"It's getting more and more interesting......

Loren, who was crouching outside the barn, looked at the broken carriage parked at the door, and the people sneaking out of it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn a shantytown like this, what kind of guy would want to ride in a horse-drawn carriage?

But, on the other hand, the owner of the carriage was more afraid of revealing his identity or being seen by others than whether he was conspicuous, so he preferred to use this strange way.

So the other side is probably not small, and it is either rich or expensive - then again, it is impossible to summon a group of scoundrels without a large sum of money.

As the carriage arrived, the scoundrels roaming around the barn walked through the door. Loren also cautiously followed the crowd around him and walked in through the side door.

With a roaring campfire, a broken barrel full of bad liquor, and the sour smell that permeated the surrounding area, the whole barn was a scene of a beggar's annual meeting. Huddled in an inconspicuous corner, Loren tugged at his hood to make himself look as unobtrusive as possible, but still fully aware of the position in the center of the barn.

Loren, who had calmed down, even relaxed a little, as if waiting for his prey, even took a glass of bad wine from the broken barrel.

In contrast, the boy who called himself "Hat" was not as easy as him - from the moment he saw the carriage stop at the door, the boy's head was constantly at war, and when everyone began to come in, he couldn't help but hide in the crowd and didn't dare to make his head, anyway, he was short and small, and he didn't look dazzling.

After a while, the hat saw their "boss", a fat man with a meaty face, beckoning a mysterious man wrapped in a gray robe to come in. The boss, who usually yells at five or six drinks, is as well-behaved as a fat dog in front of the gray-robed old man, bent over with his neck bent, and his face is full of flattering smiles.

After beckoning the gray-robed old man to sit down, the boss regained his former demeanor, standing by the bonfire in the center of the barn, and looked around with a pair of small eyes squeezed out of the fat meat: "Brothers, we have distinguished guests tonight, why don't you all say hello to this lord with me!"

A group of scoundrels followed their boss, clumsily imitating the rich man who usually spits on his back, nodding and bowing. However, the gray-robed man didn't seem to care about this, and coughed lightly to continue.

"Uh...... This old man said that as long as we honestly obey orders in the future, the tavern next door to his grandmother and bastards will be ours from now on!"

It was only then that a loud cheer could be heard from the barn, which had been sullen for a long time, and it was evident that the scoundrels had been watching the tavern for a long time, and their faces were full of surprise and flattery. The boy in the middle of the crowd also giggled with the people around him, as if nothing had really happened.

"Not only that, if anyone can complete the things that this master has explained, there will be an extra reward!" Seeing the jubilant appearance of the younger brothers, the boss with a meaty face became even more excited, and pointed to a scoundrel standing in front of him: "You, hey, yes, that's you, what are you talking to me this morning?"

"I saw it! The wizard who had been here last time had followed a priest into the church!" the dancing scoundrel jumped out as soon as he heard the words "reward", raising his right hand for fear of being preempted by others.

"Good job!" Seeing the gray-robed man behind him nod, the boss, who was a little painful, still threw a bag of copper plates to the scoundrel, and then pretended to be happy and shouted to the crowd: "See, it's all cash!

The hat with a cold back hurriedly slipped towards the back of the crowd, and before he could turn around, he was stared at by the sharp-eyed boss: "Hey, aren't you also near the church, what about the other two?"

"He—they're not back yet?" asked, turning a little weak-hearted hat and smiling in surprise. Shrunken out of the crowd and stood in front of the boss and the gray-robed man.

"This kid is the most clever, and the wallet of the entire Gumu Town can't escape his eyes" The boss patted the small shoulder of his hat while boasting to the gray-robed man: "Quick, tell this master what you found?"

"I—I've always been on the back wall of the church...... "Fluttering, his trembling hat and eyes rolling back and forth, thinking quickly about what to do.

As the light swept around, the boy suddenly noticed a hooded man in the corner of the barn, and raised his glass to him with a smile. The hat immediately feels a chill on the back of the hair standing upright!

"But、But I didn't find anything!" Swallowing the words that came to his mouth, he didn't dare to look into the boss's eyes with a pretending to be calm: "I saw the two of them go to drink, and then ...... And then I came back. ”

"He lied!"

The silent gray-robed man suddenly spoke, staring at the pale hat: "Catch him!"

The gray-faced hat didn't want to turn around and run at once, and the scoundrels around him shouted and pounced on him, but one by one they missed, and the sturdy boys ran like slippery fish towards the barn gate in a panic.

But there were so many people in the room that the hat that jumped up and down still broke his knee, and he was almost hit on the head by the flying wine glass, but he didn't even dare to scream, and endured the pain—as long as he stopped, it would be over, and the gray-robed man would definitely not let him go!

"Bang!"

There was a noise from nowhere, and a burst of fire burst on the eaves of the barn, followed by billowing smoke, as if something had been set on fire, and the scoundrels in the house immediately became a mess, and even the gray-robed man, who had just behaved calmly, seemed to have turned into a headless fly, shouting in panic.

"He's in this barn, and that damn wizard is in this barn—get him up for me!" The gray-robed man's voice was unexpectedly high-pitched, and a little flustered: "Whoever catches him, that tavern belongs to whoever!"

Such a bounty not only did not arouse the "morale" of the scoundrels, but made the scene even more chaotic. Finally, the gray-robed man who couldn't sit still dragged the "fierce and vicious" boss next to him and escaped through the side door of the barn.

Taking advantage of the confusion to escape from the smoke-filled barn, the hat, who had not had time to catch his breath, was still thinking about going there, when he noticed that there was already a figure in front of him—the wizard who was not much older than himself, was looking at him with a smile.

"I—I didn't tell them, that guy found out on his own!" the boy, who was still gasping for air, quickly explained, "You saw it too, he knew at a glance that I was lying!"

"I don't mean to blame you, in fact it did me a great favor. Loren crouched down and patted the shoulder of his hat: "Don't worry, no one will come to your trouble again." ”

The shabby carriage, the gray-robed man who concealed his ears - such a target was easier for Loren to find than the moon, and he could even vaguely guess who it was, but he needed to be further determined, and if it went well, he might be able to see the truth again tonight.

Of course, the last one still depends on the situation. Rather than the truth, Loren would prefer to have a few more cards in his hand, so as not to accidentally put himself in a dilemma.

Loren, who comforted the boy, turned to leave, and followed the rut marks on the ground to leave the still smoking shantytown, and he didn't even need to pay too much attention to notice how panicked the other party was when he left.

I don't know how many intersections I have turned, and Loren, who has crossed half of Gumu Town, found the empty and broken carriage in a small alley - obviously the other party is not completely brainless, and knows to cover up the tracks, so he threw down the carriage and chose to leave on foot.

But he didn't have to bother to look for it, and Loren, who was slightly gasping, had a weird smile on his face, looking at the luxurious house opposite, and there was a wooden sign with the words "Lyle's house" on it.

The mansions of one of the few wealthy merchants in Gumwood - and the one Draco had mentioned.

"Anyway, life is really full of coincidences. ”