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On the way to the docks with Kelly, Curt assesses the situation. Previously, he was just a little reserved, which made Kelly anxious. Curt had to guess how much pressure the black hand had put on Kelly. At this sensitive moment, what role does the black hand play and what is it ready to do.

After dozens of minutes of trekking, Curt followed Kelly into the sewers. They burrowed through the intricately constructed underground passages, enduring the stench of progress. In an area that had suddenly become clean, Kelly stopped. She pouted her mouth and whistled, three times to stop, and two more. So there was a muffled sound from the ceiling of the sewer, and a wooden ladder was lowered.

Curt followed Kelly up the wooden ladder, admiring Kelly's round buttocks. Later, he entered a building by himself, and the floor was covered with animal skins, and it was very warm. The walls are also covered with thick felt, and all sorts of precious decorations are placed around it.

"It's vulgar. ”

Curt looked around and muttered to himself, completely ignoring the roll of Kelly's eyes. He noticed that there were people hiding in the four corners of the room, and they were hiding behind the curtains with their weapons clutched.

Directly in front of the room, a tapestry with magic draped vertically. On the opposite side of the tapestry there is a figure, which sits in a wide chair.

"Your Excellency the Black Hand, I have brought Mr. Curt here. ”

Kelly saluted the figure, looking extremely respectful. The Black Hand nodded, and replied in a soft, neutral voice:

"Thank you, Kelly, you can go down. ”

So Kelly returned the way she came, leaving Curt in the room. Curt clasped his hands nonchalantly and frowned again. He ignored the black hand and walked straight to the way he came.

The silence was broken by a soft 'click' that meant the crossbow had been struck. Curt spun around abruptly and drew his elemental staff. He looked in the direction from which the voice came, sank his face, and said word by word:

"As long as you shoot an arrow, it's a dead end. If you don't believe me, just give it a try. ”

"I didn't invite you here to fight. ”

The voice of the black hand sounded, and it sounded like it was in high spirits. It clapped its hands and let the four guards hidden behind the curtain slip through the secret door and leave. Then the black hand got up from his seat, smiled and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Curt. There are no chairs here, and I like to have guests sit on their fur and talk, which is more casual. If you feel insulted, then I can also stand and talk to you. But these are minor details, so let's get down to business. ”

"Yes. ”

Kurt groaned slightly, and then put away the elemental staff. He sat on the ground and listened to the black hand calmly say:

"I admire you, Curt. You're a rising star, and you're shining. You've done a lot of things that no one else can do and proven your worth. You can strategize and face danger head-on. If you were to be put in the era of the War of the Gods, you would be a great general. ”

"You seem to know me well?"

Curt asked calmly, and he heard the laughter of the black hand.

"The information about you is fragmentary, but when combined, it paints a rough outline of you. ”

The black hand replied casually, and added thoughtfully:

"It's not hard to understand you, it's almost all about ambitious and talented young people. Smart, sleek, popular, and knowledgeable, what else do you need to know what else is needed? Oh, by the way, patience...... You need to be more patient, so that it doesn't bend easily. And you need friends like me, you know what I'm talking about, right?"

"Friendship needs to be sharpened, so you're going to send me to do things. Let's get straight to the point, what are you going to do for you, and how much are you going to pay me?"

Curt's-for-tat rhetorical question omitted superfluous etiquette. At least on the bright side, now Curt is in separate talks with the Black Hand. He was not interested in going around, and the Black Hand replied bluntly:

"Clean up Camila, the king of thieves, for me, that's why I asked you to come. Camila is ready to take his men to join the Church of the Dark Sun, and he will affect the entire docklands. Your reward is Camilla's entire property, and as long as you don't move too much when you do it, I'll take care of all the aftermath. ”

"Huh. ”

Curt sneered twice, but there was no sense of joy. He shook his head, as if to confirm something, and said:

"Why don't you report it to the Council of the Thousand Laws, then the Council of the Thousand Laws will clean up Camila for you and give you a reward. I guess the reason you didn't do this was because you knew that the Darksun Church had infiltrated the Council of a Thousand Laws, so you were afraid of reprisals afterwards. So you brought me in and wanted me to be the first bird, and you didn't pull out a hair. Mr. or Ms. Black Hand, shall I say, are you too beautiful?"

"This is the Thousand Law City, you are a mage, and your identity is completely different from mine. The danger I see is not necessarily the opportunity you see, it's how you operate it. ”

The black hand patiently explained, without the slightest hesitation or wavering. It paused, then added:

"Camilla's property includes his territory and his men, and you can take over all his rights. In addition, after you have done a qiē, I will arrange for Kelly to be your deputy. The Thieves' Guild has a lot of useful information to offer, most of which is free for senior partners. You can get to the top in one step, Curt, and that is not a rare opportunity. I hope to have my own people in the future Council of the Thousand Laws, so I'm willing to bet on a newcomer like you. ”

“...... Well, that's a little interesting. ”

After a long while, Curt nodded hesitantly. He raised his hand to rub the earrings, and said unhurriedly:

"The City of a Thousand Laws is a city of mages, and I believe that I have the ability to make you fulfill your agreement. As for Camilla, you can assume he's already a dead man. It was a respectable deal, and I accepted it. Now I just want to say that you shouldn't have set up your hiding place in a conch hotel in the ghetto. Your nest is in the docklands, so it's not wise to run out casually. ”

With that, Curt activated the teleportation earrings. He vanished into the vortex of space created by the spell, leaving only fragments of mana's brilliance flying through the air.

"Interesting guy. ”

The black hand sat back in the chair behind the tapestry and tilted his head over his shoulders. It combed through the negotiation process just now, and then said with a chuckle:

"Well, Curt is a good lad. He deserves Kelly, and he can definitely hold down that little beast. ”

Meanwhile, Curt appears in another room at the Conch Hotel. When Curt was dizzy from teleportation, two two-handed heavy swords pressed against his neck and quickly retracted them. Quentin, who came out of the shadows, pouted and said to Fretia, who turned her head:

"The person you want to see is here. This kid is really elusive, and he is not afraid of being cut down by the Iron Guard. ”

For the next half hour, Curt sat down in his chair and had a long conversation with Freitia. They exchanged information and then decided on a plan of action. Quentin then leaves the hotel to do the necessary reconnaissance. Fretia looked at Curt fixedly, and said very resolutely:

"As long as it is related to the fight against evil, we are happy to participate. Since this matter has to do with the removal of the wings of the Church of the Dark Sun, it is even more incumbent upon us to do so. But Mr. Curt, I want you to assure me that you will abandon the slave trade and drug trafficking after you have inherited the smuggling channels. These are the evil deeds of Yan zhòng, and I cannot allow them to continue to live. ”

"What is smuggling without slaves and drugs? Do you think I'm a saint or a king? You're asking me to put an end to these things that even Ioham turned a blind eye to?"

Curt shrugged helplessly, scoffing at Fretia's request. He looked at the silent guards, then folded his hands and said:

"All I can do is abolish the sale of children. That's my limit, or I'll have to fight the black hand. Adults should be responsible for their situation, and if they dare not rebel against fate, then they should accept the facts. As for drugs...... If you want to die, just die, I'm not going to stop them. Human beings should have a minimum of intelligence and know what to tell which things must not be touched. Otherwise, there is not much difference between stupid death and drug addiction. ”

Curt spoke in a sonorous voice, and then sat down in his chair. No one could force him to seek death without a plan, so Fretia sat down in despair.

A few hours later, Quentin returned with intel. He took out a map of the docks and put it on the table, pointed to a certain location on it, and said:

"Tomorrow night Camilla will receive a batch of slaves, coolies from Duckweed Harbor. This group of coolies was not arranged to go to the mines near the Thousand Law City, but had another use. If we're lucky, we might even run into the Darksun Church. ”

"I'm willing to bet that at least half of this information was deliberately arranged for you to know. It's no wonder that the Black Hand chose to meet me today, it has already designed everything. ”

Curt frowned and scanned the map, muttering to himself. When Quentin nodded in agreement, Curt muttered:

"The Black Hand has set up the stage, so let's do what it wants. Anyway, we have a card in our hand that can be played, and if we don't use it, it may expire. Tomorrow night is the night of the full moon, and the sacrifice ceremony of the evil god will most likely be scheduled on that day. If we're lucky, we might be able to catch a big catch. ”

No one objected to Curt's opinion, and his ability to plan had long been recognized. After some discussion, tomorrow night's plan of action gradually took shape. Before Curt left the Conch Hotel, Freitia said with some hesitation:

"Mr. Curt, you're going to save the kids, aren't you?" Shortly after leaving the ogre tribe, Quentin told me that you wanted us to stay here and not act arbitrarily. You said you could keep the kids safe, and the note you wrote to Quentin was in my pocket......"

"That's a lie. ”

Curt replied calmly, and he continued:

"Unfortunately, I am not God. And there is no 'absolute' in this world, only 'possibility'. From the point of view of possibility, it's best for the kids that you stay here. If you push the Church of the Dark Sun, the children will be wiped out. If you really want to do something for your children, you might as well pray to your god. ”

With that, Curt left the room without looking back. Fretia's eyes widened as she was left behind, and her eyes gradually revealed humiliation and anger.