Some people say that information is money, and I used to disagree. It was only during this evening's conversation that I thought about this cliché again.

Ralph is a very action-minded fellow, and he sums up tonight's events in two sentences into a small note and stuffs it into Raven's feet. I asked him how much the news was worth. He just gave me a meaningful look.

Some people say that men don't care about loyalty, it's just that the price of betrayal is too low. For a moment the thought crossed my mind whether I would betray Oriden or the lone wolf, but then I dismissed the thought, I didn't want to...... Betrayal of the lone wolf. I'm not worried about what O'Raidon will do to me, I'm just worried about messing up the lone wolf's game. I'm just trying to gauge how much I'm going to get rewarded for doing what I do for it.

But immediately another question arises, what kind of bid can make me betray him...... I immediately interrupted thinking that this was not a good idea.

That afternoon, while I was chatting with the bartender at the tavern, Ralph walked in.

He tugged at my clothes and whispered, "Fred has been invited into the palace." ”

"I can't get in there." I say.

Fred's activities have become more and more frequent these days, Ralph is in charge of keeping an eye during the day, and I am a little more tired, and during the day, in addition to asking around for information, I am responsible for listening to Oriden's every word and action with the ambassador from the evening.

"Something seems to be going to happen." He said.

"A week later it's the Winter Veil Festival." I say.

"It's time for the grown-ups to come, too."

"I've got work to do these days. Just you and me, huh. I really thought we had hands and eyes to the sky. ”

"Why didn't you go see that woman today?"

"I tried to seduce her, and I did her. But it can't be done. I said.

"What's going on with her?"

"I went, but this woman hadn't closed her eyes since last night and just now. It's been a few days, and it's all like this. I can't get in! ”

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I've never seen this kind of person, he doesn't even sleep! You look at her lying down and seems to be asleep, and she keeps turning over, and what's even more terrifying is that she will open her eyes from time to time. ”

Ralph frowned. "Isn't she going out?"

I shook my head. "It's a weirdo. It's just normal to look at. ”

"Then we have to figure it out. Lone Wolf wanted to read his notes. Ralph said.

"Tell him to fetch it himself, and conquer this woman by the way." I didn't have the heart to say it. Ralph walked away without looking back.

Note! The things that the woman often crossed, and the things that the woman secretly wrote......

I turned around and greeted the bartender who had come over and was selling information. "Does London sell banned drugs?"

"Yes." The bartender lifted his eyelids with a smile hidden in his eyes. "Gotta add money."

It's a lot harder to get the kind of thing I need. While it does have it in the recipe taught by Farad, I'm not sure if it's on the black market, if not...... I really don't know what a Purple Lotus is, after all, I haven't seen it when I was in Ravenhod.

After a few rounds, I heard that this thing has a price on the black market, and it is impossible to buy it. This makes me very embarrassed! But people in the black market always have a way, and he told me that maybe some things that ordinary people don't see and maybe some things that are not very healthy are not necessarily in places that are not seen, such as the Royal Alchemy Academy.

He is willing to buy it at a higher price.

It's a great idea. If you have a goal, you have a goal, and if you have a goal, you have a way. I don't know if any of the mighty men have ever gone to the Royal Academy of Alchemy to steal anything before, but something that can't be bought on the black market must be as easy to get as the king's dentures.

But I can't go to the Royal Academy of Alchemy just yet.

It was late when Prince Fred returned to the embassy from the palace. Hanging under the eaves, I waited for everything that happened in the house. To my disappointment, however, the prince was in high spirits, but he seemed to be drunk.

"I'm going to make it! I'm the king of Alterac! As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the bed creak in the room.

"You! It's the king of Alterac who is waiting! A new history in Alterac begins today! ”

I struggled to think of his gibberish.

"Oh...... Oh! Good! Very good! That's it! Give me all your sassy looks! My Queen! Please me! ”

I understand that......

"Minethil will be on my side! The whole of Lordaeron will be on my side! Fred said through gritted teeth.

The house was cloudy and rainy, and I wasn't in the mood to watch it when it hung outside. There is no distraction during working hours.

I thought that Fred would vomit enough news, but it seemed that after Miss Eve had finished serving him passionately, he fell asleep as quickly as he could.

I kept cursing in my heart for the pair of wild bees and butterflies. There was no substantive information, but at least I knew that Fred should have the support of King Minethir.

It's getting more and more interesting.

"That's it?" Ralph watched as I slipped down from above.

"You can go up and watch it." I left with no idea.

"Fred wasn't in good shape today."

"I've never seen you use it, and you even say that people are not in good shape......"

"Do you know how to recharge your batteries?"

I smiled and looked at him without speaking.

"What's the progress?"

"Your tone makes me feel bad. Mr. Ralph. I walked ahead and said. We're partners, you shouldn't be questioning or ...... Well, that tone of your partner. ”

"I've always been like this."

"Then you'll have to change it."

"Anything new?" He laughs.

"He has the king's support and is now inflated." I said.

"What else?"

"It's gone."

"Gone?"

"I often don't recharge my energy, so the time is relatively short." I scoffed.

"Where are you going?" He shouted at me.

"I don't want to recharge." With that, I turned into the alley next to me.

The Royal Academy of Alchemy is to the west of Lordaeron. It's not hard to find, but it's hard to get into. Not only the guards outside the Royal Academy, but also the dogs in the courtyard. In order to lure the dog away, I had already prepared a large bag of meat cuts.

The exterior walls of the academy building are covered with thin dead vines. As soon as I touched it, I withdrew my hand. The vine is covered with sharp, barbed steel nails. The better it is hidden, the more secrets there are inside.

Since it's not easy to enter through the outer wall, you can only go through the door. I curled up in the bushes and waited for the guards at the doorway to start dozing off, and then slipped out. With my ability to tiptoe and sneak, I managed to get around the back of the guards. This is the first time I've done this to quietly poke the door open behind the sleepy guards. But thankfully, the main entrance is not as difficult to open as expected.

I went in.

When I entered this building, I instantly felt a rush of college energy. Although I have never studied well, I have always been full of admiration for this kind of high-class academy.

I guess it's going to be four or five hours before dawn, and I won't have a lot of time left. For identity reasons, I prefer to hide myself in the shadows as much as possible. From the first floor to the second floor, to the third floor, to the fourth floor. I turned the building around as fast as I could. Basically wrote down the names of the rooms on each floor of the building. But what intrigued me the most was that the four corners of the fourth floor had been converted into a single room, and I remember that from the outside it was four extended towers. And these four very large towers are at least two stories tall.

If you can't keep it, there is something unsightly hidden in this place.

One of the four towers was filled with books, and the other was filled with all sorts of potions and jars and jars that I don't know what they were. One is a simple but not simple office, and the other is full of all kinds of organs, and even corpses soaked in bottles.

As I stood in front of the organs and bodies, I suddenly felt a chill in my back. I touched the dagger around my waist and felt everything around me. I'm so scared that the head in the bottle suddenly opened his eyes.

Maybe I'm too stupid. Or maybe I'm too greedy.

Knowing that the last room was full of organs that I didn't know if they were animals or humans, I felt like I had to think about it. Just look for it, I guess if I look for it tomorrow, I may not be able to find what I need.

I don't want to come to the same place twice. So I've got to hurry. But where do you start?

Information? Note? Recording? Maybe I really had to look for it in the first place. Like some of the heroes or protagonists I've seen, they are always looking for things carelessly, one carelessly, one without knowing what is going on and finding clues, compared to what they are looking for, it doesn't seem very realistic to me.

When I went around so many places, I didn't find anything other than I knew what the rooms basically were.

I went back to that office. Start with the desk, then the bed, under the bed.

The paintings on the walls, the hanging stalls, and the carpets on the floor were all carefully turned over. I don't know whose room it is, if it was the dean or some important person's room, it would have left a few clues, but I almost had to pick open the walls and floor tiles and still found nothing.

Could it be that you are looking for a mistake? The next target can only be the room where the books are stored. But when I entered the room, looking at the rows of books really made my head big.

Shielding the light from the candles with his clothes, he swam in the sea of books by the faint light of the candles.

The books in this library are varied and arranged irregularly. I don't know how much time I'm going to waste trying to find what I'm looking for in this place called the Archives.

There are books on animal habits, books on animal dissection, and even books on animal husbandry...... and books on agricultural production. Are these books left at the Alchemy Academy for window dressing?

On the shelves of the two-story tower, I finally found a set of books that seemed useful, "The Great Dictionary of Alchemical Materials". There is no catalogue or index for this kind of collection!

I couldn't help it, I patiently flipped through the various materials recorded in it one by one. The book is indeed a great dictionary, and it also contains many animal organs, such as horns, kneecaps, donkey skins, donkey whips, and sheep eggs......

I finally knew why there were books on agriculture...... It contains wheat bran, mulberries, and even mint and sesame seeds. It records when and where it will do something. Maybe this group of alchemists is still a group of doctors.

This is not a book...... It's seven! Thick seven copies! I don't have any hope in the gods at this point, they seem to be joking with me. By the time I finished reading these seven books. Nothing!

But the sky was already starting to get dark.