Chapter Seventy-Three: The Soul Reaper
"I would be happy to serve you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info The waiter quietly put the money in his pocket.
"There's just one thing I want to know. Alek grinned, revealing his slightly yellowed teeth.
"I want to know a little bit about Chaolang Village. He let go of his clenched fist a little, and inside were a few hundred-dollar tickets.
"You guys!" the waiter's face changed, and then quickly lowered his voice, "What do you want to know about this?"
"Don't worry, what happened there has nothing to do with me. He quietly handed the money into the waiter's hand, "I just want to know, who did it, we went there, there was no one, I want to know what happened." ā
"There are too many dangers when you go out, so it's always safer to know a little bit. ā
"Well, if you really want to know. ā
The man leaned over a bit, twisting his voice to make sure only they could hear it, "It was the [Soul Reaper] who did it." ā
"What!Are you sure it's the Soul Reaper?!"
"Shhhhhh The waiter nodded affirmatively, "There is no mistake in the news from the [Troubadours' Society], and since you have given me a lot of tips, I can tell you the location of the person in the news." ā
"If you believe me, don't go to Chaolang Village and Heilin Town, these two places. ā
He quietly looked around to make sure no one was looking, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued to whisper:
"It's not a peaceful realm lately. ā
[Whew, so it doesn't hurt to know more.] Alek exhaled in his heart, thanked him, got up to leave, and was pulled by him again.
"What? what else should I know?" he said, looking back, nervous again. "Just a piece of news that isn't certain yet. The bartender distorted his voice again, "There is news that the [Soul Reaper] has begun to appear in the Black Village, and now there is only one safe way to Vortex Town, but outside the town, there are a lot of digging insects, you had better have more eyes, it doesn't hurt." ā
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Avaranga is a great place and a paradise for all professionals.
Without those annoying church members, all professionals can survive in this land.
As long as they don't break the law.
However, it is difficult to manage after all, and there are still disadvantages to everyone having a certain amount of power, for example, the so-called [professional criminals], these people have embarked on the road of crime for various reasons after they have power.
Although the power of the state is not weak at all, a large number of talents are under the control of the state.
But there are always places where you can't see it.
Therefore, there are always people who jump out to provoke the bottom line of order.
[Soul Reaper] is naturally one of them, and this lord is not an ordinary criminal, everyone is registered in the [Fugitive Criminal Hunt List], this is a very typical antisocial madman.
He has only one fetish: collecting souls.
Legend has it that he was once a highly gifted student at the Holman School of Magic: a congenital strong soul, a body strong enough to be a warrior, an excellent [energy system], and a very strong memory.
If he is willing to follow the right path, he will definitely be one of the best talents.
It's a pity that this man went crazy later.
It is said that all this is because of his family, his father died early, his mother beat and scolded him all day long, and there was a grandfather who treated him as an inferior person, and then finally fell in love at school, and the object split his legs and dumped him. This man was really decrepit, and in a series of factors he became more and more insane, and eventually, on the day of his graduation, he did something that made the headlines.
He killed his mother and cut off his grandfather's head with his own hands.
Under such a felony, the government was naturally unwilling to let him go, so a total of 30 people went to arrest him.
Then something magical happened: one hit thirty, and he didn't fall behind!
In short, this action of the government, did not catch him and let him run.
In the more than ten years since then, the government has not given up on arresting, and this person has become more and more brutal, constantly killing innocent people, collecting souls, using them to strengthen his own power, and becoming stronger and stronger in exile.
Anyway, Albert felt quite amazing when he saw this man's deeds: if this man's story could be written into a novel, at least it would be a long novel with 600,000 words or more, and maybe it would be popular.
Therefore, quality education is very important, parents, comrades!
You can't just focus on grades!!
What a talented person you look at! On the road of life, he will go crooked as he walks!
Just because of the family conditions of the year, when this person grew up, he ran out to take revenge on the society, and those who were killed for no reason had any grudge against him?
Anyway, this person is very powerful, and ordinary people can't afford to mess with him, so it's best to stay away from him.
As for the so-called "Troubadours' Society".
It's a huge intelligence network.
Let me tell you this, if something big happens in the north of Avaranga, the troubadours in the south will know in two days, and by the time the news comes by itself, it will take nearly a month, and the daylilies will be cold.
The organization is huge, with troubadours all over the country, and they have set up an intelligence trading platform where you can buy all the information you want.
Of course, they won't say anything about state secrets and the like, and they won't say anything about it.
Only information that people can know is traded here.
It is rumored that this organization was built by the government, and they spent a lot of energy to establish it, so that people belonging to the government can spread all over the country, and the information trading platform can make the news reach them as soon as possible, and at the same time, people's curiosity and necessary needs for information can also allow this organization to feed itself.
That's all he could know, and that's all he found out about finding someone to pour two bottles of horse urine and stuff some money.
In short, this organization is very dick, as long as you are willing to spend a huge amount of money, they can even give you information about the most famous female stars, cough cough, just an analogy, that's pretty much it.
What the waiter said should be true, there are three paths that cannot be walked, and one is also dangerous.
This thing seems to be too coincidental...