The dwarf captured by Boken did indeed seem to have nothing to do with any sapient creature now, he looked more like a dummy made of mud and flour, looking at Dominic with cloudy yellow eyes. His nose had dropped to www.biquge.info table, and he made a snot-snotting sound—a hundred and eight thousand miles away from a sapient creature.

"Enough pointless empty talk?" Dominic asked with a sneer.

"Please......" he pleaded in a low voice.

Dominic raised his head slightly, "You don't think there's anything to discuss about this matter, but I don't think so. What is certain is that you are selling those street children as commodities. He accentuated his tone as he leaned his face closer to the dwarf, which made him roll backwards in fright. "And you listen to me, God's will tells me not to free your soul for a while, but it doesn't tell me that you can never free your soul, so you'd better think about it. ”

"I'm just trying to make a living, and it's hard to survive in that place...... I don't really want to sell children. He fell to his knees, curled up in his half-human-sized body, which made him look more like a sphere. His rough brown beard was almost reaching the ground, and it was still stained with a mixture of his tears and some kind of pungent alchemical liquid.

"I know, I know. Dominic crouched down and kept his gaze parallel to his body. "But that's not what I want to know, in fact, these don't mean anything to any normal person, don't try to make excuses for not working hard. No one in Huttonmar discriminates against the dwarves, and they should be much friendlier to you than the Dark Elves living in the Dark City, right?"

The dwarf has been completely led by Dominic's nose, and all he can think about now is to live. Therefore, he would not hesitate to echo anything Dominic said at this time, even if it annoyed Dominic. "Patience isn't going to stay on me for long, so tell me, who are you trading with?"

"They usually come with a wagon to pick up the goods...... he realizes something is wrong, and immediately reverses his words. "Come pick up the stray kids. ”

"Well, it looks like you're trading with just "them"?" Dominic smiled, smiling coldly. Even that cold smile quickly froze on his face. "I want to be more specific!" he shouted, almost scaring the terrified dwarf to death. One by one, the guards guarding the cell stared at him with cold eyes, and he knew that the god of luck was far away from him.

"They...... They're gangsters in the backstreets, and their leader is Butz!" the dwarf cried out in terror, trying to ease his fears. But in the end, he found that instead of abating, the fear deepened. Yelling was always a delusion in his mind, for Dominic's hand had been clasped tightly on the corner of the cross behind his back, as if it could be pulled out and smashed the dwarf's head at any moment.

"Very well, you see, it's not that difficult, is it?" Dominic smiled a little more emotionally than before, which finally made him look less like an iceman from the snowy regions of the north.

"Yes, sir......" the dwarf whispered cautiously.

"So, the next question. Dominic waved his hand. "You know what to do, don't you, Mr. Dwarf?" the dwarf nodded vigorously, then swallowed to ease his nerves. "Well, do you know any other accomplices, the same ones who have done this filthy thing that makes God angry?"

"I know a black-hearted merchant in the backstreet, and that guy knows a little bit about alchemy. In the backstreets, many guys would go to him to buy potions. But the quality of the potion does not provide a guarantee, in fact, his alchemy potion is simply a fake of fakes. The dwarf gradually pulled away from the topic because of his nervousness, and if it hadn't been for Dominic's timely interruption, he believed that this guy would have told the alchemist the story completely. "I'm not interested in whether he's black-hearted, or if he's selling inferior potions for an expensive price, in fact, I don't care at all. What I want to know is if he was also involved in the child trafficking business?"

The dwarf nodded, his hands pinching the weeds beneath him. "That guy was the first to supply Mr. Booz, and when I got involved in it, he told me some practical ways to catch the stray kids. Of course, it wasn't gratuitous, and he charged me a sum of money. ”

"Where exactly is that guy in the back streets?" is it called?" asked Dominic.

"I don't know his real name, I just know that the guy was called "The Farroe Bay Man" by the people in the backstreets. His house was located in an alley in the east side of the back street, and I remember the house number was 263. ”

"Faroese Gulf, that's an interesting name, and on the face of it it looks like he is called - scum from Faroe Bay. But I don't remember that there were some scumbags in that place, especially now that it was occupied by the Delos Empire, it was even more impossible. Do you know anything else about the people of Farowan?"

The dwarf shook his head, deliberately deepening the sincerity on his face. "No, that's all I know. ”

I think whether God will forgive you or not depends on your own actions. Goodbye, dwarves. Dominic stood up and left the prison cell, which had tired him so much. Here, he didn't want to stay for a moment. If it weren't for his work, he would never have chosen to come here.

Evie had been waiting at the prison gate for a long time, and she knew it was a time-consuming errand, but she waited quietly. When Dominic came out of prison, she didn't immediately go up to ask about the conversation. This guy's face is very bad now, and she believes that the other party is tired of this place full of filth.

"Let's go back. Evine nodded and walked towards Hutton Marr Cathedral.

"Evie, if we catch these disgusting scum scum next time, you're responsible for talking to them. Dominic overtook Evie at a faster pace and beckoned without looking back.

"I'd be happy to ...... if that would take the burden off your heart," muttered Evie, looking at his back.

Golantis sat behind his desk, smiling, clearly glad that Dominic had extracted useful information from the captured dwarf. No, to be precise, she knew the outcome the moment the two of them entered the door. Compared to the dark, damp cell, the feeling of being in a church gave Dominic a new lease of life, and he stretched out his body and no longer looked as stiff as he had been in prison.

Dominic told the two of them the information that the dwarf had spewed, and he hadn't been able to decide what to do for the time being, which had almost become a habit, and when faced with a choice, he would subconsciously listen to Golantis and Evie's opinions.

"What are you anxious about, Dominic?" asked Golantis, who seemed to see Dominic's uncertainty.

"There are two clues at the moment, one is more subtle, after all, we have never been in contact with the guy known as the Farowan Man, and we lack enough information about him. The other is very straightforward, and that is to arrest the gang leader Buzz. Of course, I think you'll say it's not an easy task. Because for the backstreets, the power of the gangsters is far greater than that of the principality. Moreover, it is impossible for our Order to send a large number of clergy to encircle them for these things, we cannot do so, and we do not have the right to do so. ”

Golantis nodded, "Your analysis is correct, and I'm glad to hear you say that." ”

"What do you think we should do?" asked Dominic tentatively.

"It's very simple, we have to use both clues. First, Evie would investigate the situation with the Farowan man and try to find something useful to come back to. Then, Dominic, you go to the backstreets to investigate the situation about that gangster. Even if you know their whereabouts, don't take them lightly, it's best to track them. I guess you can do that, right?"

"No problem, Lord Golantis. Dominic nodded.

"Very well, just do it, God is with you!"