The next day, early in the morning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fat Robin was the first to come to the tavern today, asked for the cheapest wine and meat, and muttered dissatisfied.

Su Ke eavesdropped for a while, and it turned out that it was Zen Da's martial law, which led to a decrease in outsiders, and Robin's business was not very good.

Obviously, this martial law, which has never been seen in the city of freedom, has greatly affected the lives of the people of Chanda.

But there is no way, the freelancers and heroic fighters nominally belong to Chanda, but in fact only some of them are loyal to the lord of Chanda.

Most of them defected to the banner in the name of freedom, and did not obey the dispatch at all. This is also a disadvantage of Liberty City.

Recently, the caravans coming and going to Chanda have also been rumored to be a big move by the Nord Kingdom to transfer troops. There are even many merchants who have begun to withdraw their assets from Chanda City.

The talk of ordinary travelers makes Sheriff Harrick feel like a great enemy. Harrick is said to have been preparing to recruit a new city guard.

Fat Robin drank his own ale, and was much better at Suke's sluggish attitude.

Because Su Ke is really busy running around at the moment, and he is also serving the guests well.

Suke has been racking his brains lately to figure out how to hire a few guys in the most cost-effective way.

In fact, after eliminating the ruffians and hooligans, there are not many idle people in Chanda, so the brains must be moved on the foreign population.

After serving the drinks to the guests, Sukli returned to the counter and continued to wipe his glasses.

Suddenly, the door to the tavern was pushed open by two heavily armed freelance knights.

The strong sunlight suddenly tore through the turbid air that filled the tavern with the smell of alcohol. Then Harrick, a sheriff in civilian clothes, slowly walked in with his hands behind his back.

The two freelancers each held a recruitment notice that the clerk had just copied. They are posted on prominent pillars throughout the lobby of the tavern.

"Ha, Sooke, it looks pretty good. ”

Harrick picked a corner with fewer people and sat down. Two freelancers who opened the way stood behind on the left and right.

"Thanks to you. I'm paying my taxes with quality and quantity," Suke greeted with a smile. "I wonder what you're doing early in the morning, what are they doing?"

"The Count has ordered me to recruit new soldiers in the city," Harrick said, playing with a wine glass. "You have a lot of mercenaries coming and going, so I ordered them to put up some recruitment notices in your tavern. ”

Suke's sister had already brought a bottle of wine and was about to pour it for Harrick.

Suker didn't answer. He could tell Harrick had something else to say, so he stepped out of the back of the bar and sat down with Harrick, motioning for his sister to take care of the guests.

Frass sensibly left the table, and the two freelancers stood between the table and the other drinkers, blocking Suke and Harrick.

Suker was even more convinced that Harrick had come for something. He didn't speak, just smiled and watched Harrick play with the cup.

After a long moment, Harrick sighed. "Su Ke, in fact, I came this time because I have something to do......"

Suke was silent.

"You know that Zenda's identity is very special, a completely neutral city. But the kingdom does not need to be neutral. Recently we heard the news that someone wanted to buy the head of the city lord. ”

Harrick had to admire the efficiency of the Silver Sword Organization, and in less than a day, they found out the mastermind behind the incident, Taisha Boye.

When Harrick heard the name, he didn't look surprised, and even looked calm.

He also received a message from the Silver Sword as an additional gift. That is, the Assassin who assassinated Prince Nord the night before was not the only one who targeted the prince.

In order to obtain this important news, Harrick promised to release all the captured Assassins of the Silver Sword, and compensated them with a handsome dinar.

When he heard from the other party that Count Aracis was another target of the Assassins, he immediately sent someone to inform the Earl of the matter and sent additional men to guard the Earl's mansion.

To this end, Harrick also entered into an employment agreement with the Silversword Organization. He hired Ria, the leader of the Silver Sword Order, with a large sum of money, to protect the safety of Count Alassis in secret.

"Count Arassis?" Suker finally spoke.

"Yes. Harrick nodded.

"But what does it have to do with me?" Suke replied suspiciously, "I seem to have said that I just want to live here in peace, the affairs of the kingdom, please don't get me involved." ”

"Sooke, I'm just asking you to help me get the news out of the bounty hunter's mouth, and keep an eye out for strange faces coming in and out of your place. ”

"As long as you can find useful information, I will give you a three-tier tax reduction. Harrick seemed to expect Suke to answer like this, and immediately gave his own terms.

Suke still shook his head. "No, once you get involved, you can't pick it up. I can only refuse, not to mention that you still have freelancers and heroes, and Serena and them. I think that's enough. ”

"Count Arassis is vital to Chanda!" Harrick smiled wryly, and Suk stopped talking.

After a long time, Harrick drank the wine from his glass. "In that case, I'll go first. But if you find out anything, you can come to me. ”

Suke didn't speak, didn't get up to see him off, just nodded.

Harrick sighed, glanced at the poet who was slumped in the corner, and walked away quickly.

When Frath saw that Harrick was gone, she came up and asked.

Suke just said to clean up the table and went back to the back of the bar, leaving his sister with a dazed face.

Suke still admires this Harrick very much, but he really doesn't want to get involved in the bloody storm anymore.

So, he called his sister and told her to pay attention to the strange faces who had recently entered and exited the tavern.

"Hey, Sooke," a well-fed and well-fed fat Robin leaned over to the bar. "What did he tell you, look at your sad face. ”

"What do you think of the news that someone is going to assassinate the Count?" Suke whispered to his old friend.

Fat Robin was taken aback at first, and said after a while: "I don't know, but the particularity and geographical location of Chanda City are indeed very important. ”

"I know that," Suke asked. "But what does this have to do with the assassination of the Earl. ”

"If Count Arassis suddenly dies, the city of Chanda will be borderless. Fat Robin said. "Suppose the news of the Count's death spreads, the armies of the other kingdoms will come to hear about it, because they have a reason to invade Chanda. ”

"With the exception of Salander, Kujit, and Rhodok, who are too far away, any kingdom taking possession of Chanda is a springboard for advancement. Fat Robin added. "Moreover, the mineral resources and organizational skills of Chanda City can bring abundant raw materials for war. ”

"So you don't just know how to strike iron. Suke's words subconsciously carry the meaning of praise.

"Suke," suggested Fat Robin to his old friend. "You shouldn't refuse Harek's request, it's about the safety of the whole of Zenda. ”

"But what about my safety?" Suke retorted. "And who's going to keep me safe?"

"Getting the news out of those bounty hunters just requires a little more tongue and more wine on them. Fat Robin asked puzzled. "What do you have to fear?"

"There are some things that you can't just ask, that's the rule. Suke pointed sharply. "I don't want to be wiped by those men in black in the middle of the night. ”

"Maybe it's time for you to hire a few bodyguards. Fat Robin dropped a few dirhams and turned away.