The tavern was so noisy at all times, and the enthusiasm and pride of the people were aroused by the little alcohol, that even the most taciturn person on a daily basis could become a bard rapping at this time.

In this noisy corner, Curt looked at a large book with a thick brass corner that was almost bricked, the title on the waist of the book had been worn by the traces of time and could not be seen clearly, and it was necessary to distinguish carefully to be able to barely see the words "funeral" and "research".

At the same time, he pricked up his ears to listen to the subtle conversations in the neighborhood and picked out the gossip that could be used.

"About the last time I asked you, do you have any results?"

"That's what you're talking about..."

A well-dressed man whispered to a man who looked like an ordinary craftsman, unaware that their conversation had fallen into the ears of a third person.

A tavern is a place with a large flow of people, and it is naturally one of the nodes of information circulation. Sitting for a while, you can always get a lot of gossip that is accurate or inaccurate.

"Did you hear that, the lord of that family..."

"I guessed it would be like this, the family is unfortunate..."

It was a voice from behind, too lazy to turn to look around, and I didn't know what kind of people were whispering. They discuss a deplorable rumor, which may not be a "secret" in their eyes, but just an after-dinner conversation.

Many people can't control their mouths when they are drunk, and some of them don't, real and fake, all of them pour out like beans poured out of a bamboo tube. The speaker has no intention, but who knows if the person who happens to walk by by them happens to be an intentional listener?

Needless to say, this kind of crowded place is certainly not a good place for plotting, but there are still many people who send fragments of information here for unknown reasons, and conversely, it has naturally become a sacred place for those who want to gather information. The "rumors" that came out of here are definitely a huge walking "money bag" for those of them who rely on intelligence to feed their goods.

For Curt, this is an interaction of intelligence networks, and the information collected may seem marginal to some, but by piecing it together and recasting, it is possible to see the side of something.

"Curt, come over here. ”

Just when Curt was dual-minded, the eldest sister's head poked out of the studio, and Curt saw that her face was a little bad—even a match for Curt's usually gloomy face. If it weren't for something important, it would be impossible for the eldest sister to put on a stinky face.

"What's going on?" Curt closed the book and walked slowly into the eldest sister's office, "Or is it related to the present we reported on the last work?"

The cave is now an unregistered monster - this is the only thing that can connect the two people right now. The eldest sister said that she would notify the garrison that day, and now three days have passed, and the results should have come out - and it is clear that this "result" did not satisfy the eldest sister.

"I already knew that even if I didn't say it, you could probably guess a ** not far from ten. The eldest sister was not surprised by Curt's first reading, and motioned for him to sit down, "Although Oscar is also related to this matter, I don't think it makes sense to talk to him, so you can listen to me." ”

It seems that the matter has made a big fuss, and the response is not very good, otherwise the eldest sister will at least sue Oscar about this matter. But in the current situation, it is no longer a category that is difficult for a novice to interfere with. At the very least, it can be determined that the garrison has taken over the task.

"That's right, it's about the 'unregistered species of unregistered monsters near the underground lake' that you reported last time. The eldest sister cleared her throat and began, "The day after I received your report, I reported it to the higher authorities at six o'clock and five o'clock in the morning. ”.

As he spoke, Curt noticed that the eldest sister's eyebrows jumped: "Of course, I also notified the relevant personnel of the garrison when I made the report. Because this is the responsibility and jurisdiction of the garrison, those guys who don't need my negotiation can honestly go to the scene to investigate. ”

The eldest sister doesn't like some people in the garrison, and this rumor is very famous in the small mercenary circle of the South Wind Tavern. Although no one knows why, the strong smell of gunpowder that can be felt from her current words seems to bear witness to this rumor.

"Well, isn't that normal for them to investigate, and then?"

Although Curt is reluctant to have anything to do with troublesome things, he is still very concerned about this matter. No matter how you say it, it is also an abnormal situation when they go out on a mission, not only related to the commission money, but also may pull them into a further layer of ** annoyance.

"And then? and then there's nothing!"

It seems that she has been patient for a long time, and the eldest sister roared angrily and threw the Wen Jiàn clip in her hand onto the table, and the metal binder holding Wen Jiàn hit the technical fixation on the corner of the table, making a lot of noise.

Cracking sound!

"Ahh

After the crash on the table, the sound of books falling and something else smashing against something soft was heard behind several layers of shelves. Suddenly, the eldest sister, who was still angry, and Curt, who was not smiling, were all attracted to it.

After a while, the talent behind the bookshelf expressed his protest: "Big, big sister, you, you can have a temper, but don't be shocked and scare people!"

Curt also knew the owner of this voice, Ben Vikas, the appraiser in charge of testing spell-related products at the Southwind Tavern. Curt had the impression that he was a weak scholar who seemed a little nervous, and was often frightened by sudden noises that exaggerated jumps.

It is said that he did very well in the college graduation exam, but because of his timid personality, he hit a wall everywhere when looking for a job. In the end, it was up to his family to use some means to get him to work in the mercenary management office, serving as an appraiser who didn't need to have too much contact with people.

It's a pity that even so, he is often scared...

The eldest sister, who knew that she was at a loss, had to apologize to him honestly: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”

Next, she was a little depressed and picked up the Wen Jiàn folder that she threw on the table in a fit of anger, and put the contents in front of Curt. There are not many things in this text folder, only a few articles that appear to be investigation reports and a few photos taken on the spot.

"If they hadn't moved so slowly that they only found the conclusion that 'there had been traces of battle'?" she indignantly took out a text and the accompanying photo, "You see, I went to report it at dawn, but what about them?

Indeed, as the eldest sister said, this report wrote "2:7 o'clock in the afternoon" on the investigation time.

The scene in the accompanying photo is indeed the underground lake where Curt fought the rock spiders, but there is nothing left except for the traces of the destruction of the previous battle, and the debris left behind by the destruction of the rocky spiders has been cleaned up.

The report only described the process of the investigation and the only conclusion, and the decision to deal with it was in eight ironic words -- "This matter is in doubt, wait and see what happens."

"Sure enough, should I laugh for a while?"

Curt smirked sarcastically, he didn't know why the garrison was so slow, but one night was enough time for the spider-makers to clean up the wreckage from the battlefield. If it weren't for the fact that there were traces of the battle left there, would the conclusion become "nothing was born"?

"Whatever you want, just laugh if you want, but—" The eldest sister's brow furrowed, and she looked at Curt with sharp eyes and said, "Are you hiding any information from me?"

Curt still had the same expression as always, but said, "How is that possible? I can be sure that all the information has been reported, and I don't know the rest." ”

"Is that so?" the eldest sister looked at Curt in disbelief, every attempt she had made in the past three years to unearth information from this expression that was clearly hiding a lot of things had failed, which made her not quite believe that Curt had said that he had not concealed it. "What else do you think about it? ”

"No, there is still too little information collected, so I can only take it with reservations. After all, knowledge of spells and the like isn't my forte, and we're just showing that the way magic flows in those rock spider fragments doesn't make sense, and we don't know anything else. ”

In the face of the eldest sister's unobtrusive skepticism, Curt continued to talk about him. He casually said some of his own conjectures, trying to divert the attention of the eldest sister.

"It's also possible that these unregistered monsters have regenerated and moved on their own, as this phenomenon has been seen in similar rock-like monsters. Isn't there a record of such a phenomenon after the end of the operation of the Emperor ** Regiment in the Plaska Forest to encircle and suppress the rock shell crabs in the three hundred and twenty-sixth year?"

He had never intended to share all his conjectures and the information he had gathered with anyone other than Lizzie. At the same time, he also felt that there was no need to report some things, otherwise once the garrison and other departments were investigated, it was likely that his side would be involved in the whirlpool of the incident.

It's troublesome enough to explain the information and knowledge they have with Liqi, and if they attract unnecessary attention, then their previous efforts to get to the present will be in vain, and the pasts that have been buried so hard may be dug up.

Curt's course of action is to prioritize maintaining a peaceful daily life, which is an agreement he and Lizzie have made based on something. Unless he had to, he didn't intend to destroy the comfortable life that he and Lizzie had so hard to gain after losing so many precious things.

"What are the qualities of rock-like monsters, indeed, it's not impossible to do so. Curt's strategy seemed to have succeeded, and the eldest sister hesitated for a moment before saying, "But if that's the case... This monster can become an ongoing security hazard. ”

She was silent, the matter was out of the purview of the "mercenaries" in every way - according to the law of the Dominion, the mercenaries could not directly interfere in some affairs without the official conditions of employment. Continued interference would lead to all sorts of problems.

"Damn! In that case, we're also passive. Those guys from the garrison must not have planned it!" The eldest sister looked quite irritable, she originally wanted to smash Wen Jiàn on the table again, but she held back before putting it into practice, "Okay, okay! We can't act beyond our authority, for the time being, we can only notify all the mercenaries working outside first, so that they can pay attention to this matter while working." ”

"As they ask - wait and see. ”

"That's exactly what it can be. ”

Curt looked sarcastically at the eight big words on the report.

"Wait and see. ”

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