The next day, the black market was bustling with people, and new goods were being transported by truckloads. Vendors of monsters and rare meat put piles of goods on the edge of the foul-smelling waterway. Goyle pulled a pony cart and walked slowly with his nose covered, and every now and then someone hurried forward to hit him.

He could only remind with displeasure: "Hey! Be careful! Don't you see anyone, hurry to reincarnate! ”

The rough man who passed by in a hurry would also greet him politely: "Bastard driving horses, I remember you, it's best not to let Lao Tzu meet you outside!" ”

This kind of friendly greeting is a kind of culture in the black market, and they never like to let themselves suffer, even if they can't press each other to the ground and beat each other, they have to get over it, after all, spitting is not illegal.

After a war of words along the way, Goyle finally drove the carriage to a wide gatehouse, where two large and delicate whale oil lamps shone brightly, and the supervisor Kragg, who had been waiting for a long time, complained about Goyle's procrastination and beckoned someone to carefully unload the contents of the cart and move it in.

When it was done, Kragg paid Goyle two gold coins for shipping, much to his delight, and got enough money for him to find a woman for a few days.

When Goyle passed by the smelly street where the kraken was sold, he was suddenly dragged into a dark alley by a muscular man who smelled fishy.

Goyle cried out and struggled, and he struck with all his might, hand that had broken the collar, but the disparity was so great that it was like a strong pincer, and it was futile for him to struggle.

Perhaps annoyed by his futile resistance, he slapped Goyle in the face and warned viciously, "Don't move! If you move again, I'll screw off your chicken cub body! ”

The big man's words succeeded in scaring Goyle, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but just asked in a low voice, "Where are you taking me?" I don't seem to have offended any uncle, and besides, I'm a groom who transports goods at the treasure hunt auction house, so you should know about the treasure hunt auction house, right? Goyle tried to scare the big man with the black name of the treasure hunt auction house. But people don't eat him at all.

Dahan ignored his words, still carrying him towards the front, Goyle wanted to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was frightened back by a sharp look from Dahan, and he didn't dare to spit out a word again.

Trembling as he was carried past a Siren stall and into a damp black courtyard, the big man threw Goyle on the slippery floor, and the stench of the stench of the Siren rushed to his nose and head all the way, causing him to retch.

"Mr. Gower, I'm sorry to have you here in this way, I'm sorry, we have some questions that you need to answer, and we hope you can cooperate." A gentle voice came, and Tib, who was tall and thin, with a young face, looked kindly at the embarrassed Goyle on the ground like a nobleman in the city.

Goyle got up in a daze, looked at Tib timidly, and hesitated when the big man next to him stared at him with a threatening and intimidating look. Goyle hurriedly asked, "Excuse me... What do you want me to help you? ”

"Haha, it's not that difficult, we just want to know if there is a notebook in the items shipped back today, can you do us a favor and bring him out."

Goyle wondered, "Notes? What notes, sorry I don't know about notes. If you want, you can go to the auction house and auction it, and with the financial resources of adults, this problem should not be difficult. ”

Tib's smile dissipated, "Don't you know? Hey, that's a shame. I don't want to pay for gold coins, it's our stuff in the first place, how can I spend money to buy my own stuff? ”

Galton felt bad, and he said in a panicked tone, as if begging for mercy, "I... I can help you go back and ask, maybe I can ask the supervisor to help you get it back, I know him well. I can help you, really, trust me! ”

Tib shook his head, his eyes gesturing to the big man standing next to him.

Ronnie nodded, and Goyle felt bad and got up to run away, but was caught by Ronnie and then broke his neck. He threw the carcass in the stinking gutter in the corner, piled up with the animal entrails.

"We have to use another direct method, to recruit a group of mercenaries who are not afraid of death to grab them directly. You should know where such people are. ”

Ronnie didn't say anything but nodded again, and he came to the Hungry Dogs with Tib's orders. It is a famous place for cheap blood mercenary and is home to many homeless people whose families have died, who have nowhere to go and no work to do. All they need is a small bag of silver coins and a barrel of spirits, and they can do it for you, even at the cost of their own lives.

As soon as Ronnie arrived, he smelled the despair of stinking sweat and pain mixed with hunger.

A pair of gray desperate eyes stared at him, "There's work to do, go?" Ronnie asked into the crowd.

"Price, the spirits want Longwill wine from North Estate." A voice came from the crowd, followed by another.

"Two barrels! No, three barrels! The man with the Mediterranean haircut swallowed his saliva and temporarily increased the price.

"I'll give you wine, and you'll give your life." Ronnie said to them that this might make people laugh if they were placed elsewhere, and that wine is worth a life. But no one here thinks anything is wrong, and they themselves understand that human life here is as cheap as a mustard.

"No problem! It's better to have a drink before you die than to suffocate in this place, and we'll take your job. "The man with the Mediterranean hairstyle is called Roma, and he is the more powerful leader of the Hungry Dog Gang, and almost no one will argue with what he agrees to, because he will not suffer too much with him.

"You guys get ready first, and then we'll get the wine here." After Ronnie finished explaining, he walked to the other end of the alley, and at the same time, a figure in a black robe passed by him, and the other party turned his head as if to look at him, but it was only for a short time, not much of a stop.

The black market is surging, and this force is beginning to stir.

Because of Arya's careful care, Kane is now able to get up and has regained his basic ability to take care of himself, I have to say that Kane's physical fitness is not ordinarily strong, and he has far surpassed many ordinary humans.

Kane himself felt strange about this recovery speed, it used to take a long time to recover after being injured in a fight with someone, and no matter how fast it was, it would not be as fast as it is now. He couldn't explain this strange change himself, but he could only attribute it to the lingering effects of the potion he had taken that day.

Arya had brought back a bag of flour from outside, but she hadn't come back like she had done last time, and this time she had many wounds on her face, like she had been beaten.

"What's on your face?" Kane asks about the cause of the wound on her face and grabs a towel to wipe the wound on her face with concern, and Arya turns her head, trying not to let Kane see what is on her face. She was afraid that Kane was worried about her wounds.

He's just recovered now, and if something happens to Kane because of this, Arya will regret his death.

Naturally, her concealed attitude could not hide Kane's eyes, and of course, Kane also knew that she must have been bullied on the way to get relief food. Seeing that her clothes were still intact, but there were scars on her face, and she didn't make any more drastic physical moves, Kane was a little more reassured.

At this time, Kane's body has not fully recovered, and he cannot find justice for Arya in this state, but when his body is fully recovered, those accounts must be settled.

If you want to become strong, you need to rely on the power of the outside world, he thought of Virkin, if he has the help of Welgin, he can get the resources to recover quickly, at least have the ability to protect himself.

Although Kane can't wait for Virkin to come to him, he can take the initiative to find a way to tie Virkin. He wrote a letter and called Arya. He gave Arya a picture of what Virgin looked like, and told her to take the letter to the Kahlan Tavern to find Virgin.

They had met in Karan, where he believed he could hear from Wilkin.

Before leaving, Ellie asks him what he should say when he finds Virkin, and Kane asks her to bring Virgin straight back, saying that Virgin is someone to be trusted.

With the letter in hand, Arya cautiously walked through Ave Street, through the Champ de Mars, following the route described by Kane, her head bowed, her eyes buried in the stone floor. The people around looked hurried, carrying a big burden on their backs, carrying an old wooden suitcase in their hands, and looking like they were fleeing from the famine.

The closets on both sides of the street are still selling a variety of goods, such as snow-white bear fur leather, warm cotton wool hats, and women's fine coats. The salesperson inside was trying his best to sell his goods to several noble ladies.

The atmosphere inside and outside is completely different, the city of Carrot is a cruel city, where the rich nobles can live well, and the poor without money can only survive here, life and survival are only one word difference, but the way of life is completely different.

Arya followed Kane's instructions to the gate of the Kahlan Tavern, unlike the first time Kane was here, when Kane was unguarded, but now two bearded men stood on either side of the gate.

Arya hesitated, then walked forward, and before she could get close to the gate, the two guards stepped forward and asked in a rough voice, "Beggars are not welcome here, nor are girls from the peachy district welcome, if you want to take guests to the hunter's tavern over there." The guard pointed out his hand in the direction of the Hunter's Tavern in the South Side of the city.

Arya explains to them that she is not here to solicit customers, she is here to find someone. When she said who she was looking for, two guards looked at each other and told her to wait outside, while the other pushed the door into the tavern.

After a few minutes inside, the guards came out again and asked Arya to follow him in.

Stepping through the door, the interior decoration has been renewed, the wine table is no longer the original worn-out oak, replaced by a dark walnut with a woody scent, and there are several paintings from the antique period on the wall, the borders are all gilded, but the most conspicuous thing is not these paintings from famous artists.

What can leave a deep impression is the portrait of the golden wolf's head hanging on a wall, the golden wolf painted with pure gold pigments mixed with various rare ores is lifelike, and the image of looking up to the sky and howling with a kingly demeanor.

The people who can sit here are all famous magnates in the city, and those who hold the title naturally have a sense of superiority. When it comes to dining, it's all elegant, and the delicious food needs to be accompanied by good wine and melodious lyrical music.

Many people showed a confused expression on their faces about Arya's arrival, and they even frowned and covered their noses, as if the moment Arya came in here, the air in the entire room was polluted by her lowly status.

They huddled together and whispered, cursing the "source of the plague", but perhaps because they were really cultured and didn't want to lower their status, they didn't speak loudly, and naturally it couldn't reach Arya's ears.

But even if you don't have to listen to them with your ears, you can roughly guess the general content of their whispers, after all, she is not stupid, she has endured their disdainful gazes all the way, and she has been shooting hot on her body, making her feel very uncomfortable.

No one wants to be judged and watched as a monkey, and at this moment, the thing that Arya is called for dignity in her heart is being trampled on by this group of upper-class nobles.