City of Thorns, slums.

　　 Light and darkness are twins. If the bustling city of Thorns is light, then the slums outside the city are dark.

　　 The houses are low, the shack is continuous, the aisles are narrow, and the air is filled with an unpleasant smell of excrement mixed with food, and the soldiers on patrol in charge of security are reluctant to come here. Basically, they belong to the three-regardless zone.

　　 Like all three-regarding areas, the slums of Thorns City are chaotic, gangsters are separatist, and scenes of fighting on the streets often appear.

　　 Dead people are not news here, but there are no dead people in three days but new things.

　　 Feralas avoided the human excrement in the narrow lanes and continued to walk forward, not fast or slow.

　　 His walking posture seems leisurely and slow, but in fact it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. His eyes turn from time to time to check the shack on both sides of the roadway.

　　 In the shack with dirty curtains, the sloppy aborigines of the slums also watched the strange visitors in front of them. The eyes of the poor were complicated, fearful, begging, guarded, and some adult men were also greedy.

　　 The neatly-dressed visitor does not fit into the slums. Obviously, he does not belong here. Not belonging here means that he can be a hunting target.

　　 Of course, the premise is to play well.

　　 Seeing the bow and arrow, the quiver, and the saber hanging from the waist belt on the back of the visitor, people who are born with greed will suppress their malice. People who are dressed up and dare to walk alone in the slum are generally professionals.

Feralas suffered malicious eyes all the way, and continued to walk through the slums. He was going to a gang site called the Viper Gang. All this stemmed from his taking on a task officially released by Thorns City-[Investigating the missing persons in the slums ].

According to the mission information, a small orc gang called the Viper Gang in the slum reported the case, and disappearances occurred one after another in its "district". The missing persons seemed to have suddenly evaporated, and no clue was found. The security team in Thorns City took it. There was no way to do this, so I had to go to the Adventurer's Union to issue a task.

　　 Feralas thought carefully and took the task.

　　As the son of a wealthy businessman, he is not fancy a reward for the mission, but the publisher of the mission is the official of Thorns City, and he hopes to start with this mission as a starting point with the official of Thorns City.

　　Filas has been in the Triangle Plain for a week. Through observations these days, he found that this is a vibrant soil. He is very optimistic about the future of the Kingdom of Versey and decided to do a career in the Kingdom of Versey.

　　 This is not a momentary fever, but the result of a lot of deliberation.

　　 Through daily observation, Feralas discovered that there were many races in the Triangle Plain, but there was no native human power, so he decided to fill this vacancy.

　　 If the plan is successful, the family and the Kingdom of Versay will be connected and the supply channels will be opened up. Then the family’s business will go further. It may be able to cross the threshold of a large chamber of commerce in one fell swoop and become a giant chamber of commerce.

　　 In order to open up the commodity supply chain of the Kingdom of Versey and the family, he must get the official support of Thorns City, so he accepted this task and brushed his reputation in Thorns City.

　　 However, there is a problem. He underestimated the responsibility of the laneways in the slums to the extent that he could not find his way.

　　 At this time, he met an orc child sitting on the side of the road, his heart moved, and he took out a silver coin.

　　 "Hey, kid, take me to the camp of the Viper Gang, this silver coin is yours," he said, and tossed the silver coin in his hand.

　　The silver coins leaping in the sky were shining brightly in the sun, and a gleam of desire flashed in the eyes of the dirty orc children.

　　With the guide, everything is much simpler.

Feralas paid a silver coin and found his destination-the viper gang resident. This is a dirt house surrounded by a dirt wall. The hut has a small courtyard with many wooden sticks. Very few ironware.

　　 In most slums, this house is definitely a mansion.

　　 At the door of the mansion, there are two bragging ruffians sitting.

　　 Feralas walked straight to the entrance of the Viper Gang resident, walked to the stand up ruffian, and said directly: "I am an adventurer who took on the mission of investigating the disappearance. Take me to see your boss."

　　 "Ok...Okay, my lord, please follow me."

　　 The two ruffians were deterred by the high-level ranger's aura, swallowed their saliva, turned around and led the way.

　　 Passing through the small courtyard in front of the door, Feralas entered the door of the house and saw the boss of the Viper Gang, the boss of the Viper Gang was an ugly middle-aged man, a junior thief.

　　 While seeing Feralas, the boss of the Viper Gang was taken aback for a moment, and said uncertainly: "You...you are the poet of death——Mr. Feralas?"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Feralas stiffened and felt a little embarrassed.

　　 In the [Wild Boar and Whistle] tavern incident, he beat up most of the alcoholic drinkers in the tavern, and the reason for this incident was that his five tone was incomplete, so he got the nickname of a dead poet.

　　 Good things don't go out, bad things go for thousands of miles.

　　 Not only Stonehammer Town, but Thorns City also has some legends about him. Of course, the publicity credits of Merck and other members of the Tiger Mercenary Group are indispensable.

　　 For an uninfluenced little gang, Feralas didn't have much to talk about, his face was stern, and straight to the point: "I'm very busy, just talk about the task."

　　 Although Feralas's attitude is not very good, the leader of the Viper Gang doesn't mind at all. This is the privilege of a strong man who is lying in half a tavern.

　　 "I have never seen such a weird thing in my life."

The head of the Viper Gang trembled, took a sip of bitter tea from the teacup on the table, temporarily suppressed the panic in his heart, and continued: "There have been successive disappearances in my site. A total of 38 people have disappeared. Some They met the first day, but disappeared the next day, and the people around did not hear any movement, and there were no signs of fighting at home, as if they had disappeared suddenly."

　　 Feralas tapped his finger on the desktop, and his thoughts moved: "How long has this happened?"

　　 "It's been eleven days."

　　 "Why did you report it yesterday?"

"Hehehe," the leader of the Viper Gang chuckled, "My lord, you know, I'm in my business. That **** is clean. How dare you trouble the adults of the security team? Besides, even if I report it. , Those big people may not be able to care about it."

　　 Feralas nodded, understanding.

　　In the slum area, almost all residents are the natives of the steppe who entered the country illegally. The Thorns City officials do not care about these people. They have always been stocking attitudes. Otherwise, the slums of Thorns City are not what they are now.

　　 It's just that the matter this time was really evil, and 38 people were missing for no reason, which made the officials of Thorns City take it seriously.

　　 After all, the human kingdom has too many lessons learned. The slums hide the dark creatures such as necromancers and terrible monsters, and catch the poor to do things. The city managers did not pay attention to it at the beginning, which led to the event eventually turning into a disaster.

　　 "……"

　　The two sides talked for a while, and seeing that the boss of the Viper Gang was unable to provide more information, Feralas opened his mouth and said: "Tell me, the distribution of missing persons, where did the most recent disappearance happen?"

　　 "...The one who disappeared recently is one of my little brothers. He and his younger siblings live behind my house. I saw him in the evening two days ago, but disappeared the next day..."

　　 Under the leadership of the gang, Feralas came to a sweaty shack.

　　 There is no door in the shack. There is only a curtain made of cloth. There are several obvious scars on the curtain. The scene inside the shack can be seen as soon as the wind blows.

　　 Feralas got into the shack alone and began to check for suspicious traces.

　　 spent twenty minutes in this small shack, but found nothing.

　　 "emmm..., according to the mission statement, the high-ranking jackal police officer of the security team searched the missing area, but found no clues. I have a high probability of finding no results after searching like this."

Feralas pondered around: "Able to capture the victim without the surrounding people noticing it and the victim without the slightest resistance. Either the criminal is very strong, or he used some means. Unfortunately, the Northland Prairie Without the Church of Justice, there is no way to get a high concentration of holy water..."

　　 After thinking about it for a while, Feralas decided to use the dumbest method-to wait and see.

　　 At night, the moon is faint and the stars sink, and the earth is pitch black.

　　 On a big tree with the best view in the slum, Feralas was hidden among the dense foliage, and his gleaming pupils scanned the roof of the shack.

　　 "True Sight Potion can only last for six hours. If the enemy does not show up during this period, it will be a big loss," he thought to himself, bored.

　　True Vision Potion, a special magical potion that can enhance night vision and give the user a certain ability to see through invisibility. It is scarce and valuable. It is a treasure he brought out from home.

　　 Suddenly, Feralas' auricle moved, and he heard a different kind of movement, which seemed to be the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind. The sound was very small. If he had not possessed a magical strange object to enhance hearing, he would not have found it at all.

　　 Feralas's spirits were shocked, and he started to look for possible targets.

"what?"

　　 After a while, he found out and saw a vague dark night flashing across the house, and then the black shadow lay motionless on the tallest house.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Feralas felt a little strange, because he found that this dark shadow seemed not the target he was looking for, but more like a competitor.

　　Because if it is the target, the person should be arrested directly and then left. Only competitors will stay up in the middle of the night and lie on the top of the house looking for suspicious matters.

　　 "Thieves, are there other forces interested in this matter?"

　　 Feralas remained silent and continued to hide on the branches.

　　 Time passed bit by bit in the silence, Feralas felt a little solemn.

　　 "This guy, he hasn't moved for three hours, is he a monster?!"

　　In view of the pressure of blood circulation and gravity, living things remain motionless for a long time, which will cause the body to numb. Only the most rigorously trained thieves can overcome this biological characteristic with the tough will of an ascetic monk.

　　 Feralas realized that this "competitor" in front of him was definitely not an ordinary thief, and he might have been involved in a major event accidentally.

　　…………………………………………

　　 On the roof, the [Red Dagger] apprentice member-Church, lay motionless on the roof, consciously feeling the surrounding movement, closely monitoring all the disturbances in the lanes.

　　As a new jackal who grew up under the rule of a red dragon, he dreamed of joining the army since he was a child and serving for the great real dragon.

There is no doubt that Church is lucky. He has a good talent for thieves. He not only fulfilled his desire to join the army to serve the real dragon, but also stood out from hundreds of students in the same period. He was the third one to break through the middle class, and he won one time. Opportunity to join the thieves organization that directly belongs to the real dragon-[Red Dagger].

　　 After special training time and time again, Church learned the power of [Red Dagger] and the importance of [Red Dagger] to the Kingdom of Versey, and he became more and more determined to join [Red Dagger].

　　 Therefore, he paid special attention to the task of monitoring the slums of Thorns City this time, and he lay motionless on the house.

　　 "According to the information, there may be a Cthulhu hidden in the slums. He is responsible for providing "materials". I don't know if he will do it tonight."

　　 Suddenly, Church's ears moved, and he heard a slight footstep. The footsteps seemed to be a thick cloth wrapped around the shoes. The sound was extremely low, but the wolves' sensitive hearing could still catch this movement.

　　 He tilted his head and saw a man in black robe walking through the alley, his hooded head flashed past the gap.

　　 Church remained calm and stood up cautiously. The pads on the soles of the jackals played a very good cushioning role, absorbing the sound of movement.

He jumped out of the house and hung far behind the black-robed man, keeping a certain distance. He has to wait until the black-robed man collects "materials" before he can officially determine that this person is the target he is looking for~lightnovelpub.net~ As expected, The black-robed man came to a shack, took out a small bottle from his arms, opened the cork, and stretched out through the shack's curtain.

　　 At this moment, the high-ranking ranger-Feralas and the middle-ranking thief-Church all determined that the black-robed man in front of him was his target.

　　 On the branch, Feralas hesitated. Judging from the current information, the reason behind the disappearance in the slum is not simple, and the water is deep.

　　 If he can, he doesn't want to get involved in this matter, but he hopes to complete the task smoothly, and then show his face in the security team to prepare for the future.

　　 Outsiders hesitate, Church didn't have too much worries. Holding a matte standard dagger, he kept sneaking closer to the black-robed man step by step.

　　 The thieves belonged to the night, and Church moved in the shadows, and the black-robed men didn't notice it.

　　 Silently, the sharp dagger quietly pressed against the kidneys of the black robe man's back waist. With a little force, the dagger can penetrate the skin and a small amount of muscles, and stab the deadly kidney.

　　 Church growled in a deep voice: "Don't move! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

　　The black-robed man's body stiffened, as if it had suddenly crashed, and then he turned around ignoring the warning.

　　While the black robe man exerted his strength, Church reacted quickly and ruthlessly inserted the dagger into the black robe man's kidney.

　　 However, it was unexpected that the black-robed man was not affected at all. He didn't even have to hum and turned around to attack.

　　 In the process of retreating, Church hurriedly glanced and saw the black-robed man's face that had lost its skin and exposed the bright red muscle tissue underneath, his complexion changed drastically.

　　 "Flesh puppet?!"