It's the night curfew time in Fog Castle, and it's forbidden to walk around the city at will, and there will be patrol soldiers under the City Lord's Council, as well as a few church night watchmen to enforce the night curfew orders.

Unable to go out in search of food, Loki could only hold back the hunger in his stomach and shift his mind to wait for the dawn.

Loki scratched at the bird's nest-like hair, he now thinks that although the quantum biocomputer can improve its capabilities, it can't identify the path of the system to the dark, and he needs other means and methods to protect himself.

The identity of the half-elf is really terrible, Loki frowned and thought, in fact, he still has many ways to save his life, or escape the Brotherhood of the Black Street, and it is not that there are no orphanages or sympathetic residents in the small town.

However, because of his half-elf status, he was not only ostracized by the church orphanage, but also discriminated against and beaten, and even dressed up cleanly, he could be captured and sold by slave traders.

Loki thought of the 'Circus of Okutsuki' he had been to the day before yesterday, and the skills of the female dwarf Olivia always made him unforgettable, since recording Olivia's video, the system has split out frame by frame of freeze-motion slow motion, and even the muscle activity and joint force direction have been analyzed by the system with data.

With such a relatively complete action image, Loki can only watch in a hurry, he has secretly tried almost most of the movements, and he can't do it now.

"Maybe it's a physical disparity?" he could only comfort himself.

A feeling of hunger soon interrupted his thoughts.

Food, food, food!! Loki's stomach and intestines are on fire, don't think about it, he lacks everything but youth, and of course what he lacks most now is biological energy.

......

As soon as the sky lit up, a figure ejected from the ruined house.

Loki went straight to the first tavern in Fogcastle City, which had just opened, and the owner with a little barbarian blood was wiping the wooden table, and there were a few hangover drunkards on the chair floor.

Loki didn't pick expensive food, he just asked for the broth, vegetable soup, and a bunch of fluffy bread left over from the previous night.

For a morning, Loki was constantly eating, he drank all the leftover soup in a small half bucket, ate clean bread and other dry food, and spent 60 copper to still eat unsatisfied.

The tavern gradually became more crowded in the morning, and the upper floor was a two-story room for travelers to rest and stay, and the tavern was not short of people, and it was also a well-informed place.

"Have you heard? Now the trade route north of Wubao is not easy to walk, there are fewer and fewer merchants on the land, and even the merchant ships on the Cangyan River are much less than before. ”

"What, it can't be those orc brutes, right? Aren't they just a bunch of scattered tribe idiots?"

"I don't know, it is said that some caravans were attacked by orcs, when did they become so bold?"

Loki sat in a corner of the tavern with a plate of freshly baked soft bread on the table, chewing quickly, his ears unconsciously picking up all the sound information.

I have to admit that the system is powerful, although the sonic hearing function is only optimized by 5.6‰, but in this tavern, he can hear all the sounds clearly and distinguish all the tiny sound vibration information.

A bearded man dressed as an adventurer put down the cup in his hand and continued: "Don't mention the orcs, those fools can only live in the north in a tribal way, and we will run the caravan in the south, let's have another drink happily!"

"That's right, what does the stupid orc have to do with us, it's better to go to the city square to watch a big circus, I heard that the performances in it are not simple guys. ”

The bearded adventurer took another sip of wine and said disdainfully, "What if it's not simple, won't it be looted by the guys from the Blue Moon Church in the end?"

His companion hesitated: "Not necessarily, I heard others say that the Aoyue Circus is not an ordinary fish belly, there are several real professionals in it, and it will not be so easy to mess with." ”

"Hmph, pros? Even the wealthy slave traders' lords rarely hire pro guards. ”

Loki, who was hiding in the shadows, gathered all the information about all the conversations in the tavern, and couldn't help but frown when he heard the topic of 'professionals', a term he had heard more than once in years.

In the limited information that Loki has known, 'professional' may be a general term for a powerful person, not a specific profession, and even 'priest', 'knight', 'adventurer', 'hunter', and 'soldier' have the title of professional, just like a person's ability has reached a certain level, and 'professional' is the name that distinguishes this degree of ability.

There are actually better places to collect this information in Fog Castle City, such as: Adventurers' Union, Mercenary Union, Merchant Union, etc...... But Loki couldn't get in, and the news about the world and the outside world was a little hazy over the years.

"Anyway, I'm not optimistic about this Aoyue Circus, for so many years, as long as it is recognized by the Blue Moon Sect Pastor Baker, how can anyone not be blackmailed to the point of bankruptcy?"

The Blue Moon Sect should be the Blue Moon Shinrikyo Sect, Loki knows about this church, but he doesn't know much about it, he only knows that the church site is in the city, and the Blue Moon Shinrikyo has a lot of influence among human civilians and nobles, and he didn't have any intersection with a beggar like him before.

Loki thought for a moment, how the Blue Moon Shinrikyo used to have nothing to do with him, but now that he heard the news that the Blue Moon had contacted the circus, it had something to do with him.

Loki finished the bread in his hand in a few bites, wiped his mouth and quietly left the tavern.

......

On the way to the circus in the city, Loki passes by the dwarven 'Hammer Daddy' weapons shop.

Behind the counter was a ten-year-old apprentice human blacksmith, and after paying the price of two coppers, the apprentice finally stopped rolling his eyes with contempt. According to the apprentice, Daddy Hammer got a weapon blueprint the day before yesterday and was busy working on it in the blacksmith's hut in the backyard of the shop.

Loki was desperate to get his own custom-made tactical claw knife and let the apprentice call the old dwarf, who was unlikely to be afraid of the dwarf's stinky temper. In the end, Loki ignored his apprentice's obstruction and slipped straight to the blacksmith's hut in the backyard of the shop.

The sound of hammers could be heard in the distance, and Loki saw a shed with no walls on all sides, and he could feel the heat coming from inside when he stepped in.

The old dwarf was wearing a blacksmith's leather apron, and his eyes were intently beating the short blades that had been formed on the iron felt.

Loki has optimized the visual image, and it is easy to find that a table in the room has been made into a half-finished claw knife.

The entire tactical claw knife is shorter than the usual dagger, the overall length is less than fifteen centimeters, and the blade presents a gray-white metallic luster, the reason why it is said to be a semi-finished product is because the handle has not been glued under the blade, and the crescent blade has not been sharpened.

"Half-elf bastard, do you want to steal Daddy's craft?"

The old dwarf apparently spotted Loki who had rushed in, and shouted angrily as he banged on the iron felt.

"I just wanted to see what the best blacksmith in Fog Castle looked like. ”

The old dwarf's two bean-like eyes glared at the half-elf boy, "Hmph, your vision is not bad." ”

Although Loki's sonic analysis system is not optimized, there are many functions in it, including sentiment analysis, or it may be that the dwarf is too easy to see through, and the answer is given directly on the retina, and the dwarf is in a good mood.

"You're early, though, and it will take at least a morning to complete these two weapons. ”

"No problem, I can wait. ”

Loki didn't care about waiting for a while, and he was not polite at all, and went in and took the half-finished claw knife and looked at it repeatedly.

"Half-elf little bastard, don't touch the east and west, don't you have the energy to help?"

Looking at Loki, who was idle, the old dwarf's temper turned bad again.

"Go get a proper hammer. ”

Loki didn't refute when he heard this, he went to the rack of the dwarf's finger and picked up the hammer, this kind of blacksmith hammer tool weighs differently, Loki tried it with effort, the heaviest is nearly fifty pounds, he can only use two hands to lift a little height, the lightest hammer is also more than seven pounds, it's no problem to pick it up with one hand, but it definitely can't swing a few more times.

"Is it any wonder that I haven't seen a half-elf blacksmith who is as weak as you?" said the old dwarf as he looked at Loki unappetly.

"Come and hold on to the iron tongs, and clamp them with both hands. ”

"Oh my God, are you an elf who drinks dew every day? ”