"Little Tom? Which little Tom are you talking about? The woman asked, confused

"Huh? How many little Toms do you have here? Freya raised an eyebrow.

"There are three, one lives in the town, and the other is the son of a grocery store owner, and the last one was lost in the forest last month while hunting, and has not yet returned, and I am afraid that he died outside."

"Dead?" Hearing the last Freya frowned slightly, although she could also use the information to speculate to go to the entrance of the secret realm, but the efficiency of this method was too low, if she was lucky, she could find it in seven or eight days, and if she was unlucky, she would need to stay here a lot.

After thinking about it, Freya held on to a glimmer of hope, "Then do you know, which is the little Tom who often picks medicine to sell?" ”

"Oh, you're looking for the little Tom who lives in town, and the only black slate house is where he lives, but—" The woman's eyes flashed and she whispered, "I advise you not to look for him lately." ”

"Why?"

"Because... He's offended some people, and he's been beaten up almost half to death last time, and if you go to him now, you might even be implicated... Those fellows, but they do all kinds of evil—" The woman may have kindly dissuaded her because she was only a young girl, and she was also single.

"Oh, I see, thanks." Smiling, Freya pulled out another silver coin and handed it to her.

"No, no, you've just given enough." The woman saw the silver coin handed over and quickly pushed it back, "Now I'll take you to your room." ”

Freya didn't say anything about this, silently withdrew the silver coin, and followed the woman up to the second floor.

Perhaps it was the effect of the previous gold coin, and Freya could tell that the woman had chosen a better location.

He put down the useless things he had with him and rested in his room for a while. After eating, Freya closed the door and walked out of the hotel.

Following the only path in town, she quickly reached the end of the town, where there was a rudimentary black stone house.

The stone house as a whole looked like a few stone slabs were put together haphazardly, with no chimneys, no windows, only a rectangular wooden door erected there. It's like a weird box.

As soon as Freya approached. A strong bitter smell of herbs came to her, the same as the smell of the old man who had been selling medicine in the village before, which made her even more convinced that she had found the right person.

Knock knock.

Walk to the stone house. Freya slapped the wooden door with her hand, probably too hard, and the originally somewhat rotten wooden door suddenly cracked and made a slight clicking sound.

But. Whether it was the sound of the door cracking or the sound of Freya banging on the door, there seemed to be no movement in the stone house.

"Couldn't it be that I just wasn't home?"

Freya, who had been waiting for a while, frowned slightly. Look through the crack in the wooden door.

A pale blue light clouded her eyes, and her originally dark vision slowly brightened, allowing her to see what was inside.

The size of the room was small and the floor was dark. In addition to the strong bitter smell and a faint musty sourness, a small pile of weed-like things was piled up in a corner of the room, surrounded by some cobwebs. It seems like it hasn't moved in a long time.

Next to the pile was a square table and chair with some utensils and an oil lamp. Behind the table was a small, tattered wooden bed, covered with a dirty, greasy quilt, and the silhouette of a human figure curled up in the quilt motionless.

Freya retracted her gaze, looked at the closed door, and kicked it over.

'Bang! ’

The fragile wooden door was kicked open and fell to the side crookedly.

Freya strode into the room, and she found that even the sound of the wooden door being kicked open did not make the person on the bed move, which gave Freya a vague bad premonition.

Skirting the table, she reached out and pinched the corner of the quilt, and when she lifted it, a thin young man like a leather-like skeleton lay there under the quilt.

His face was abnormally gray, his slightly squinted eyes did not have a trace of focus, and a faint rancid smell came from him, if it weren't for the slight ups and downs in his chest and abdomen, he would probably be almost like a dead man.

And Freya noticed that his curled legs were crooked, and there were brown blood stains on them that had been coagulated for a long time.

"Are you dying?" Freya looked at the young man on the bed and frowned slightly.

Although she could cure this guy with her means, the price paid was a bit expensive, and she wasn't sure if this person really knew the entrance to the secret realm, or if he was lucky enough to accidentally break in.

After a little thought, she decided to trust her luck.

Deciding in her heart, she quickly took out a blue pill from her waist pouch and flicked it directly into the man's slightly open mouth.

Then with a flick of his hands, the faint green points of light quickly converged, and as he was manipulated by Freya, these points of light symbolizing the energy particles of the plant system slowly covered his body.

"One blue lizard grass essence is three magic stones, if you don't know the direction of the entrance to the secret realm, then I will extract it directly from your body!"

Watching the green dots of light slowly invade the man's body, Freya withdrew her hands and muttered to herself with slightly squinted eyes.

The pill made from the essence of the blue lizard grass was originally a healing medicine purchased after leaving the academy for unpreparedness, and it was something that had a good effect even on official wizards, but now I didn't eat any of it, but it was used on an ordinary person's body, and if I didn't get the information I wanted, even if the essence was extracted from the body, the effect would be greatly reduced.

However, if this person knew the exact location, it would undoubtedly be of great help to Freya.

As the last trace of green light completely melted into his body, the man's somewhat gray face immediately improved, and his faint breathing became steady.

He blinked, looked at the hazy girl standing in front of the bed in a bit of confusion, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Where is this? Is it true that I am already dead, and that you have come to pick me up as a messenger from the underworld..."

Listening to this person's nonsense, Freya's face instantly became gloomy, and she leaned down directly and said in a cold tone.

"You're not dead now! However, if your answer is not satisfactory to me, you will die in the next second, now! Look me in the eye! ”

The tone of the command made him involuntarily meet Freya's blue eyes, and the spiritual pollution of the energy force field made him feel that those bright eyes were like two dark blue ocean whirlpools, as if the soul had been sucked in!

"Tom..."Freya looked at the stunned young man and slowly spit out his name, "Sue me, where did you collect the medicine?" ”

"In... Colt Forest... Depths..."

"So, do you remember when you were collecting medicine, you picked a black bamboo-shaped plant?" Freya asked another question.

"Remember..."

"Oh?" Listening to his answer, Freya's eyes lit up slightly, "Then do you know where you picked it up, can you tell the specific location?" ”

"It's in... South of the Jungle Watchtower... Where the snake-ear grass grows..."

"Jungle watchtower?" This unfamiliar name puzzled Freya, most of the information Sara gave her was ten years ago, and it is estimated that this watchtower was built in the past few years.

However, since the person in front of you knows, then the next thing will be easy to do.

Freya looked at the young man who was still in a sluggish state, and the corners of her mouth finally showed a smile, and her voice softened.

"Okay, you're tired, get some sleep, and come to the hotel when you wake up."

Her voice seemed to have a magical nature, and after hearing what Freya said, the person really slowly closed his eyes, and the sound of even breathing came.

The medicinal effect of blue lizard grass is very strong, and it is impossible for ordinary people to absorb it all at once, and it can only be absorbed slowly in the form of sleep, otherwise it will suffer a lot of pain in the awake state.

Watching him fall asleep, Freya, who had lost a pill, seemed to be in a much better mood.

Looking at the sky outside, the sun was already gradually setting in the west, about four or five o'clock.

The originally empty town has also increased one after another.

Freya walked out of the stone house, patted the dust on her clothes, and walked in the direction of the hotel.

However, as we approached the hotel, a loud shouting and the sound of something being broken came from inside the hotel, which made Freya frown slightly.

“…… You've been owing us money for two months! When are you going to think about it? Or do you want to be like Tom in town..."

"Hmph, boss, don't talk nonsense with her! Smash this broken shop again, if you don't return it, smash it again, she will be honest! ”

"Smash! Smash! ”

Then there was the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground.

Freya, who walked to the door, heard this, and also understood that this seemed to be a group of thugs collecting protection money or something, but this had nothing to do with her, as a person in the wizarding world, it was inconvenient to meddle in the affairs of ordinary people in some kind of way.

However, as soon as Freya walked into the hotel, she immediately attracted the attention of several people inside.

"Yo, it's not a hundred years old, you still have guests here?" In the innermost one, a strong man in a black cloth shirt with an open chest pointed at the fat woman and laughed: "Since there are guests, you dare to say that you have no money?" ”

The woman who was questioned stood there without saying a word, and the wood fragments of the two chairs were scattered on the ground.

Freya glanced at the woman's face and planned to go straight to her room, bypassing the others.

It's just that before she stepped on the stairs, a crisp slap sounded behind her.

'Smack! ’

Then there was the sound of the woman falling.

Freya turned her head and frowned again, for she saw the strong man stomp on the woman's body and pull the bag off her waist.

The door outside the inn was open, and the townspeople could be seen walking through the streets, but they didn't seem to see such bad behavior. (To be continued)