Later that day, after resting, Cheese left Felt Avenue alone, and his destination was the River Tavern. Charinder has very little information to offer, and there is no way to do it, the dwarves don't like to gather information from the streets, and the rise and failure of gangs in the city is nothing compared to their craft and longevity. The name of the Nine Rings was already known because Charinde, as the owner of the inn, was the type of person who had the widest range of contacts among all the dwarves on Felt Avenue. If you want to ask the people of the rivers and lakes, no one knows these things better than the killers who wander between gangs.

As for why the mage chose to go alone, it is also the result of the combination of intentional and unintentional. The unintentional part is that Atta and Kenqi, who have been smeared with blood refining ointment, are temporarily unable to move, unless it is a potion of the level of a druid elixir, it is really nonsense to recover from an arrow wound in one day. And Kailas naturally had to stay and take care of them, after all, the dwarves had no obligation to take care of the wounded, and helping to take care of them yesterday could only be said to be good for Charinde, and there was no reason to continue to trouble him. I say that there is a heart, because it is true that Cheese has not acted alone for a long time, and I mean that his solitary action is always related to fighting, rather than relying on his own strength to deal with events. In fact, if you think about it, since the period of the blue lion, the mage has always had a group of partners by his side who can be trusted, and he seems to have this talent for attracting friends, although he is not good at communicating and communicating.

Now walking alone in unfamiliar cities and streets, Cheese's mood is unusually high. Of course, he understood why the Nine Rings Gang wanted to do something to them, and the people who wanted to kill Atta could hire Yew people, and they would definitely be able to hire the forces in the mundane world. And just like with those yew people, he didn't plan to let go of these mercenaries who attacked them, although they could stay closed on Felt Avenue during this time of rushing, but that was too unfair to Atta, who had finally come here, she should spend a rich time here. So those who stand in the way must be cleared.

The best way to clear it is naturally to solve the first unlucky egg who jumped out by thunder means, and make an example of killing chickens and monkeys. The gentle maneuver will only breed confidence in the onlookers, Hades is better, the imps are difficult, and he can't always be vigilant against the enemies coming towards Atta, so he must instantly deter those who are young. That being said, force is not all there is to confront a power with local roots. He understands the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, it is difficult for outsiders to grasp the key point in the jungle composed of this building, once it is not directly fatal, the follow-up troubles and hidden dangers will be endless.

"It takes seven inches to fight a snake. The grey robe muttered to himself, no one was more familiar with the serpent than the rats on the city streets. That's why he made a beeline for the River Tavern in the first place, the place Jerry had told him before leaving. For this rat man who he hasn't seen for six years, Cheese has a natural liking. The main part of it is still a little guilty, the shadow of the Lord of the Gray Tower looming behind the appearance of the nezumi plague, although he still does not want to believe that his teacher Clark participated in the spread of the plague in order to carry out this trial for himself, but Cheese still can't bear the tragic experience of the rat people.

It's not easy to find the River Tavern, which, according to Charinde, is one of several dark trade hubs in the Rushing Capital, and to most of the Rushers, it looks like something that appears in the people around them but has never seen it in person. It seems to exist, but it can't be proven. Perhaps it takes a lot of time and a lot of money for ordinary people to really touch the ambiguous area of existence and non-existence, but for Cheese, things are not that complicated. The caster was not originally under the sun, and those dark corners were clear and abnormal in their eyes.

It didn't take long for Cheese to be in a quiet alley, and there were actually quite a few pedestrians passing by. Compared to the people on the main road, most of the oncoming figures with him tried to cover their faces and figures as much as possible, and except for the sound of footsteps, the road was unsettlingly quiet. It's hard to imagine two corners away from a bustling street, where light and shadow are both present and perhaps a feature of the city. In his observation, the chaotic way of building has resulted in a large number of such inconspicuous spaces in the interior, which are difficult to quickly observe from the outside, and are simply tailor-made for this.

As the shadows of the buildings on both sides gradually thickened, the only remaining sunlight disappeared into the gaps. This was the end of the path, and there was nothing but a man in a wide knitting hat.

"Excuse me, how do you get to the River Tavern?" the mage asked, walking straight up. He was not worried that he was in the wrong place, on the contrary, the strange appearance in front of him showed that he had made the right choice.

The man under the wide brim was silent, and as the brim of the hat swayed, it seemed that a large number of the man in the gray robe was coming. After Cheese stood quietly in front of him for a few minutes, he lowered his head, reached out and picked up a wooden stick from the side, reached into the protruding brass ring on the ground, and lifted it upward. With the creaking of the wooden planks rubbing, a downward passage appeared at the end of the original road, yes, downward. The half-wooden, half-stone staircase leads to the bottom of the city, and the cold wind and sound of the river flow out along with the lifted planks, as if to warn those who stop there is a hell ahead.

Cheese nodded, took out a silver coin from under his robe and tossed it to the other party, and then calmly walked down the stairs. When his head was already below the ground, the man with the big brim pulled out his crowbar and let the planks fall, turning the place into a dead end. Perhaps the reason why the rumored Shadowlands are hard to find is not because they are secretive, but because they don't exist in the areas where people go about their daily lives.

Walking down the ladder, Cheese was not surprised by what was happening in front of him. As he left the docklands, he noticed that the ground of the rushing main city was much higher than the water below it. While this can be explained by the space reserved for the river to rise during the flood season, it is clear that the heavy structures built on wooden platforms also need solid support. This means that the underside of the city must not be a pure hollow, and it is normal for the lower areas to appear for construction workers. And such a hidden space will naturally become a place where those who can't see the light of day will gather.

The damp, moldy planks groaned violently as they stepped on, the edge of the unguardrailed edge was a rushing river, and the sunlight only occasionally fell through the cracks in the planks above. If it weren't for Cheese's ability to gain some of his dark vision through his magic, he would have lost his way here and fallen into the river without paying attention. Rao is like this, those twists and turns of the plank road and the undulating stairs make the gray robe almost lose his sense of direction. Thankfully, after getting through the initial part, the light of the fire in front of him made him understand that he was approaching the core.