Hiram still arrived at the hottest bar in Port Ringe, the Golden Oak Bar, which is said to have taken its name from the sleek golden oak bar.

This is the most crowded bar in Lingke Harbor, and it is said that some noble children will specially disguise themselves to enter it in order to experience the excitement here, so this bar will sometimes break out from time to time, such as the legend that the maid ascended to the sky and became a noble woman.

These rumors, which seem to be true and false, have further fueled the popularity of the Golden Oak Bar.

There are not a few people like Hiram who come on time every day.

After ordering a glass of "Summer" from the Leba Winery, the killer chatted with a maid he had only met for the past two days.

Of course, his ears were already high up, collecting all the information around him.

Sure enough, the hard work paid off, and after listening to the romantic history of the city lord in the N section and the legendary rise of the local chamber of commerce boss, the killer finally heard something different.

"Did you hear that? We've got a paladin of Tyre. ”

"What's so strange about that! Our Lingke Port has developed shipping and prosperous commerce, not to mention the paladin of Tyre, even the spider master mother of the goddess of Ross has not been here! Although his back was to the person who spoke, the killer could still imagine him disdainfully saying this.

"Hehe, if the light is a paladin, I'll tell you what to do! Tsk...... "The speaker did not think of the pestle, but took a sip of wine and then continued unhurriedly: "This little knight has boasted of the sea, and he will do his part to rid the evil of Lingke Harbor and correct the mistakes of this evil city, and tomorrow he will set up a gambling game in the port, and the loser will swear to stay away from evil forever, but the one who wins can win him a suit of armor and 100 gold coins." ”

"Oh? And this good thing? "The armor of those temple paladins is not a bargain, in order to attract believers, the armor of those temple paladins is designed with quite intricate patterns, outlined with precious metals, and the practical value of the wheel may be equivalent to that of ordinary plate armor, but if it is for ornamental value, it is a heaven and a place. The armor of this little knight is worth 1,000 gold coins, to say the least, and with the extra 100 gold coins, 1,100 gold coins is not a small number.

Many successful merchants in this Lingke Harbor did not have 1,000 gold coins when they started.

"That's, I can still lie to you, can't I?"

"What is that kid's strength?" Apparently the drinker was tempted.

"Hehe, you and I have a good relationship, how about even if you get 9% off this information?" The poor dagger said with a smile.

At this moment, the drinker who had already been aroused by him had no choice but to pay the money, and only then did he obtain a scroll recording the knight's strength.

"Bring me a glass of Bloody Maria, on the rocks, with two slices of lemon, oh, forget it, one slice!" Hiram turned back to the bartender.

The bartender was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and said with a smile, "Good guest, Bloody Mary needs some time." If you're bored, why don't you go to the booth with our lovely Mary and wait? ”

"Oh, Lord Vane, I'm ......" Mary pushed Hiram in a reluctance and ran over first.

There was a whistle all around, and everyone knew what was going on in that dimly lit booth.

When Hiram walked to the booth, Mary was nowhere to be seen, and only a hooded guy was waiting quietly.

Hiram seemed accustomed to this, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

"Since you can say the code word, then you are naturally qualified to trade."

"Tell me, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know everything about the little knight who threatens to destroy the evil today."

Hylam's request did not surprise the hooded man, and there have been six intelligence deals tonight, four of which were about the paladin, which also made him a lot of money.

"This knight is said to have entered the city this afternoon, but we have not found any clues about his entry, and there are no clues about him in nearby cities and ships, so we preliminarily speculate that it should be a private teleportation circle."

"Although he is wearing an ordinary temple plate armor, we have found professionals who have personally observed the aura on his body, and it is indeed Tyr's power."

"So we have reason to suspect that a certain department within the Temple of Tyre, the God of Justice, has developed a disgust with the disorderly growth of the underworld forces in Lingke Harbor, so such a small knight has been launched to fight in the ring."

"First, it can be regarded as a warning to the city lord, and secondly, it is estimated that it is also for the fame of this little guy."

"Oh? You say this because his name is not found in the temple of Tyre? ”

"You also think too highly of us, the names of the people in the temple are what we should be worried about, and there are so many hidden factions, one or two pop up every year, and we go there to collect so much information!" The hooded man said self-deprecatingly.

"Good." Hiram tossed a platinum coin and turned to leave.

"Hehe, big money!"

The hooded man reached out directly to catch it, and then stopped the killer who was leaving.

"For the sake of your arrogance, I will give you a piece of advice!"

"Huh? What the? Hiram asked looking back with some curiosity.

"Don't mess with that little knight! According to the professional, although the young paladin was not very old, his devotion and loyalty to the gods was no less than that of an old priest who had served the gods for decades. ”

"You don't look like you're short of money, so why bother with this troubled water?" The hooded man said.

"Okay, thank you!" Hiram smiled.

The words just now had actually aroused the competitive spirit in the killer's heart, and the paladins of Tyre, the key cultivation targets of the Hidden Church, had only gradually increased the belief that Hiram would go.

The hooded man can naturally hear the perfunctory, but he has fulfilled his obligation to remind, if people are looking for death, he can't force it, right?

"I didn't expect to find a fun time, yes!"

Early in the morning, the port.

The waves crashing on the stone boardwalk on the shore bring a faint smell of sea, which, combined with the sound of the waves and the rising sun, brings a rare touch of tranquility to this busy port.

But everyone didn't care about this rare view, but instead set their eyes on the small stone-paved square at the end of the boardwalk.

Several large wooden crates were piled up there to form a simple ring, on which a paladin with a young face was staying, wiping his armor and blades with a holy face.

Several people pushed and shoved, and finally a guy who looked like a loiterer was pushed to the front of the stage by his partner.

"Hey, boy, are you going to compete?"

"Yes, for the glory of my lord, I will do what I punish......" The little knight was about to make a tirade, and the wanderer immediately interrupted him.

"Did you say that defeating you will get you a piece of armor and 100 gold coins?" The wanderer asked again in confirmation.

"Naturally, I ......"

"Look at the move!" The wanderer didn't wait for the paladin to finish speaking, and a poisoned dagger stabbed at his neck, and a faint bitter smell wafted through it, it was the smell of Chimera's venom.