Chapter 0138: Hunter Organization
On the wild trail in the dark night, the carriage creaked and the coachman grabbed the reins. "Sir, according to your request, you are going to rent this carriage for two months, and I can give you a little discount. β
"No, maybe it's not as easy as you think. The young man in the car responded to the driver.
"You are such a kind person, I think you should tell me your honorific title, and I can greet you on the way. The old coachman was glad to have received the order, which was so dilapidated that many people would not hire it, but he did not have enough money to get a brand new one, and it was enough to finish the business.
"Downing Stewart. The young man in the car responded.
"Mr. Downing, have you decided where we are going first?" the coachman had not yet gotten an exact whereabouts from the young man who had hired him, and left Blott City first.
"That's a good question. Downing sat in the car and thought that the next goal was easier for him, but they were scattered all over the place, and he didn't want to make the journey too tiring, and he had to find a way to gather them.
With the old book in his hand and Edward Teach's name crossed out, Downing muttered to himself in the direction of Catherta. "Uncle Adebayo, your vengeance has been avenged. β
He looked at the next name, Hendwell Carter, the leader of the famous Bounty Hunter Organization, who had carried out many complex assassination missions and never missed, which rewarded him a lot.
Uncle Soluk of Catherta was once the leader of the Bounty Hunters, but now he is not, and Hendwell Carter takes his place.
It was not easy to deal with this powerful bounty hunter leader, and he had to choose several powerful candidates from the bounty hunter organization as targets, because Henwell Carter's trail was not easy to find, and he had to force him to show up.
As for which targets to choose, Downing had already made his decision, and he stuck his head out of the window and looked at the coachman. "You know Gattuso, Mr. Gerald, Ivan Gattuso. β
Gerald tugged at the reins of his horse and thought for a moment. "You're talking about the famous bounty hunter, Ivan Gattuso? I can't think of anyone else by that name but him. β
Downing snapped his fingers. "That's right, it's him, you must know his story. β
"Of course, he's a bounty hunter, one of the best bounty hunters, and I've heard that he's killed witches, and even killed some powerful enemies, and word of mouth has earned him his current reputation, but I don't think it's good to kill people, and he's done a lot of bad things. β
"Okay, now we have to go to where he is. "Downing decided on the first leg of the trip.
Once again, the bad feeling was hard to get used to, and after a month, the paladin re-arrived in the port of Reus, and it was not easy to find out about Pagna, but it was not difficult to find out about the other girl, because he got information from Sara that the girl had business here.
Soon he inquired about the chain of Royce port and found the other party's business place.
"Madam, may I ask where the owner of this chain store is, this business is good, I am willing to invest and partner with him. "Paladins have learned a little smarter.
The female employee in charge of the shop looked at the paladin. "Maybe you should buy some first and taste it, and then saying these words will make me believe more. β
The Paladin bought a lot of snacks and got the address of the office, and he hurried to the office, but did not see the person he wanted to see in the office.
"Sorry, our boss is not here, she has some things to do, and now this is our care. β
"Well, I'm a good friend of your boss, and there's an old man by his side, and I know him, Pugna, and I have to find him for something. β
"It turned out to be a friend of Mr. Pugna, sorry, rude. "The office employee became very polite. "Mr. Pugner is now the treasurer of our dim sum chain. β
Now that it was confirmed that Pugner was indeed here, and that Downing hadn't deceived him, the paladin breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay then, tell me where he is?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pagner left with Ms. Taylor, we don't know the exact itinerary, if you need it, we will provide you with comfortable accommodation and wait for them to return. The employee replied.
"No, I think they must have mentioned some clues before. β
"That's right, they said they were going to cross the Reuss Strait, and as for what to do, they didn't say. β
What are they going to do across the Reuss Strait? Perhaps some news could be heard along the way, the paladins left the port of Reuss, hired a group of horses, and went along the landing route.
The town of Norma is located deep in the mountains, and the transportation is not very convenient, and the daily necessities are usually delivered here on some fixed days, and the price is usually expensive, but it is very suitable for living, the residents of the town are quite harmonious, and they know each other and everyone in the town.
A dilapidated horse-drawn carriage came to the quiet town and attracted attention, and few horse-drawn carriages would come here except for the small merchants who came here to sell their goods.
Some of the children were running along the side of the carriage.
Someone stuck his head out of the carriage. "Kids, I need to ask you something. β
The naΓ―ve children followed the vehicle. "Sir, did you bring sweets? The merchants bring some every time they come, and we bring money, you see. The child stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand lay a bronze Caesar.
The young man motioned for the coachman to stop, got out of the car, took the candy out of his pocket and gave it to the children. "I'll give you candy, and you'll have to take me to find Mr. Gattuso in town. β
Innocent children make messy noises. "Do you mean that guy who is a little fierce and always covers his face with a hat, he is not the native of the town. β
"That's right, it's him. β
The room was a bit cluttered, with countless empty wine bottles that smelled unpleasant, and a man reclining on a chair with a stubble on his face that looked like weeds, and martin boots on his feet that were polished, and Gattuso had rarely greeted the townspeople since he moved here.
He was called a freak by the townspeople, and even alarmed the town's sheriff and the hangman, who agreed that there was no problem.
It wasn't the life he wanted, but Gattuso had no choice, and he was removed from the Bounty Hunters, which meant he couldn't receive any bounty assignments, and he had to spend the rest of his life like this.
There was a knock at the door, accompanied by the noise of children, and Gattuso woke up, and he looked through the window at the children who were watching from the window, and got up from his chair, the hangover made him a little unsteady, kicked over some bottles, and shouted angrily, "Get out of here, don't bother me." β
As the children scattered, he turned around and picked up a new bottle of wine from the cupboard, uncorked it, and the knock on the door continued.
Gattuso was annoyed, and took up the sword from the cabinet, the scabbard was already rusted, and it took a great deal of effort to pull it out, and he went to the door, opened the door, and pointed the sword at the man at the door, and when he saw that the man at the door was not a mischievous child, his sword stopped.
"Mr. Gattuso, the way you greet your guests is quite special. The young man at the door raised his hands to signal that there was no danger, with a warm smile on his face.
Gattuso put away his sword and glanced at the children who were watching from a distance, and the somewhat dilapidated carriage.
"I'll give each of them a little favor, and then they brought me here to you, sorry to bother you. "The young man sincerely apologizes.
Gattuso put away his sword and blocked the doorway. "Are you the town's new sheriff or hangman?"
The young man took off his hat, his hair fell down to his shoulders, and saluted respectfully. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to make sure you're threatening, don't you mind if we come into the house and talk, it feels a little weird here. β
Gattuso let open the door, and the young man entered, scanning the cluttered room, frowning slightly, as if thinking of something, and turned back to explain. "Sorry I forgot to introduce myself, Downing Stewart. β
Gattuso didn't care about the other person's name and sat in his place, drinking strong wine. "Tell me why you're here, you don't look like a resident of the town. β
The bounty hunter's sense of smell gave Gattuso excellent judgment in a stable environment, and Downing found a clean place to stand. "How so. "He's going to have to keep testing them.
"The shirt was spotlessly clean, the townspeople weren't so laid-back, and the most important thing was that the townspeople didn't need to hire a carriage if they wanted to find me. Gattuso gave the basis for his judgment.
Downing applauded his sharp judgment. "Congratulations to you for not degrading your exceptional insight. He took out a bag of gold Caesars and threw it on the table in front of the drunkard. "I'm satisfied, I have a task for you. β
The money bag fell on the table with a crisp sound, Gattuso knew that it was Jin Caesar, the voice would not deceive, his face was a little surprised, he glanced at the money bag, and quickly moved his eyes away from the money bag. "I'm sorry, I had my bounty hunter's license revoked and I couldn't take on the quest, everyone knows it. β
In order to bring order to this obscure industry, the kingdom has issued a law that only those who have obtained a license from the Bounty Hunter Organization can practice this industry.
"Sorry, this assignment of mine is a bit peculiar, and a licensed bounty hunter is not for me. Downing put on his hat and took out a note and placed it on the table. "How's that, interested?"
Gattuso looked at the note, and he waved his hand. "I'm not going to risk it, please leave. β
"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse, maybe you will meet your old friend, the one you want to see the most, and it will be quite meaningful to you. Downing turned to leave.
Gattuso went to the door to see the young man leave, and then returned to the house and picked up the note, on which he saw a very peculiar name and a line of addresses.