

"You're Locke, I need to get you some information!" said Grim coldly.

Hearing that it was looking for Locke, the rest of the guys dressed similarly to Locke immediately fled from the wooden table, giving up this hidden space to the two of them.

"So you're here to buy information...... That's good, that's good......" Locke finally let go of his thoughts, and a flattering smile appeared on his thin face: "I don't know what this lord is called, what kind of information are you going to buy?"

"I wonder what's going on there in Hakans City?"

Hearing Grim's question, the smile on Locke's face disappeared instantly, transforming into an unconcealed shock and shock. Immediately, his shocked gaze swirled around Grim's body, and he whispered, "My lord, all the contents you want to know are top-secret information, and the officials of the Imperial Intelligence Department have warned us not to listen to them at will......"

"What do you mean...... You don't know anything?" said Grim's tone.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Don't underestimate our Little Knife Society, this lord. We still have the information you want, but it is limited by the Empire and cannot be sold to the outside world!"

Before he could finish speaking, a fist-sized white crystal rolled down the table and in front of his eyes.

Even though it was in the darkest corner of the tavern, the light from the few kerosene lamps hanging on the walls was mostly obscured by the columns, but it still couldn't hide the magical luster of the white crystal. The dim light cast on this crystal clear white crystal instantly resonated with the magical power, making it dazzling in an instant, illuminating half of the tavern as bright as day.

The White Crystal is the magic gem that is best at absorbing, condensing, and amplifying light, and it is also the best treasure for paladins to create high-level holy weapons, so it is definitely valuable in the Envik plane.

Locke, who had pretended to be calm a moment ago, hurriedly took the white crystal into his arms, out of the light of the light, and the dazzling white light slowly dissipated, making the place dark again.

There was silence in the tavern for a moment, and all the guys who were blinded by the white light rubbed their eyes and peeked into the corner.

"Enough is enough...... My lord, this value is definitely enough!, but ......" Locke gritted his teeth and explained, "The Empire has also taken care of us, let's pay attention to what kind of people will pay attention to this information." So, if you don't know who you are, I'll ......"

Locke's words came to an abrupt end.

With his back to the people in the tavern, the tall figure raised his right hand in front of his chest, and a tiny milky white halo slowly emerged. The white light was so pure, so sacred, that Locke couldn't help but secretly pray a few words to the holy light, and repent of the sins he had committed.

"So you're really an adult! That's easy, I won't hide anything you want to know......"

On the Envik plane, the Paladins wield great influence beyond all earthly powers. And many paladins with noble character who are willing to walk all over the world, eradicate fierce beasts, punish traitors, and save the wounded, have made this group the most accepted sacred profession in all social classes.

Even a gray character like Locke, who walks in darkness and shadows, meets a paladin with admiration and respect.

"My lord, I can't ask for your things. So, if you want to know anything, just ask, and I'll do my best to help you......"

Grim shook his head, and instead of retracting the white crystal covered in the black cloth, he began to ask a quick question in a low voice.

Half an hour later, Grim nodded in satisfaction, bowed his head at the other man, turned and left the tavern.

From Locke, Grim had already gotten the answer he wanted, so he stopped at Zola, bought two tall and athletic horses, bought some food and water, and went out of the south gate to blend in with the crowd and head south.

The Little Knife Society is worthy of being a well-known intelligence organization in the Zambis Empire, and although it is not very familiar with everything that has happened in Hakans City, it also knows a rough idea.

You must know that the city of Zola, where Locke is located, is nearly 800 kilometers away from the city of Hakans. And now that it was only four days before the battle of Hakhans City, they were able to detect the information there to this extent.

For an underground organization that wanders in the dark, this is already a rare achievement!

Therefore, in this way, Grim also verified the credibility of the information in Locke's mouth. What he really wanted to know was not the city of Hakans, but the whereabouts of the other two deceitful witches.

They had broken into the Envik plane together two months earlier, and had to disperse due to the 'accident'. From Locke's mouth, Grim heard the news that there seemed to be some big trouble in the west of the empire a month ago, and some people reported the discovery of witches.

And the Chapel of Light there has also sent a large number of paladins to participate in the encirclement, and it seems that they have besieged the other party in a place called the Dark Forest.

Whether it's that Rena or not, Grim feels like he needs to go there!