For civilians living south of Ebolden, Gutter Alley is a place to avoid as much as possible – scoundrels, bandits, robbers, gangsters, gangsters, ...... The street was never really peaceful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ebolden is a harbour city, so it's natural that there will be an influx of vendors, a lot of people who want to avoid high taxes, and people who want to get rid of something shady – in short, a "paradise" for smugglers, stolen goods sellers, and thieves.

To the south of the city is the slum of Ebolden, where the power of the Ebolden Free Council is only enough to maintain a semblance of order, and it is the gangsters who can only hang out at night who really control the streets.

Naturally, such a wealthy place as Gutter Alley has become the "fat" in their eyes, and all kinds of open and secret battles have happened in this vicinity, and anyone who forcibly occupies this territory can become the largest gangster in the entire south of the city just by virtue of the commission of various underground transactions.

And now, the entire Gutter Alley has become the sphere of influence of the Crutch Gang.

The index finger and thumb of his right hand pinched the small pipe, and with a slight tremble, he stretched out to the candle beside him. The flickering light of the fire flickered up and down, slowly igniting the tobacco on the edge, and the dark red fluorescence flickered in the dark environment, revealing a gloomy and somewhat emaciated face.

After a long deep breath, the gray-white smoke filled his surroundings, and Verstelno's face showed a slight expression of enjoyment - this tobacco was a good commodity in Gutter Alley, and even money could not buy good things in the market.

A slight knocking sound made Verstelno, who had just relaxed, frown, and suddenly a bird with black feathers was looking at him intently outside the originally empty window.

Crows? But those red eyes look pretty rare.

As he was about to take a closer look at the "strange bird", the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and the meaty dog-legged man walked in with a smirk and a shrunken head - if Loren had been here, he would have seen that this guy was the same person as the drunk at the inn last time.

"Boss Vansteno, that deadly wizard is here. ”

"Let me wait for three days, and finally I'm willing to come......" The hook-nosed Verstelno looked horizontally: "How many people?"

"Uh... See only himself!" replied the dogleg, bowing his head.

"Only him?" said Verstelno, smiling incredulously, "How dare a person come to Gutter Alley...... This wizard is so confident!"

"But that's fine, I'm worried that he won't dare to come...... Invite this lord in, I have something to discuss with him. As he spoke, he took a puff on his pipe and leaned back on the bench: "Tell the brethren not to be too him. ”

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

"Outside the door, outside the door?"

"It's not...... Right outside the door of your room!"

"What?!"

Verstelno suddenly burst out: "He alone actually broke into the chassis of the Crutch Gang, are you blind or a rice bucket?!"

"No one saw it at all, and no one knew when he broke in!" Dogleg quickly defended: "By the time we found out, this guy was already ......"

"It's rude to trespass into someone's home, but can you calm your people down first, Lord Verstelno?"

An unfamiliar voice came from outside, and the irascible Van Steno pushed away the dogleg blocking the door, and stood in the cloister on the second floor looking down at the hall below—the wizard in black robes, surrounded by a group of thugs from the Gang of Crutches, with dozens of long swords and short knives pointed at the not burly figure.

Obviously, the Crutch Gang is the one who has more people, but the black-haired wizard saw a little nervousness on his face, but the thugs around him broke out in a cold sweat, and there was not even a guy who dared to rush forward.

The sight in front of him made Verstelno frown, and he wanted to give a direct order to let the puppies kill this wizard who was not afraid of him!

"What are you doing, this Lord Ain Rand is a member of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, our honored guest!

The surrounding thugs did not protest, but left the hall with a sense of relief. It wasn't until everyone left Verstelnow that it became clear why—the black-haired wizard had an extra corpse next to him, nailed to the floor with his own dagger.

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

"It's a pity, but this gentleman wanted to kill me when he saw me, and after being subdued, he kept shouting that one of the two of us would die. ”

Loren shook his head regretfully and took off his hood: "In that case, then I have no choice but to fulfill his wishes." ”

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Verstelno's gloomy face.

"It's not very convenient in the living room, please come in and talk. Squinting his eyes, Verstelno said respectfully and politely: "It's just a minion, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

"That's so much appreciated. ”

Nodding in greeting, Loren calmly walked up the stairs, as if he really followed Verstelno as if he were a visitor, and walked into his exclusive "lounge".

As soon as he entered the door, the strong smell of tobacco hit his face, and the black-haired wizard frowned, and glanced at the window inattention, as if the "black crow" outside the window did not see him enter.

"This is the best of the best I just got here, would you like to have some?" asked Verstelno, in a polite and polite tone.

"No, I'm not interested in tobacco or anything. Sitting down on his own, Loren pushed away the other party's kindness.

"That's a shame, if you don't smoke a pipe, life will be a lot less fun. ”

"In that case, let's say something that will interest me. ”

Seeing that the other party was about to go around in circles with him, the black-haired wizard raised his eyebrows and said bluntly: "You know me?"

"Of course – there are not many things I don't know about in Ebroden, especially in the south of the city. A slight smile appeared on Vansterno's gloomy face: "Lord Ain Rand, I know that you have just recently been recognized by the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, I know that you are from Lothair, and I also know that you are still looking for someone.

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

All right...... Loren nodded without changing his face: "You invited me here not just to tell me how well you know me, right?"

"Of course not, I asked you to come here to make a deal with you. ”

"Deal?" Loren smiled, "Can you explain that for me?"

"Just a few days ago, you wounded a dozen of my men, and hindered the business of the Crutch Gang, so that the inn did not have to pay protection money - this is a big loss to the reputation of the Crutch Gang, otherwise I would have found a way to kill you, or drive you out of Ebolden!"

Verstelno, whose voice was cold, suddenly smiled and waved his hand indifferently: "But this time, I plan to be unaccountable, if you are willing to make a deal with me......"

"I don't know. Loren shrugged his shoulders in confusion: "It's just a little wizard below, what can I do to help you?"

"Quite simply, compensate me for my losses. ”

"Because of you, the Cane Gang has become so unrevered on that street that a group of bastards called 'Copperplate' are ready to challenge my position and snatch Gutter Alley from me—as far as I know, he's been plotting for a long time. ”

"Then you can just kill him, or his gang, I still don't see anything to do with me. ”

"I can't do that, because that's going to make the rest of the gang go around me. Van Sterno smiled very strangely: "But you can." ”

"I've got useful news that the boss of the 'Copper Plate Regiment' has just recently taken over a tavern, and it's just him and a few cronies who are spending a lot of time drinking and enjoying themselves - with your ability, you can definitely kill them all quietly!

As long as you help me with this, I'll tell you everything I know about Isaac Grantham!"