Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Wrongdoer

"Who the hell is he? I want as much information about him as detailed as possible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Seeing that the lark agreed, I got straight to the point and asked directly.

"Oh, I've already found out the man you told me last time, his name is James Augustine Knight, and he is a member of the royal family, because the Augustinian family is a big family, and the wife of the late king is a woman of the Augustinian family. The lark didn't talk nonsense, and slowly talked from beginning to end, "He is considered an excellent person in the family, he has been in the army since he was a child, and he follows the eldest prince, who is now King Dorne. In the past few years, because he was in the army, the house he lived in Luohui City was only occupied by his mother, and his father had died in battle many years ago. That is, with the return of King Dorne some time ago, he still lives in the garrison in the city, and there are relatively few cases of returning home. ā€

Hearing these words, little by little information appeared in my mind, and it gradually confirmed with the past events. I was reluctant to recall that painful and terrible night, but I had to scavenge the memories in my heart and try to restore every detail of the scene, because the blood and the life were deeply stinging in my mind, and I had to give them an explanation.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, why are your eyes red?" After the lark finished speaking, he felt silent, and then he realized that I was already miserable and his eyes were red, so he couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that this guy has a grudge against you for taking his wife and killing his father?"

"Then I don't bother with you, I just need a verification. I didn't answer directly, but asked again, "Are you sure he's been in the north all along?"

"Well, nine times out of ten. He didn't understand why I asked this, but he didn't care about my feelings, "My sources are still relatively reliable, but I advise you, if you really want to take revenge on him, you still have to think of a good way, this kind of person with status and identity, and his own magic level is also quite powerful, you still have to think about dealing with this kind of person." ā€

"That's none of your business, I'll take care of it. I replied coldly, "Please don't talk about these things between us." ā€

"That's natural, I still absolutely abide by the rules of this industry, and I can't smash my own signboard. After the lark finished speaking, his eyes lit up, his hand stretched forward, and asked lightly, "So, what about my things?"

I looked around, and although there were many people, no one paid much attention to it, so I took out a piece of leather from my bosom and quietly slipped it under the table. The lark took it quietly and drank the tea, "You can't be fake, right?"

I chuckled in my heart, but I didn't panic in my expression, and still smiled calmly, "Could it be that you still looked away just now?"

"That's right. He was relieved, and then took out a variety of things from his arms, including paper, books, leather, and silk, which looked like they were all some years old, "It's okay, to tell you the truth, these are the cold elemental mental methods in my hands, plus this one you gave me, but it's hard to say which ones are true and which ones are false." However, I'm not afraid of whether it's true or not, and when it comes to me, it can be true!"

What does that mean? Could it be that he has already seen that what I have given is a fake? What I gave him is naturally a fake cold elemental mental method, not to mention that Starling saved my life, it is the preciousness of this mental method itself, and I will not tell others about it, the leather written on it is naturally false, it is just a patchwork of the real mental method, and the hand that has just been revealed is to achieve the effect. Thinking of this, I was a little suspicious in my heart, and I couldn't help but say, "Then is the news you gave me true or false?"

"Hehe, this one, of course it's true, if you don't believe it, you can verify it. This guy is looking at me playfully now, "In order to show my sincerity, I'll tell you another inside information, don't worry, it's definitely true." Recently, some strange beasts outside the city often haunt the city, and there are incidents of injury and death from time to time, or it won't be long before the news reaches Luo Hui City. When the time comes, the Empire will definitely form a recruiting team to exterminate those strange beasts, and the one you want to see will be in this team nine times out of ten. ā€

What is the purpose of this lark? From his expression and words just now, it feels like he should know that the Cold Elemental Mental Method I gave is fake, but why is he still indifferent, even as if he had expected it a long time ago. Besides, he told me the news, what did he want from me? Unfortunately, although I had some experience in dealing with them, I still had some confusion about these spirits, and before I could talk more carefully, the lark had already gotten up and floated away.

"What do you mean," I couldn't figure out, I didn't know what was going on in this guy's mind. Suddenly, I remembered the last time I saw Starling, she reminded me, could it be this person? While I was thinking, the young man in the shop woke me up, "Do you want to settle the soup money, this guest officer?"

Well, I directly handed the guy two copper coins, and said, "No need to look for it, don't clean up the dishes and chopsticks first, I'll sit here for a while." ā€

But before I could calm down for a while, the guy pulled me back again, "This guest officer, this money is less, you have to give me forty-three copper coins." ā€

"Oh, then give you four... Forty-three?" I couldn't help but scream loudly, attracting everyone around me to watch, and then I whispered, "Make no mistake, it's so expensive, isn't it just a bowl of soup?"

"Well, it's true, it's true, it's still a discount. Four bowls of haggis soup, a pot of mutton, plus some snacks and steamed buns, and the best wine, this price can't be wrong. The young man said seriously, and took out a small notebook to settle accounts with me.

MD, did he finish eating so many things by himself? I didn't see him packing when I left. I hurriedly stopped the guy who was writing and drawing, and asked him what was going on. Only then did he understand, and his expression became natural, "So you don't know." Four of your friends had dinner here in the afternoon, and three of them left first, and the one said he was waiting for you to come and pay for them. ā€

"What, what, four friends?" I was a little confused.

"Yes, it's four people, they came before you, and three of them finished eating and left. ā€

Nima, even a meal will trick me. No wonder I've been playing tricks like this, it turned out to be a big deal for me.