After Elias left, Anna naturally wouldn't let Maffeo stay in her tavern any longer. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info So, under her impatient urging, Maffeo left the tavern. She hated the life of guarding the tavern all the time, but she had to run it well. This is a point that makes her feel conflicted, and all her grievances will be vented to some hapless guests. And Maffeo is exactly such a guest.

After leaving the tavern, the world became strange, and Maffeo thought about what Elias had just said, believing that there was no need for the other party to lie to him. If all this is really just a conspiracy between the two sides to win over a third party in the midst of a fight between the two sides, then he will also make his own judgment when necessary. What's more, he is just alone, which is nothing to the long-standing dispute between the two sides.

Compared to that, the mysterious Violent Raiders and Thieves' Guild made Maffeo even more concerned. Since the actions of the Violent Raiders are related to the Apostles, then it at least means that they know the Apostles very well, which is rare on the continent of Arad. Few people have come into contact with the Apostles, and the ones who have come into contact with the Apostles don't easily tell any of them what happened there.

As for the Thieves' Guild, it was about Maffeo's next move on Ruawa Island. If they really want to rebel, then there is a good chance that they will not have a chance to leave the island for a long time. Although the journey has only just begun, he must be prepared for anything that may happen in the future.

Now that he has chosen to take Elias' word for it, Maffeo is no longer focused on finding Ham Rogers. In fact, what he needs to do more now is to make a little money, and his purse bag is almost empty. If he continues like this, I believe he will soon go hungry. And on this strange island, in this strange town, no one will easily help a guy they don't know.

The inner city might be a good option, at least Maffeo doesn't see a signboard for commissions in the outer city. On his way to the inner city, he passes through the inner walls of the town. It was also one of the most heavily guarded areas, and despite the friendly manners of Captain Elias, his men probably didn't think so. He's a beloved captain, but that doesn't mean everyone agrees with him.

Maffeo thought that the greatsword behind him was too conspicuous, and he felt that it was obviously unrealistic to carry the greatsword through the city walls. So before passing through the walls, he climbed to the roof from a sparsely populated position and placed his great sword next to the roof chimney of a house presumably where the blacksmith was. He thought it was a safe place, because no guy would somehow climb onto the roof and stop to see what was going on next to the chimney.

Keeping his ghost hand hidden in a half-shoulder cloak, Maffeo walked like a normal man to the gates of the city wall. The guards did not check every pedestrian who passed by, but as long as they thought it was a face, they would come forward and stop them. Although many of the resident guards here were well aware, they couldn't get the laziness they wanted in such a densely populated town.

"Wait, blonde guy. The expected guards stopped Maffeo.

"Sir. ”

The guard glanced at Maffeo's entire body with a cloudy expression, then stretched out his left hand and pointed at Maffeo. "Belmar?" his tone was unpleasant.

"No, sir, I'm from Wille. ”

He withdrew his finger, and he confessed that he had not heard Viller. I believe that if he were given a map, he would not even be able to find out where such an insignificant town as Wille was. "Very well, let's go. He then retreated to his position and did not continue to cross-examine Maffeo. That's what they are, as long as you don't carry weapons or anything lethal, they won't stop you too much. As for the cape, they felt that it was not worth inspecting, it belonged to the common clothing on the mainland.

The inner city has less foul language and no rude guys than the outer city, but things are often not absolute. At least Maffeo had seen some of the rich guys show disrespect and insults to those who needed his help, and the poor ones who had been verbally attacked could only swallow their resentment, after all, they were asking for help.

Commercial establishments such as auction houses and banks are located here, including the castles of local lords. This is a tradition in the Delos Empire, where castles represent the status and status of lords, and they often put a lot of thought into the design and construction of castles. Heinrich considered this to represent the honor of the lords, who must be honored by it, and remained loyal to the Delos Empire at all times.

Near the castle was the barracks, the homes of all the guys in the garrison. They rarely have time to return home to their families, and in fact a large number of the soldiers' relatives are not in Ocente, and they are constantly trying to bring their relatives back home. But the little money they squandered put them in a difficult situation, and sometimes they looked at letters from their wives or children to encourage them.

The signboard was in front of the barracks, and they often received many complaints from fellows and requests from merchants. But they are soldiers, soldiers, and they don't go to help solve the problem for something as trivial as the cask containing the mead that leaks out because of the poor quality of the wooden barrel in which the mead is filled. So it became a good option to issue a commission, and the money issued to the guys who solved the commission was not given by the soldiers, and the lord's treasury would settle everything.

The road leading to the barracks leads to the bustling central square of the inner city, where the fountain has a design as ingenious as Huttonmal. All in all, the sculptures of such fountains commemorate the great deeds of those who will never be associated with the unknown.

Maffeo chose to pass through the alleys of the residential area next to the square, because it would take a lot of effort for him to squeeze a path there due to the crowds in the square. Walking through the alleys, Maffeo felt a beautiful scene different from Huttonmar. The people who live here seem to have deliberately made their houses a small garden, so that the smell of birds and flowers is present in contrast to the squalor of Huttonmar alleys.

"Sir, please open the door!" Maffeo nearly crashed into the 12-3-year-old imp as he turned a corner. But the other party didn't seem to notice his presence, and he continued to knock on the door. "Sir, it's time for you to pay off your debt to the bank!"

Maffeo tried to get around the imp, but just as he was about to activate his body, the door slammed open, and out of it came a fierce creature. "You damn imp!" he tried to grab the imp by the collar, but the imp reacted in surprise to dodge backwards, and bumped into Maffeo as he tried to make a detour. He looked back at Maffeo, his clear eyes spinning, but he didn't speak. "Let me see where else you can hide. The vicious middle-aged man seemed to think that Maffeo was not in league with the imp, and he stepped forward to try to catch him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't treat a child like that. Although Maffeo did not know exactly what was going on, he would definitely not turn a blind eye to this kind of behavior.

"Fuck off, it's none of your business!" the middle-aged man scolded.

"Oh, wait, I think I can fix this in a civilized way. Maffeo tried to dissuade the man.

"Fuck off, I won't say a third time. He reached out to grab the imp.

"Oh, to hell with it. Maffeo threw his fist on the bridge of the man's nose, and he screamed, clutching the bridge of his nose and retreating backwards, but he hit the door of the room, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Maffeo stepped forward and looked at him with interest. "Want to do it again?"

He shook his hand desperately, the pain preventing him from saying anything. He may never have imagined that this time the debt collector would find a helper, but in fact Maffeo just happened to be passing by. The imp walked up to him, pulled out a piece of parchment from the bag he was carrying, and handed it to the man. "I hope you will be able to pay off this debt within today. ”

He took the parchment, but still reluctantly, when Maffeo spoke up again and added, "I don't mind moving my body any more. This time the man felt completely hopeless, and he turned and walked into the house with an unsteady step, and after a while, he came out with a bag full of gold coins in his hand. "It's all in there, now, can I leave?"

"See, it's not that hard, is it?" said Maffeo as he watched as the imp took the money bag from the guy. The man tried to close the door, but the imp said the first thing to Maffeo: "Sir, don't let this gentleman close the door for the time being, I'll count the money here." The man swore that he wanted to beat the imp, but Maffeo thought the imp had a point, so he pressed his right hand against the door and waited quietly.

The imp counted the money so skillfully that for a moment Maffeo believed that he was a bank clerk, but he didn't look like a working man of any age. At least in some of the rumors he'd heard, the Delos Empire wouldn't use child labor, which was not allowed. "Why do you have to be in arrears all the time, it's not good for either of us. The imp finished counting the money and said to the man, judging from his expression, at least the man didn't mess with the amount of money.

"Hurry up and get out, I've paid off my debts. He waved his hand in annoyance and slammed the door shut.

"Thank you, sir. The imp stretched out his immature right hand.

Maffeo shook it, "Nothing. ”

"What shall I call you, sir?"

"What is your name, Maffeo Fry?"

"Frederick Schultz. Let's hope we'll see you again, I still have work to do. Thanks again for your help, Mr. Fry. Schultz smiled innocently, and he turned away so quickly that Maffeo could tell that he knew every street in the area. After watching Schultz disappear around the corner of the street not far away, Maffeo continued on his way. Now he finally felt that there was something interesting about the town, and maybe he would experience something different here.