Sawa and Divo had dinner in the blink of an eye, and then walked around Dugu City, although the atmosphere has been a little tense recently because of the war, but there are still many pedestrians on the street, old people walking after dinner, children chasing and fighting, a few girls chattering and discussing the latest clothes of Jinyi, everything looks so peaceful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The only discord may be that the frowning and bored Sawyer walks, and after learning that the gates of Lonely City will not be completely closed even at night, Divo goes out to find his group of mercenaries, according to him, such a rich city is not for him.

Sawyer also understood that it was the incident in the evening that stabbed the self-esteem of this Nord man, and it was estimated that this guy Divo would be practicing in the camp outside the city all night.

Although Sawyer had a faint dislike for the city of class divisions, after getting used to the free and peaceful atmosphere of other cities, especially Snowman, he had to stay and wander around the city in the hope of getting a little inspiration to help him get an invitation.

Originally, I thought that by relying on the identity of the nature elf, I could get an invitation by finding a random middle and high-level manager of Somer to show a little interest in the party, but after chatting with Ma Byrne during dinner, I learned that the relationship between the natural elf and Somer was not much better, at most, the well water did not interfere with the river water, and if you really want to investigate it, the two even have a faint hostile meaning.

After all, Somer is only a joint organization of some high elves and wood elves, but the treatment of other opponents of the same race is still brutal, and the natural elves naturally look down on this kind of organization.

And Sommer is also wary of natural elves, after all, Elven Island is not far from Valen Forest and Summer Twilight Island, and its strength is extremely strong, so Somer, an extremely xenophobic organization, will naturally feel extremely uncomfortable.

In this way, the identity of the natural elf is directly abolished, not only can he not help Sawyer get the invitation, maybe Sawyer will appear in the embassy with this highly recognizable face, and he will be arrested by Somer, although he will not do anything to Sawyer, but it is certain that he will be sent back to Elf Island and extort something from Elf Island.

"I'm worried."

Sawyer sighed, the goal of the mission suddenly changed from getting invitations to disguise his identity, do you still have to put on makeup beforehand? In this regard, Sawyer can only inquire if there are professional pretenders similar to "face sculptors" in the city.

The best place to inquire about information is the tavern, but considering what he has done before, plus some sensitive identity, several taverns in Lonely City are not the best choice, in case Somo hears the news, he will inevitably experience some trouble again.

As for who to ask, Sawyer also made a decision in his heart.

Noster? Hawkeye, a veteran of the World War, lost an eye in the Anville Fortress in Sylodir, and has enough hatred for Somer, so naturally he will not tell Somer, and Snoth has been hiding in Lonely City for so long, and now he is also a small snake in Lonely City, so he naturally knows a lot about these gossip, so he naturally becomes the best choice for Soyer.

The beggar and one-eyed thought that he was a guy who would be easy to find, but Sawyer walked around the city for a long time, until the sun completely set and the night sky was full of stars, and Sawyer did not find anyone who met the criteria, but was stopped again at the entrance of the rich area, but Sawa also knew that there could be no beggars in the rich area, so there was no dispute.

In desperation, Sawyer had to drag his tired pace back, anyway, there were still three days to go, and he was not in a hurry for this night.

Returning to the door of the blinking snow rat, seeing the two waiters avoiding him as if avoiding the plague god, Sawa just shook his head, too lazy to bother with these people, and the moment he pushed the door, he glanced back in a ghostly way.

(There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!) ）

Sawyer screamed secretly, in front of the tavern opposite, the old man who was blind in one eye, dressed in a sackcloth robe, and was leaning on the pillar to drink, who could it be if it wasn't Snott!

"Snott? Eagle Eye? ”

Sawyer handed over two silver coins.

"Oh, may your steps ...... Wait, what did you just call me? ”

The beggar took the silver coin, and habitually thanked him, but only realized halfway through speaking, was he drunk and hallucinating? The elf in front of him actually called himself Hawkeye?

"I'm just a veteran, you must have made a mistake."

The beggar shook his head and shoved the silver coin back into Sawyer's hand before turning away, but Sawa grabbed him by the arm.

"Looks like it's you, veteran Snout Hawkeye."

Seeing the beggar's reaction, Sawyer was even more sure that the person in front of him was the Snoot he was looking for, how could he let him leave, and directly pulled him into the tavern, Snoot originally wanted to resist, but was swiped by a spell by the doctor lying on Sawyer's shoulder, and the strength of his whole body instantly went to eighty percent, and he could only let Sawa pull into the tavern next to him.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, Sawyer was directly pushed out by a huge sound, Sawyer suddenly understood a little, why there is a class division in a place like a tavern, this mercenary tavern is compared with the blinking snow mouse opposite, in terms of atmosphere alone, it is simply the gap between a tavern and a high-end café!

"Meow!"

The moment Sawa pushed the door, the doctor lying on his shoulder also blew up, and three white lights brushed on his body in a row, and the hemispherical white cover shrouded the pointed cat ears, as if he was wearing sound-isolating headphones, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to lie down again, but was knocked on the head by Sawyer.

"Get me one too."

Sawyer pointed to his ear a little unpleasantly, this guy is too eyeless.

The doctor rolled his eyes and swiped another spell on Sawyer, and by the way, he grabbed the hemp rope that bound his hair, and the black hair of the shawl just covered the white light in the ear holes.

"Let's go, let's talk inside."

Sawyer smiled with satisfaction, then pulled Snoth back into the tavern, threw a gold coin at the bar, and walked to a corner table.

After the tavern owner brought over two glasses and two bottles of honey wine, he said "Call me if you have something" and ignored Snow's gaze for help, and left in a funny way.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm just trying to get some questions."

Looking at Snott's sweeping eyes, Sawyer rolled his eyes, is this thing planning an escape route?

"I'm just a wounded veteran, so there's nothing to inquire about."

Snott replied, but his eyes kept glancing.

"You're enough, I'll rob a beggar? Phew, I'm not going to do anything to you! If you move again, you'll be paralyzed! ”

Looking at Snott's actions, Sawyer slapped the table with tears and laughter, and had to threaten, which made Snoth a lot more honest.

"I'll just tell you straight, I'm not interested in whether you're a deserter at all, I just want to ask, is there anyone in Lonely City who can, well, help someone change their appearance temporarily?"

Sawyer originally wanted to talk about disfigurement, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that there was no disfigurement in this world, so he asked in a different way.

"Change your appearance?" Snott was stunned, a little crying and laughing, "You brought me here just to ask this?" ”

"Ahem, I'm not in a bit of a hurry," Sawa scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Just tell me where I can help." ”

"The troubadour academy, if not too demanding, there are quite a few people there who can do it."

"Not demanding? What if I wanted to be a normal elf? ”

"High elves? Okay," Snott narrowed, "but can you tell me what you're going to do?" ”

"If so, do you have a better suggestion?"

Sawyer smiled, but Snoth was silent, just staring straight at Sawyer.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I just want to sneak into the Somer embassy to 'see and see'."

"Insight?" Snott laughed, "In that case, I do have a better choice." ”

"Looks like Lonely City is also very welcoming to charity."

Sawyer stood up with a smile, patted Snout's shoulder and said loudly, but his eyes glanced to the side without a trace, Snout glanced at Sawyer's eyes, laughed too, and said in the same loud voice: "Then please ask Mr. to go to the field with me." ”

The two of them smiled at each other, drank the honey from the glass, and left the tavern side by side.

"Charity? What the hell is this guy going on? ”

At the table next to them, two cloaked men muttered a few words, and followed them out of the tavern, one of them quietly followed Sawyer and the others out of the city, while the other hurried in the other direction.

Sawyer and Hawkeye seemed to be unaware of the little tail behind them, and rushed all the way to the outer part of Lonely City, Snoth came to the door of a small cabin with ease, and without knocking, he pushed the door and walked in, Sawyer followed, and closed the door with his hand.

As soon as the door was closed, a dark shadow came to the door, and quietly put its ear to the door, but could not hear a sound in the room.

The black shadow had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't dare to push the door open easily, until after waiting for a few minutes, the black shadow finally ran out of patience, took out a crossbow from the cloak with his right hand, and gently pressed the door with his left hand.

Squeak~

The wooden door was gently pushed open, the moonlight was obscured by the dark clouds, and the black cave hut seemed to be a life-devouring monster, and the black shadow jumped out violently, and the crossbow arrow in his hand was firmly aimed at the door.

The breeze blew, blowing up the corner of the black shadow cloak, a piece of paper flew in the wind, and was firmly grasped by the black shadow in his hand, the crossbow in his right hand was still stable, he glanced at the note in his hand, but it was seven strange symbols.

The wind grew stronger, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky, and in an instant, the moonlight dispersed and flowed into the house along the gap between the thatched grass on the roof, illuminating the scene inside......

"Damn!"

The black shadow picked up the crossbow and threw it to the ground in a frustrated manner, and as if venting, he pulled the cloak off his head, revealing the face of a high elf.

Inside, the house was empty, and the open back door swayed slightly in the wind, creaking as if to mock the crappy stalker......