Wizard From Afar

"It's really getting more and more interesting..."

Loren crouched outside the barn, looking at the broken carriage parked at the door from the corner of his eye. , And people sneaking out of it. In a shanty town, what kind of guy would think about taking a carriage?

If it's for a secret trail, isn't the carriage more eye-catching than the clothes on your body? But on the other hand, compared to whether it is conspicuous, the owner of the carriage is more afraid of revealing his identity, or being seen by others, so he would rather use this weird way.

So the other party is probably not small, rich or expensive-then again, it can make a group of rascals appealing, and it is impossible to do without a large sum of money.

With the arrival of the carriage, the rogues wandering around the barn all walked into the gate. Loren cautiously followed the surrounding crowd and walked in through the side door.

The roaring bonfire, the broken wooden barrels full of bad wine, and the sour smell permeating around, the whole barn is completely a scene of the Beggars' Sect annual meeting. Loren curled up in the unremarkable corner and pulled his hood to make himself look as less conspicuous as possible, but still fully aware of the position in the middle of the barn.

Loren, sinking in his mind, even relaxed a little, as if waiting for a prey, and even filled a glass of bad wine from a broken wooden barrel.

In contrast, a male child who claims to be a "hat" is not as relaxed as he is—from the moment he sees the carriage stopped at the door, the male child’s head is constantly fighting between heaven and man, and wait until After everyone started to come in, they couldn't help but hide in the crowd not dare to appear. Anyway, he was short and small, and he didn't look dazzling.

After a while, the hat saw their "Boss"—a fatty face full of flesh, and greeted a mysterious person wrapped in a gray robe to come in. The Boss who usually yells five and six, looks like a fat dog in front of the gray robe master, with his neck and his waist bent, his face full of flattering smiles.

After greeted the gray robe master to sit down, Boss recovered his former spirit, standing by the campfire in the middle of the barn, looking around with a pair of small eyes squeezed out of the fat meat: "Brothers, we have a distinguished guest tonight, so let’s say hello to this old man soon!"

A group of rascals followed their boss, clumsily imitating the money that usually spit in secret. People, nodded bowed salute. However, the people of Gray Robe didn't seem to care about these, and lightly coughed to continue.

"Uh...this master said, as long as we listen obediently and honestly in the future, the group of his grandma bastard taverns next door will be ours from now on!"

At this moment, there was a loud cheering from the barn that was still muffled. Obviously, these rascals have been watching the tavern for a long time, and their faces are full of surprises and flattery. expression. The male child in the middle of the crowd also smirked with the people around him, as if nothing really happened.

"Not only that, if anyone can complete the things the master explained, there will be extra money rewards!" Seeing the joy of the little brothers, the look of Boss was even more excited. I just pointed to a rogue standing in front: "You, hey, that's you, what did you tell me this morning?"

"I saw it! The last time I was there! The wizard who returned, followed a priest into the church!" As soon as the dancing rogue heard "there is a reward", he immediately jumped out, holding his right hand for fear of being preempted by others.

"Good job!" Seeing the gray robe behind him nodded, Boss, who was a little painful, threw a pack of copper plates to the rogue, and then pretended to be happy and shouted to the crowd: "Did you see it? It's all cash! Has anyone else seen that wizard?"

The cold hat behind him hurriedly moved towards behind the crowd, and was stared by the sharp-eyed Boss before he could turn around. I came up: "Hey, didn't you have the hat near the church, where are the other two people?"

"He, they haven't come back yet?" The hat with a guilty conscience turned around, so Asked with a surprised smile. Shuffled out of the crowd and stood in front of the boss and the gray robe.

"This kid is the most clever, the entire Ancient Wood Town wallet can't escape his eyes" Boss patted the little shoulder of the hat, and boasted with the gray robe: "Quick, give it This master, tell me what you found?"

"I, I have always been on the back wall of the church..." Hesitated, the eyes of the trembling with fear hat kept turning back and forth. , Thinking quickly about how to deal with it.

As soon as the peripheral light swept around, the male child suddenly found a man with a hood in the corner of the barn, and smiled and raised his glass to him. The hat immediately felt the cold hair standing upright on the back!

"But, but I found nothing!" When he swallowed his mouth forcibly, the hat pretending to be calm didn't dare to look at Boss' eyes: "I saw the two of them going to drink, and then... Then I came back."

"He lied!"

The silent gray robe suddenly opened the mouth and said, staring at the complexion pale hat: "Grab He!"

The gray-faced hat not even think immediately turned around and ran. The surrounding rascals yelled at him, but they missed one by one. Like a slippery fish, moved towards the door of the barn in a panic.

But there are too many people in the room. The hat that jumped up and down still knocked his knees, and was almost hit on the head by the flying wine glass, but he didn’t even dare to scream. Endure the pain-as long as you stop, you will be over. That gray robe man will definitely not let him go!

"Bang--!"

There was a sound from nowhere, a fire burst on the eaves of the barn, and then there was a billowing smoke, like I lit something, and the rascals in the room immediately went into a mess. Even the gray robe who was still calm just now seemed to have become headless flies, yelling lose one's head out of fear NS.

"He is in this barn, and that damn wizard is in this barn—get him up for me!" The gray robe's voice was unexpectedly sharp, and somewhat flustered. : "Whoever catches him, that tavern is the one!" Not only did such a reward fail to arouse the "morale" of the rogues, it actually made the scene even more chaotic. Finally, the gray robe man who couldn't sit still pulled on the "fierce and evil" Boss beside him, and escaped from the side door of the barn.

Take advantage of the chaos and escaped from the barn full of smoke, the hat was still thinking about going there before I could catch my breath, and I found that there was already an extra silhouette in front of me—the one that was the worst than myself. How many wizards are looking at themselves laughingly.

"I, I didn't tell them, that guy discovered it by himself!" The male child who was still gasping quickly explained: "You have seen it too, he knew I was lying at a glance That's it!"

"I don't mean to blame you, in fact, it helped me a lot." Loren squatted down, patted the shoulder of the hat: "Don't worry, no one will come again. I’m making trouble for you."

The shabby carriage, the deceptive gray robe—such a target is easier to find for Loren than the moon, and he can even vaguely guess who it is. Yes, it just needs to be further determined. If it goes well, maybe tonight, I can let the facts come to light again.

Of course, the last one still depends on the situation. Compared to the truth, Loren hopes that he can play a few more cards, so that he won't let himself be in a dilemma by accident.

Loren, comforting the boy, turned and left, followed the rut marks on the ground and left the smoking shanty town. He didn't even need to pay too much attention to detect the other person's departure. How to lose one's head out of fear.

I don’t know how many intersections have been turned, Loren, who crossed half of the Ancient Wood Town, found the empty carriage in a small alley-obviously the other party is not completely brainless. , I also knew that I wanted to cover up my trail, dropped the carriage and chose to walk away.

But I don’t have to look for it anymore. Loren panting slightly, but with a weird smile on his face, looking at the luxurious house opposite, it still says "Lyle House" on it. Wooden token with the words.

Ancient Wood Town can be counted on one's fingers The house of a rich merchant-and it's the one Draco mentioned.

"How can I say, life is really full of coincidences."