Chapter 86: Confirmed condition

坎 September 2, Hollier City, Cambey District.
For a typical medieval city, the aristocratic area where the lord is usually the quietest, and the trade area where the market is located is the most lively, except for the residential area where most civilians and merchants live, along the inside of the North Wall The Campe district, which is not exposed to the sun all day, is the so-called "slum".
The buildings in the Campbell area are extremely simple. If the residence of the Duke of Roussillon is rich in depth and restrained luxury, then what can be smelled here can only be faded, withered and rancid.
Roddy always remembered in his mind the phrase that once was everywhere-"When there is someone, there are rivers and lakes."
Even in slum areas, they still have their own rules and "jianghu". Gangs like gangs always have three or four batches. Most of them have a flesh and are unreasonable, and the rest are almost delicious and lazy. Unemployed youth. The place where they often gather is the bar in Campe District-because it is the gathering place of various news of the "Thief Union".
Of course, the "Thieves' Union" sounds like a pretty good organization. It's just a loose organization where a group of thieves and thieves meet to share information. It has no entity, nowhere to look, but ... everywhere.
Sitting at the front desk of the "Pig's Head Bar", with a glass of cheap ale mixed with water in his hand, Roddy felt that the names of the bars in the future from this memory seem to have met, and after thinking about it for a long time, he found that it was the same as the literary masterpiece "Harry Potter" A bar in the same name. Thinking of the world of wizards that once belonged to people's imagination is now almost a reality in his own eyes, he was inexplicable. He shook his head and held up the ale and touched two mouths, but he gnawed his teeth and made a grimace.
I'm so fucking.
I thought about looking for a wooden spirit to cooperate with winemaking, but I temporarily let go of this idea after meeting Nata. The concept of "high-end luxury" is too far away for civilians, and it is not easy to persuade a group of nobles to buy elf wine with their current status. Although it is not impossible to make money, the timing is really immature, just think about it.
Holding the wine glass, he was thinking about pondering about the Duke of Angmar, but unexpectedly his daze caused a few jokes of the boss in front of the bar-
"Hey ... Raphael, aren't you going to sing a few songs today? I've only listened to your stories these days, but I like the bar atmosphere more cheerfully!"
Hook, with a beard and a beard, is the owner of this hotel. At this time it was ten in the morning. The bar was basically empty, and he was free. The bars in the slum area are naturally not as good as those big pubs on the bright streets. The light is dark, the ground is dirty, and the wine is cheap, but they are mixed with water. There is always a big dry pig head hanging at the door. This area is dark and cruel.
"Singing? That's not what I'm good at. If you ask me to sing those songs, I don't think you have any good business here."
With a pseudonym "Raphael", Roddy responded with a smile to the land snake, and he was kind and polite. "If you are free at night, you will continue to tell the story. Rest assured, although the lobby is always dark, the service here is really Very enthusiastic, I will consider staying a few more days. "
"God bless, if you can stay a little longer, that would be better." Hook himself took a cup of the same watered ale and drank it like drinking water, and saw that Roddy was about to pay for the bill, big hand With a wave: "Withdraw, withdraw, I invite."
For this kindness, Roddy didn't quit, so he returned to his room on the second floor with a few words.
This is the fourth day that Rody has lived in Hollier City. Since these days, he has stayed at this hotel as a "bard". On the bright side, he is wandering around by stories every day. Guy, the actual purpose is to inadvertently probe some news about the members of the Roussillon family.
As a veteran of the game, Roddy knew that the kind of novels that directly bought news by throwing gold coins were not reliable in the "cracked soil". His previous solitary career made him understand ... Only in gaining the trust of the other party and making it clear that the two parties have no interests When arguing, the kind of casually spoken information is the most authentic and reliable.
Most of the tyrants who throw gold to ask for news will only end up in an injustice. Roddy is not so stupid, he rushes to alert others, and the end must be miserable-and then when he walked to the desk and sat down, he found himself In fact, it has been "checked".
I reached out and sorted out a stack of parchment paper full of Chinese characters, and Roddy could recognize the traces of these things being turned.
In such a mixed place, the other party flipped the parchment paper without taking away the other things in the room, naturally for the purpose of surveillance and exploration, but Rodi had already expected this-because he was confident that he didn't show any flaws.
"If you can understand Chinese, then you are awesome ..."
Roddy murmured, and after a moment of thinking, he took out a careful look.
On this piece of paper is all the information he asked from Hook about the old Duke of Angmar in recent years. The chaotic narrative of the hotel owner has been re-appeared on the paper by Rody on a regular timeline-these days After collecting the information, Roddy has been able to confirm that the serious illness of the Duke of Angmar Roussillon is due to the "soul extraction".
The Duke's temperament changed five years ago, and he suddenly scolded him on the hunting ground. Four years ago, he could only stay in the Duke's Mansion when he was weak. He's got any improvement; he hasn't closed his door since three years ago, and even the government order is no longer ...
The most important and the most evidence that Roddy can determine that the old duke is sick is that Hook once obtained the secret that "the old duke left blue blood in the corner of his eyes" from a certain news channel.
Such details cannot be edited by ordinary people-although many gossip news is unreliable, Roddy clearly remembers that "Soul Extraction Potion" will indeed cause such an effect!
This will not be a coincidence, but an iron fact, all details are inextricably linked with Roddy's memory. By now, he can confirm that his judgment will not be wrong.
罗 In Rodi's original plan, it was imperative to come directly to find an opportunity to kill Francis, otherwise the other party will find his head sooner or later. At that time, he may become passive and even his basic occupation may be deprived. So the assassination of Francis would have been a priority.
However, after some investigation, it was only discovered that Roddy had shrunk in a well-guarded manor outside the city. There was no plan or plan to go out, which made Roddy impossible to start. So after considering for a long time, he chose directly The second way to kill this guy--
He went directly to awaken the old Duke Angmar, and used his hand to solve Sally's current crisis.
This is a "stupid way", but it also has some added benefits, because if you can successfully wake up the old duke and let the other party know his name, then there is a duke backing behind it. It must be more reliable than having the little girl Sally backing up. Spectacular-after all, Roddy understands that in this entire territory of Everta, only real powers such as Duke Angmar are the "boss".
If you can really wake him up, you wo n’t need to say the reputation and experience. The main thing is that you can find a suitable position for Soderlor and others to plan the next step. This is the most critical thing.
"Francis, Francis ... it's better to eat more."
With that said, he reached out and took out another piece of parchment paper—the time and road map of the Duke ’s Mansion ’s patrol soldier written in Chinese characters. He reached out and touched his pocket. A few bottles of potion were wrapped in cloth, but it was The "Soul Extraction Elixir" antidote made by Roddy.
At the beginning, about the "Soul Extraction Elixir", the player explained in the post two methods of "antidote": one requires a bunch of complex proportions of herbs to be blended and brewed together. When taking a bottle, it will be filled and the medicine will be taken immediately. He was cured, but apparently Roddy didn't know how to configure it, so he could only use the second simple method ...
泡 Simmer the "Blasphemy Ginseng" in boiling water and use it as a medicine-this is indeed effective, but the disadvantage is that it needs to be taken in large doses multiple times to take effect. In my impression ... at least three times.
To this day, Roddy is ready to "fill" the old duke at night-but nothing happens. In the days when he came to Hollier City, in addition to inquiring about the news, Roddy remembered that he had also Did not go to meet Sally, thought about it, or decided to talk to the other party to understand the current situation.
Roddy doesn't know what Sally has done in the monastery in the past few months. In his consciousness, this girl can keep herself alive until now, but it is actually pretty good.
Put on an ordinary civilian costume, UU reads www.uukanshu.com Rodi left the tavern and disappeared on the street corner.
"Hey, Hook, who is that kid?"
In front of the bar, someone pointed at the back of Roddy and asked.
"He? Hey-but you haven't been here for a while. He's the hottest bard in the bar these days. To be honest, those stories tell me that I'm also enthusiastic. Orcs go! "
"Forget it Hook, I'm afraid your belly is bigger than a wolf!"
The interruption on the side immediately filled the bar with laughter, but the middle-aged man sitting in front of Hook did not laugh. He just faced his routine and asked in a low voice: "I don't listen to nonsense, Hook. This guy Is his identity clean? "
干净 "Clean, not a spy sent by the lord. I have checked his room. Most of the letters above are written with poems and phrases, and some ... presumably new musical scores, I don't understand anyway."
Hu Ke whispered in a low voice. Although the person in front of him looked ugly, but he had an identity inside the "Thieves Union", he understood that the other party was a guy who worked for Count Francis, and he must not neglect.
After listening to his words, the middle-aged man nodded, raised his hand and pressed a silver coin on the bar, and gently pushed it in front of Hook: "If there is any other wind, remember to notify me."
"Okay ..."
Hu Ke quickly responded, and after whispering at the other side, the back bar disappeared, and he muttered in a low voice while wiping the bar: "Cut ... find any scout with a bow, I really don't know what to fear, even the bard Drop ... will it be impossible for that kid to assassinate Francis? "