The nickname of the skinny man is worthy of being called "Black Mouse". He is very alert. He may have discovered Devin's tracking and went all the way to the remote alley.

It seems that he is very familiar with Sonata City, and he should be a local snake.

Dewen was very satisfied. When he arrived in a remote alley, he did not go around with this guy, strode after him, grabbed the guy's shoulder, and directly lifted his thin body up.

"Oh, let go, let go, hero!" The thin man begged for mercy and curled up, looking very funny.

"Stop pretending, you took me here on purpose, right?" Devin said with a smile.

After hearing what he said, the 'black mouse' immediately stopped struggling, and his pair of rat eyes narrowed: "This hero, I wonder what you are asking me for?"

He just bragged in the tavern and showed off his good news, and was originally for fishing.

There are many outsiders and refugees in Sonata City. Those who have committed crimes and want to ask for information like this.

He lives on this, that is, he makes a living.

Look, the person in front of me is caught.

Devin put him down, took out a silver coin, put it beside his mouth and blew it gently, and the clear voice immediately came out.

The thin man's eyes immediately lit up.

"I'll ask you for some information. If I'm satisfied, this silver coin will belong to you."

The black mouse nodded repeatedly.

Now it seems that he caught a big fish, and now he has made some profits.

He bent down and said humbly: "What do you want to know? Ask, I know everything."

Devin looked around and saw that there were no people in the alley, and asked softly: "I heard that Sonata has a place to fake his identity?"

As soon as he said this, Black Mouse knew that the person in front of him was definitely wanted for a crime.

Who would think of hiding your identity as an ordinary person?

Such people have to deal with them well. If they get angry, they will be in trouble.

He smiled, his expression becoming more humble: "I do know, but this money..."

He thought that one silver coin was too small.

"Let's get a price." Devin is not short of money now.

The thin man quietly observed the person in front of him. He was very young, but his body was strong, his eyes were firm, his eyes were dark and dark, and he could not see the bottom, and there was a faint murderous aura.

This is not an ordinary person, he should have a lot of money on him.

He quickly estimated, then stretched out five fingers, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Five silver coins."

Devin waited for him for a long time, but he thought it was a sky-high price. It turned out to be that little.

"Trade." Devin took out five silver coins and handed them to him: "Lead the way."

After getting the money, the black mouse suddenly became extremely enthusiastic. He took Devin around the alley for half an hour, and finally stopped in front of an ordinary house.

Along the way, Dewen remembered the route he had just taken in his heart and left it to use later.

"That's it, a branch of the Adventurers Union, with everything inside." The black mouse smiled.

After saying that, he looked around and came up to remind him gently: "If you see some wanted orders related to you, don't worry, no one will do it in the guild."

Devin nodded, reached out and gave the black rat a few more silver coins. The other party took it happily and left.

Dewen went up and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly, and an old face appeared behind the door. Seeing Dewen was Zhang Sheng's face, he asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

The Adventurer Union, also known as the Bounty Hunter Union, is alias. As long as you give money, you can do everything. There is no bottom line at all. It belongs to the dark world, so this old man is very cautious.

"The black mouse brought me here." Devin replied.

As soon as he heard this, the old man opened the door: "Come with me."

Devin followed the old man into the wooden house. The decorations inside the wooden house were very ordinary and looked like an ordinary family.

However, there is a hidden back door in this room. After the back door is opened, there is a very spacious hall inside.

The hall is quite large and there are a lot of people inside, but everyone is talking in a low voice. Occasionally, someone walks around, and the footsteps are very light and fast, making it seem busy and cautious.

In the most eye-catching place in the hall, Dewen saw a large wooden sign with many reward orders written on it.

After he glanced at it, he suddenly saw his name at the top of the list: Dewen, the bounty of three hundred gold coins in the head.

Next to him is a description of his figure and appearance, and even a portrait is drawn.

Fortunately, the painting skills are very poor. It looks roughly similar to Devin's face and is not comparable at all.

Because of the black mouse’s reminder, Dewen was prepared for this. Although he was shocked, his face remained silent and he just pretended not to see it.

The old man took Devin to a counter in the corner, found him a treat, and then left the hall himself.

The hospitality was a kind middle-aged man. When he saw Devin, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he gently said to Devin: "You look very young, have you just come to Sonata?"

"Well." Devin responded vaguely.

The middle-aged man laughed and continued to ask, "What do I need to do for you?"

Devin whispered straight to the point: "I need a noble and ancient bloodline."

The middle-aged man was shocked and immediately said, "Yes, but you need to prove your financial resources."

Devin didn't say anything, but took out a normal jewelry he had obtained from the Fire Demon Cave.

This is a fire stone, emitting a flame-like fire color. It is the most common among the pile of jewelry, but it should also be worth hundreds of gold coins.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw the gem, he immediately entered the second step. He invited, "Let's go upstairs and talk alone."

It seems that this is a big business.

Devin was not afraid of this man playing tricks, so he followed him to the second floor and entered a small room with good sound insulation.

The middle-aged man took out a stack of sheepskin scrolls from the filing cabinet next to him.

"The records on this are all ancient families that have only declined in the Storm Kingdom in recent decades. You choose one and then pay the money. We will help you make a flawless identity proof to prove that you are the descendants of these ancient families."

On the mainland, whether it is a noble or a civilian, they attach great importance to the inheritance of blood. If the bloodline is ancient and noble and the ancestors have produced heroes, people will be much more tolerant of him.

If the same crime is committed, the civilians will be killed directly, but those with status will have great room for maneuver.

People's logic is that this is the descendant of a certain hero and should not die so simply.

Things in the world are so wonderful.

Dewen looked over one by one, and when he flipped through one, he suddenly stopped.

Because the last name on this scroll is 'Lasloven'.

He recognized the last name because it belonged to Eliza.

There is an introduction to this family on the scroll, which was created by the Frost Flame Sword Saint, a thousand years ago. It is said that he has the bloodline of the Frost Dragon, and has now completely declined.

Dewen looked at the content of the scroll carefully, which mostly introduced the glorious history of the family, and indicated the family symbol: Frost Flame Battle Skill at the end of the scroll.

Dewen's heart moved, pulled out the scroll and asked, "If I need this picture, can I get this Frost Flame combat skill?"

He had to confirm whether this middle-aged man was reliable. If he really gave a Frost Flame combat skill, he would definitely be a liar, because the final successor of this combat skill was his Dewen.

The middle-aged man looked at it, shook his head and said, "It's impossible. We searched all the legacy of Raslowen and found no leftovers about this combat skill. However, we can use a high-level frost elemental fire instead."

Devin was secretly surprised and asked calmly: "High-level elemental fire? Is it very expensive?"

"Of course. There is a third-level fire here, worth five thousand gold coins." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand.

After saying that, he also felt it was unreliable and smiled: "This family has no hope of rising. You can pretend to be a first-level frost fire. This price is cheap, only fifty gold coins."

He said this, causing Devin to nod his head secretly.

Devin flipped over the scroll of the Raslowen family and continued to read it, finally stopping on a surname called 'Philrod'.

This surname attracted German attention only one reason, and he is said to be a descendant of the flame dragon.

This surname itself also represents this meaning. In classical language, Philrod is the "King of Fire".

The family was founded by an eighth-level warrior more than 800 years ago and was once awarded the title of hereditary marquis. It lasted for nearly four hundred years. But now, it has disappeared in the long river of history for nearly twenty years.

Its family symbol is a sword called "Dragon Soul".

This sword is the glory of the family and a powerful weapon that has been famous in history. Even Dewen, a person who lived in the town of Bisai since childhood, has heard of the name of this sword.

According to legend, this sword has the most brilliant glory, even if it has killed the real abyss demon.

Devin pulled out the scroll and asked, "Can I get the Dragon Soul Sword?"

To be honest, Devin did not have hope for this, but unexpectedly, the middle-aged man smiled and nodded, "You are very lucky, we just happened to have this sword."

Dewen was really shocked now. As far as he knew, these epic weapons were extremely powerful magic weapons, and they were good things that money could not buy.

Feeling Devin's surprise, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "If you are interested, I can use this sword to show you."

Devin was of course interested, and he nodded immediately.

Soon, the Dragon Soul Sword was taken over and placed in front of Devin.

"Is this the Dragon Soul Sword?" Devin said incredibly.
To be continued...