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street boy 6

Night, nine o'clock, Sunset Tavern.

Cavendi is reading a letter from Dior on the sea.

The content of the letter is that the first batch of wine will officially dock at Port Royal in about two months. In addition, an envoy sent by the whale shark family will come to Rom Town to inspect the factory situation in one month.

Cavendi showed a satisfied smile. The site selection and handover of the factory have been initially completed. He will open the first factory for processing star grass in Roma Town. On the surface, he will regard this factory as a leather processing factory.

factory.

Speaking of which, where was his street boy today? He hadn't seen the two noisy people for a day, and Cavendi was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Just as he was thinking about it, Shannon had already come in from the front door. He and Norman hurriedly bypassed Cavendi and ran to the second floor. In the process, they saw Cavendi sitting in the middle of the bar, and both children looked frightened.

"What are you doing? Seeing me is like seeing a ghost." Cavendi stopped the two children who wanted to go to Norman's room, but found that they would not listen to him. He had to hold a cigarette in his mouth and read the letter again.

But he found that the ring on his middle finger glowed with a strange green light.

Cavendi brought his right hand to his eyes and looked carefully at the simple sterling silver ring. There were faint lines on the surface of the ring, which was in the shape of a sheep's head.

What's going on?

The green light of the ring slowly disappeared. Cavendi rubbed his eyes and thought it was his illusion, but he didn't take this little thing to heart.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Norman and Shannon walked around the room to relieve their emotions.

"What should we do? Norman, can you do anything? If the old gods come to Cavendi, we will all be dead!"

"I don't know either. I miss my dad. If it were him, he would definitely have something to do."

"What can your father do? He is an old god!"

Norman didn't know how to answer. He knew that Shanon didn't have much discrimination against wizards. This was related to the fact that he was an orphan and had not been brainwashed by the idea that wizards were equal to animals when he was growing up. Telling Shanon that he was a wizard might not be a big deal, but

The more people you tell, the more likely you are to reveal your identity. During the tangled process, Norman's face turned red with anxiety.

Shanon saw Norman's embarrassment and patted Norman on the shoulder: "In this case, we have to do something. The city of Constantinople is only half a day away. If King Diaby really wants to come to the God of Life,

Divine object, by the way, his sacred object is the two rings Mr. Cavendi is wearing, right?"

"Yes, and no, it's one of them. I tried every means to get the ring back, but there was no way."

Shanon pondered and said again: "Let's change our thinking. If King Diaby really wants to find the God of Life's artifact, then what form will he appear in? Think about it, Norman, if the God of Life

If God could appear on his own, and we are so close to Him, He would definitely appear in Roma town and cause chaos as you said.

Then, why didn’t the God of Life appear?”.

Norman suddenly remembered the battle in the Elf Forest that Arthur once told him as a bedtime story.

At the end of that battle, Arthur rushed into Isis's mouth with a dagger and the power of thunder. Isis was a monster composed of several creatures at the time. All structural parts of the body were very fragile. Arthur's attack was almost

Isis was destroyed. But Isis finally possessed Arthur and successfully escaped from the Elf Forest.

If Isis does not want to go out in person, but is unable to go out in person, then the most likely reason is that the battle ten years ago left Isis seriously injured and she needs to recover.

Thinking of this, Norman told Shannon his deduction, but concealed Arthur's identity as a soldier from the Southern Continent.

Shanon was surprised after hearing this: "Are you saying that a wizard hid his identity and joined the army, and then used a short sword to dismember the fifty-meter-tall old god in the Elf Forest? I misunderstood.

Or what? Those are the old gods. Although there are very few records about gods in recent years, are creatures that can be called gods so easy to defeat?"

Norman hesitated for a moment and then nodded. What sounded like a fantasy actually existed. Grandpa Parrish once said that Arthur was the first dual-attribute wizard in a century, and Arthur discovered a way for wizards to enhance their own characteristics.

, he is one of the very few wizards among wizards who can fight against the old gods alone.

Shanon swallowed her saliva and imagined what it would be like if she faced a fifty-meter-tall monster.

Norman interrupted Shanon's fantasy and said: "If only believers in the God of Life come looking for the relics, we can still avoid it. I didn't dare to say it outside before, but the fate of people who know the relics of the old gods usually ends

It won’t be too good, not to mention that we are ordinary people. Do you know what they will do? They will definitely silence us in order to hide their beliefs. Including Cavendi and the others."

Shanon's hair stood up all over her body and she sat down on Norman's bed: "So, if we want to maintain our current life, do we still have to hide it from the official organization? They are not a good person."

Norman sat next to Shannon, speechless for a moment. If his identity was exposed, it would not only be the official organization of the city of Constantinople, but also the secret organization that destroyed Kaznoman College.

Outside the door, Sally leaned against the door of Norman's room, thoughtfully.

...

Early on the second day, we saw the plain rock wall outside Roma town.

The wizard looked at Norman in front of him playfully: "Kid, do you like me? It's only eight or nine o'clock and you come to me now? We are not suitable. You look only seven or eight years old."

Norman took out a knife and pointed it at the wizard, so that the wizard could stop talking: "I know you are a mercenary. I heard Hinrich say that mercenaries have their own intelligence networks. I want to ask you something."

Norman is completely different from his former self. The more he has experienced, the faster he has grown. Now, even if Norman faces a witch alone, he will not be timid. He only has trembling hands and eyes that want to close.

Still can't escape the eyes of the witch.

"Then you should know that mercenaries are usually not threatened, right? Did you see the injury on my face? That is a symbol of my glory. Even if I am caught and humiliated, I will not betray any information. Unless, you give

money."

Norman breathed a sigh of relief. He had expected this. He handed the remaining six bugas from yesterday to the witch: "I want to find someone. She is in the city of Constantinople, but the specific location is

I have no idea."

"This is my money to begin with. You came to me behind your little brother's back just to find someone? I don't guarantee that I can find him. Tell me his name first."

"Her name is Lizzie. You may have heard of her. She was the first female doctor."

The wizard thought for a moment: "I seem to know, what are you looking for her for?"

"Don't worry about it. When you find it, help me give this letter to her." Norman took out a letter soaked in sweat from his arms.

The sorcerer took the letter and put it into her combat uniform without any intention of asking: "Just send a letter? Six bougains are enough for me to kill her."

Norman frowned. It seemed that the wizard had recovered well and still had the strength to continue talking. He watched as the wizard took out a piece of white paper from the inner pocket of his clothes and wrote something on a burnt wooden stick.

This is a mercenary contract.

Life in Nakau made Norman more or less familiar with the operation of mercenaries. Andrew, a teacher at Kaznoman College before, was responsible for mercenaries and arms. At this time, the wizard was treating this mission as a

To do the formal work, Norman took the paper written by the witch and looked at it. On it was the task content, the address of the place and her own signature.

The witch was roasting a rabbit she had caught in the morning. She pulled off a rabbit leg and handed it to Norman. Norman quickly waved his hand and refused, listening to the witch said vaguely: "Don't worry, I will find a way to contact you."

My companions came to look for the target. I will stay in Roma Town for a while longer. By the way, are the soldiers still in Roma Town?"

"Yes, they stayed in the hotel last night. It seems they received definite information that you were here and that Shanon was watching them."

"Excellent street boys, you two are very suitable for this industry. Cavendi has good taste." The wizard mashed the rabbit meat with a wooden stick, and then began to enjoy the rotten meat.

Norman suddenly realized that he had not mentioned Cavendi's name. He clenched the knife and said, "How do you know? About Cavendi."

The wizard sucked his fingers: "Of course I will investigate you. I didn't sleep well last night. Fortunately, I am weak now and will not lose control. Otherwise, I really don't know how to conceal my identity. Your name is Norman, and you are Ka

The other child Wendi picked up in the Southern Continent is called Shanon. She is an orphan. She likes the little girl in your tavern. That little girl was originally a maid of the Karl family and then joined you.

Jordan at the front desk, sailor Takuo, lookout Dio, pig-headed man Zozosov and so on...it's not difficult to find out who you are."

Norman stood up and took two steps back: "What do you want?".

The wizard smashed the rabbit meat on the other side again: "Formal introduction, my name is Patty Stitch, you can just call me Patty. If there is any good work, you can introduce it to me. The price is negotiable. Let's talk back.

Down to business, your expression didn’t look right yesterday, how do you know about Isis, don’t fill me up with hearsay.”

Norman didn't reply, but ran straight towards the town: "Remember our contract." After saying this, Norman's figure gradually became smaller and never looked back.

Patty squinted at Norman's back, sneered and continued to fiddle with rabbit meat. "I didn't expect to see you here again, Arthur. You actually have a child. It's interesting. It's really interesting. But what about Diaby?

What? Should I sell this information to the drunk guy, or to the Blood Contract guys?"?.


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