Dawn Town.

Inside a low house in the business area.

Levi walked out with a thick stack of documents.

"Theoretically, the information of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood is top secret, and we never disclose it to the public."

Freya pressed her hands on the Nanmu table and said in a serious tone:

"But considering your special situation, and the fact that you have killed more than a dozen robbers in a row, we have decided to make an exception."

"But these materials cannot be taken away, they can only be read here, and we ask for your understanding."

Roger nodded cooperatively.

When even open the dossier and read it carefully.

I have to say.

Dawning's intelligence system is quite complete.

Whether it is the information of Jonny Turtle or the information of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood, the summary is very rigorous.

Roger read through it and got a general idea of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood.

As Freya said.

This is a group of robbers who are kings of the mountain.

Their leader came from the sea, and it was most likely a pirate who had come ashore.

At first, their range of activity was limited to the area between the East Coast and the Knight's Avenue.

Gradually, their strength grew.

After completely taking control of the strip east of the Knight's Avenue.

Their claws gradually extended to other areas, touching the edge of Paramount Manor.

According to the description on the intelligence.

The headquarters of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood is hidden among the mountains of the Hal countryside, and no one knows the exact location yet.

These robbers are real scum, murder and arson, adultery and plunder are commonplace.

They have been seen performing evil rituals in the mountains.

The scene was terrifying and bloody.

……

"Thank you."

Gently closing the file, Roger stood up and thanked him.

"You're welcome."

Freya put her hand on the hilt of her sword, her expression a little helpless:

"It would be a remiss of our duty to let the robbers disturb the peace of the farm."

"It's just that the lord has been busy dealing with the enemy in the west recently, which gives them an opportunity."

Roger wondered:

"Enemies to the west?"

Freya nodded and said:

"You've probably heard the name of the Lord of the Evil Spirits."

"The necromancers entrenched in the Bones are the biggest enemies of Paramount Manor at the moment, and the Lord Lord has been fighting them on the northwestern border for days."

I see.

Roger nodded secretly in his heart.

It's no wonder that during this time, he didn't have the opportunity to meet the Lord of Alain.

At that moment, he clenched his fists:

"This information is quite useful to me."

"Thank you very much!"

Freya breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's good."

"We'll send more patrols."

"But you have to be careful."

Roger smiled faintly:

"It doesn't matter."

Levi said worriedly:

"But didn't you say they're already eyeing you?"

Roger's right index finger gently buckled on the Nanmu tabletop, and the smile on his face was still light and light:

"Now, I'm eyeing them."

"Oh yes, Levi."

"Do me a favor."

……

Five days later.

East of Knight's Boulevard, outside the Hall countryside, a fairly lively gathering place.

Roger walked briskly across a stream of sewage.

A prompt came from the data bar.

……

"You've discovered Capone Manor."

……

"It's finally here."

Although he only carried a crucible, Roger still stretched out a little tiredly.

This five-day hike.

Let him seriously reflect on the ultimate proposition of "why don't you learn to ride earlier".

There is a shortage of horses in Tongma Town, so there is no place to study.

Paramount Manor is a great place to learn how to ride.

Before he could learn how to ride, he was hit by several emergencies so much that he still has to rely on his legs for long journeys.

Don't say anything else.

It's a bit inefficient.

As for the skill of "domesticating animals", it can only be said that it looks very good, but the effect is average in practice.

After being knocked somewhere by a small elk.

He resolutely gave up the idea of domesticating wild animals as mounts.

However, the five-day walk was not without its gains.

At least he met a large number of Jonny turtles!

These Jonny tortoises apparently don't know what's going on at Paramount Manor.

Seeing Roger walking on the road, there were even people who came up to block the road.

This kind of behavior can move Roger's arms, and the tears are a turbulent stream.

In the end, he endured the pain and accepted his life with tears.

So.

The number of Jonny turtles that died at Roger's hands officially exceeded the 1,200 mark.

Even better.

There's also an elite template of the Jonny Turtle brothers!

It gave Roger a rather rare specialty.

……

"Longevity (3 Ring Specialty): For every 1 year you get, your luck increases by 0.1."

……

Roger pondered.

This is probably "the more you grow up, the luckier you get"!

……

He walked slowly through the territory of Capone Manor.

This is the only nearby gathering place that has not been destroyed by the Red Sleeve Brotherhood.

Because of the owner of Capone Manor.

He is the third leader of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood.

It's a mixed place, and everyone has it.

The security is so bad that when you walk on the road, you will be beaten at any time.

But there are still a large number of people gathered here.

Most of them are poor people who have lost their villages.

Roger's target is a bar on the estate called "Tuna and Beauty".

Intelligence shows.

It was a semi-public stronghold planted by the Redsleeve Brothers in Capone Manor.

……

Night.

In a smoky bar.

The air was mixed with the smell of low-quality tobacco and pungent alcohol.

The cries of debauchery came and went.

Someone was caught in the back alley, and he screamed.

There are also women who scold and scold the man on his body, and rummage through his pockets vigorously; The latter remained motionless and breathless.

Regulars are indifferently doing what they love to do.

The bartender also yawned lazily.

Occasionally, he would come forward to drive away the little girls who were pestering the guests.

It's in this chaotic atmosphere.

A nervous-looking stranger suddenly pushed the door open.

Someone whistled softly.

A pair of malicious eyes stabbed like hyenas that smelled blood.

"I'm looking for old Pete."

The man grabbed his collar and trembled nervously:

"I know the rules, give me the cheapest drink."

The bartender couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and after quickly handing him a glass of water mixed with some wine, he pointed to the innermost box and said:

"That's old Pete."

"Young man, give you a word of advice, if you can't get anything good, your back door will be blown up tonight."

The young man shuddered again, bowed his head and drank the wine.

Then, cautiously, he made his way through the crowd and approached the box.

"I have something to sell."

He suddenly said loudly.

It looked too nervous, a little out of control.

There was a man and a woman sitting in the box.

The man is fifty as promised, with a horse face and a hooked nose, prominent cheekbones, and a look that is not easy to mess with.

The woman is beautiful, but the makeup is heavy.

When the outsiders shouted at the box, she still exposed most of her upper body.

"Are you deaf when Lao Tzu is old?"

Old Pete jerked away the woman sitting on top of him and dragged the man into the box.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The stranger was so frightened that he almost cried.

"Fuck you, what the hell is it?"

Old Pete scolded.

"It's a treasure I found in the old house."

The man hesitated and pulled a corner of his clothes.

It was a pitch-black statue.

The monster on the statue is realistic and delicate, like the work of some master craftsman.

Old Pete's pupils shrank slightly.

"Gargoyles?"

"I'll see."

He grabbed the statue unceremoniously and examined it carefully.

The stranger stood at the foot of the wall with a cower, staring at old Pete.

The latter looked up and gave the woman a look.

The woman snorted softly.

Then he walked slowly to the stranger's side, put his arm on his shoulder, and exhaled like a lando:

"Don't be nervous."

"We're doing serious business."

"If it's really good, it's not less than a point."

She pulled the stranger to sit down slowly.

"I'll go to an expert and get it done."

"You're waiting for me here."

Old Pete said this suddenly, and left the box with the statue in his arms.

"But my ......"

Before the stranger could finish his words, he was persuaded by the woman.

Bang.

The box door is closed.

The woman smiled sewitchingly, like an octopus, wrapped around the stranger's body.

In an unnoticed perspective.

Between the woman's fingernails, the glimmer of the blade faintly shines.

She just wanted to make a move.

Right now.

The sudden, severe pain pierced the nerves of her brain directly!

The woman's mouth opened wide.

I can't even breathe it in one breath!

……

Pingsha School Martial Arts!

Knee bang!

The next second.

Roger took advantage of the situation and covered her mouth with his left hand.

The palm of his right hand flashed with blue light, and the green worm sword came out in response, mercilessly stabbing this woman through the pair!

……

"You killed Vicky (Human Assassin/Elite)"

"You have gained 30 XP"

"You gained 26 Chivalry."

"Killing Order Reward Acquisition ......"

"You've gained a specialty from Vicky, Transfiguration."

……