It didn't take long for two plates of grilled fish to be placed in front of Angel and Klein, along with two cups of tantalizing Sunia blood wine.

The Rorsted Islands, also known as the "Spice Islands", produced a wide variety of exotic spices, which were developed by the Kingdom of Rune and where countless plantations took root, and the expensive spices were transported back to the northern continent by sea to exchange for gold pounds.

This is where the name of Byam, the capital of Rorsted, the "City of Generosity", comes from the fact that the first colonists believed that this rich island was a treasure promised by the gods.

For Angel, the gold, silver, copper, and iron deposits of the Rorsted Islands, the different uses of wood, and the exploitation of the area by the colonists were somewhat out of reach, but the spices that lay on the grilled fish, known or unrecognized, literally bubbled through her nostrils and hit her brain.

"Sure enough, it's the specialty of this restaurant......"

She sighed with emotion, and felt the knife and fork to enjoy the food, but found that the waiter handed over two rough wooden sticks with one thick end and one thin end, which had not been polished much.

This...... This can't be chopsticks, right?

Looking around, Angel managed to spot that most of the diners who ordered the grilled comb fish were using the two sticks to hold the fish in their mouths, some of them clumsy and occasionally dropping the fish on their plates, but most of them were skillfully using the "chopsticks" like their own fingers.

"This kind of tableware is used when eating grilled fish, and it is said to be ......"

"Russell the Great, right?"

Angel nodded knowingly, interrupting the waiter's introduction.

"Yes, he was inspired by the ancient customs of the elves."

The waiter still briefly introduced this history before slowly retreating. He was a native of the Rorsted Islands, and his complexion was darker than that of the Southern Continent, with a sun-soaked bronza that reminded Angel of Mr. Azik, whom he hadn't seen in a while.

Learning from the people at the table to hold the chopsticks in her right hand, Angel clumsily poked open the belly of the grilled fish with them, barely grabbed a piece of fatty fish belly soaked in spices and sauce, and put her mouth over to put it in her mouth, but accidentally pinched the fish and dropped them back on the plate.

Crane, who was sitting opposite, used his chopsticks to deftly dip a large piece of fish into the sauce and put it into his mouth, chuckled, and said:

"Do you need me to teach you?"

Why are you so skilled...... Angel picked up a piece of fish again, and this time she was careful not to make too much effort, and finally put the fish in her mouth and tasted the deliciousness of this specialty.

Seeing that she was learning quickly, Crane looked away in a sense of boredom, and after a moment asked:

"Did you get anything out of going to see that foolish believer yesterday?"

"I've asked for some pirate clues, and I've learned where a few extraordinaries meet, the most recent one is tonight, but I still have to meet an old friend in the afternoon, and I can't necessarily catch up with the contact point on Daniz's side in the evening."

"Well, let's split up, I'll go to the gathering of the extraordinary, and I'll go to Daniz to see if I can get information about the other pirates...... Who are you talking about old friends? ”

Klein first said while eating fish, but then the conversation changed and asked rhetorically, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped.

"I mentioned it to you last time, that MI9 hunter Dominic."

Angel became more and more skilled with his chopsticks, and quickly solved half of the grilled fish, and replied casually after drinking a large mouthful of Sunia blood wine.

Seeing that Klein's face was a little strange, she hurriedly added:

"Remember his little girlfriend who is not yet an adult? The one who became a 'soothsayer'. ”

"I remember, it's ...... them"

Hearing this, Klein smiled and picked up his wine glass, and also took a sip of blood wine, attracting Angel's curious gaze.

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Towards the end of the evening, Angel went to the "Sea and Fire" bar again, and was guided by the bartender to find "Lucky Nick" in the small room on the second floor.

Fortunately, this time she was lucky, she did not choose the wrong "Nick" in one of the two problems, and it was Dominic who she worked with in Beckland who sat in the private room provided for the drinkers to rest and entertain.

"Intelligence, commission, or transaction?"

It was a woman I didn't know, this former member of MI9 with short black hair and a casual overcoat asked casually.

"I've come looking for someone who is proficient in divination, and I heard you know a girl like this?"

Angel asked softly, instantly provoking the other party's wary gaze.

"I know a lot of soothsayers, some play tarot cards in the sooth house, and some are the 'real' kind, which one do you ask?"

He asked cautiously.

"Of course, it is possible to really divination, such as finding out the location of the manuscript of the difference machine......"

Angel said, nodding to his forehead, removing the disguise of the "Faceling", and his face changed to its original appearance after a burst of muscles and skin squirming.

The moment he saw her face change, Dominic jumped up from the sofa and was about to push open the window and jump directly from the second floor.

It wasn't until he saw Angel's face that he relaxed and sat back down on the couch.

"You scared me, I thought it was ......"

He muttered.

"Why? Facelings? 'Eighth inning'? ”

Angel asked with a smile as she sat on another single couch by the window, poured herself a cup of coffee, and smiled.

"Besides, the people who want to kill me can line up from Pelican Street to Alfalfa Avenue, but how do you know the ...... of the 'Eighth Game'?"

Dominic didn't seem to expect an answer to this question, and after refilling himself and taking a sip of his hot coffee, he continued to ask with a hot breath:

"Why did you come to Byam? Finally, I couldn't get along in Beckland and fled overseas? ”

"Although I feel that you are provocative, this sentence is indeed correct, I escaped from Beckland."

Angel resisted the urge to punch him and replied.

"Sure enough, otherwise you wouldn't have thought of asking for my help...... By the way, I saw a wanted notice for the Storm Church yesterday, and the woman who killed their bishop can't be you, right? ”

"What bishop?"

She pretended to be stupid.

"I don't think it's you, how can there be a fool who dares to provoke those grumpy old brothers, or at sea! It's just a long life. ”

"yes, how so?"

Angel felt that the other party's "provocateur" potion should have been digested long ago.

After greeting with a gun and a stick, Dominic got up from the sofa, carefully closed the window, drew the curtains, and locked the door again, and then got to the point, and asked softly:

"Do you know the situation of the 'big smog' in Beckland at the beginning of the month?"

I'm here to ask you for information, why was you asked first...... Angel pursed her lips and selectively told the information she had heard from Audrey to the information dealer.

"The Witch Sect, it's them again!" Hearing again about the secret sect that forced him and Sonia to leave their homeland, Dominic gritted his teeth a little, "What about the final result?" I read in the newspapers that a lot of people had died, but no more news has come yet. ”

"It is said that there are high-level official extraordinaries dispatched to solve the witch who released the plague, and the three major sects forced the royal family to make a lot of concessions, but the specific reform may not be until after the New Year, and the plague in the city has not been completely extinguished at present, and many people have fled the city temporarily, and the streets are depressed a lot."

After all, he was still from Rune, and after hearing that the situation was under control, Dominic's face improved a little, and he tried to talk to Angel about the specific policy changes, but the latter had almost forgotten about it after listening to the analysis of the hanged man, and did not give him much of a chance.

"Where's Sonia? She's also in Byam, living with you? ”

After another cup of coffee, Angel changed the subject to a lighter one.

"She is not yet an adult, and I want her to continue her education at the grammar school in Byam, but she doesn't agree, she just wants to study divination, and even wants to learn from me in the intelligence business. After becoming an extraordinary, I felt that she was a little disobedient......"

Dominic replied with a bitter face.

The minor's mind and experience are not enough for them to face the huge change in identity, which may be the reason why Sonia has some rebellious emotions, Angel thinks of his "assassin" Sherman, after he became an extraordinary person, his mentality has also changed greatly, but in a good direction, more confident, more public.

Sonia has lost her parents, and is surrounded by only Dominic, who is not much older than her, and may lack a guide......

But Angel didn't have much to do, so he could only laugh a few words with the mentality of watching the jokes of the little two.

After the other party's mood improved slightly, Angel asked about the local gathering of extraordinary people in Baiam, the information of the pirates, etc., and wanted to compare it with the information provided by the "hanging man", and was surprised to find that the news of the two was the same, and she asked suspiciously:

"You don't know a middle-aged man with dark blue hair, do you?"

"Do you know Alger Wilson? A lot of my information is indeed provided by him, this guy has a ghost ship, dozens of sailors, very good strength, but no bounty on his head, he is probably from the Church of the Storm, helping them do the dirty work. ”

Dominic replied casually.

Sure enough, the "Hanged Man" was also one of his clients, but his name was Alger Wilson...... Wait, he can't be the same "Mr. Wilson of the Storm Church" who helped the local Extraordinaries destroy the fake Tarot Society in the port of Enmat before, right? Mr. Hanged Man is really keen to protect our reputation!

She sighed.

After verifying the authenticity of the information, Angel no longer had any need to linger, and she said goodbye to the well-wrenched intelligence monger, reminded him of Sonya's education, and left the bar.

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"Whew, whew—"

Daniz's chest was on fire, and he breathed heavily, but he felt that the air could not enter his lungs at all, the alley in front of him seemed to be shaking, and the light of the setting sun in the distance became no longer real.

He knew he didn't have much to hold out for, as the swift and deadly sneak attack of "Steel" Mavitty pierced his lungs, leaving him bleeding and unable to breathe, and the spirit had almost left his body and entered the fabled underworld.

Just fall down like this, and don't try any harder...... As soon as such a thought popped into his mind, he was violently extinguished.

No, I have to find someone...... What about the other sailors waiting to be contacted? Are they nearby?

The only belief that supported Daniz was to spread the news that the Point of Contact was being controlled by the "Blood Generals", and he looked around, his blurred eyes seeing the flow of people shuttling through the alleyway, and knew that the best way now was to rush out into the street, die in the crowd, and shout out what he had to say.

In this way, the next day's newspaper should be able to appear with relevant information, at least the violent death of "Blaze" Daniz on the street can make his colleagues wary and his captain guess the truth.

He used his hands and feet together, grabbed the low wall beside him, and walked towards the entrance of the alley step by step, with a continuous stream of blood behind him.

There are still twenty meters to go...... No, twenty-five meters?

He could barely think, and could only move forward on instinct.

Hmmm-

A figure appeared out of thin air in front of Daniz's eyes.

Is it "steel" catching up?

He looked up in despair, and saw that the pale golden hair and purple eyes that he had cursed more than once on the White Onyx looked extremely cute at the moment.

(End of chapter)