The fact that bars provide early morning breakfast does not seem to be a specialty of Faerûn. Considering the issue of survival, many bars provide services other than drinks.
In comparison, the name "Jian Restaurant" is more suitable for them.
A man in a slim-fitting black trench coat hurriedly stuffed a pork sausage into his mouth, put down a handful of change, and left quickly without even waiting for the waiter to change.
Such customers are very common in the East Third District, because they all have arduous but extremely low-paying jobs, and they must make good use of every little time in order to make their income more.
The man in a black windbreaker walked through the alleys of the East Third District with a very cautious look on his face. In order to avoid being discovered, he even walked around the neighborhood a few more times before finally walking towards the north.
"Yes, I must have read correctly, the 'one-eyed' Mayer must be him, but why does he appear in Faerûn?"
The man muttered in a low voice, and the wind blew under his feet.
It is dawn now, and the sun has not risen yet, but the eastern sky has gradually become brighter. I believe that soon, the blazing sunshine will cover the entire Faerûn.
The man chose a small road. Although he had to go through the famous "Wanderer Street" in the East Third District, it could save him a lot of time.
However, just as he was about to cross the "tramp street", a burly figure suddenly appeared in his sight.
The man suddenly stopped and reached under his black windbreaker with his right hand.
There is a short knife hidden there.
"If I'm not wrong, you're going to report something, right?" Mayer asked proactively.
"'One-eyed' Mayer..."
"It's me. If I'm not wrong, your target is me, right? You found me in the bar, so you want to inform me? Where do you work? Eagle Eye Intelligence Agency? Or the Royal Army?"
"Why did you come to Faerun? What is your purpose?" The man did not answer Mayer's words.
The confrontation with Mayer put him under tremendous pressure. He kept a close eye on Mayer's movements to prevent the other party from making a sudden attack.
"You should ask, why am I here, or why was your purpose discovered by me?"
The man didn't speak, but a drop of sweat quietly slipped from his forehead.
"It seems that you are still a newcomer, so you are so impulsive in doing things because you have just joined and the passion in your heart has not cooled down yet? Do you want to take me back as a cornerstone to help you improve?"
Mayer gushed: "But you are still far away. You don't have enough experience at all. How can people who eat in that kind of place not have to give change? Believe me, if they can, they will even give a penny."
Break in half and use."
"And I actually don't have much interest in talking to you. Something happened last night that made me feel very bad."
After speaking, Mayer put his hands together and condensed a very thin layer of water film.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man quickly took out a short knife and stood in front of him.
Just listen to the "ding" sound, and the dagger snaps with a crisp sound.
The man looked at the half-cut dagger in his hand in disbelief, blinked, then slowly turned his head and looked at his chest.
A slowly spreading red soaked the clothes on his chest.
Just like a balloon deflating, the man felt that all the strength in his body was flowing out from the wound on his chest.
Weakness came with endless darkness. He slowly closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Seeing this, Mayer stepped forward and kicked him with his feet. After finding that the other party had indeed stopped breathing, he let out a breath.
Then he quickly showed a sad look.
"Alas, the land is still not as good as the sea. You have to consider so many things even to kill a person. It's so easy on the sea. Just throw it into the sea and you don't need to worry about anything else after that. The sea will take care of all the traces for you."
Mayer looked around and found a sewer opening. His eyes lit up. He bent down and grabbed the man's collar and walked towards the sewer opening.
"Okay, now it's settled."
Mayer clapped his hands and condensed a stream of water again to simply wash away the blood on the ground. He turned around and left slowly as if nothing had happened.
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York City, Lower Street.
Su Ge was neatly dressed and followed Cecia, walking in an orderly manner like a dedicated bodyguard and personal guard.
"How do you feel, I mean, your new ability?" Cecia looked sideways at Su Ge's face and asked.
"It's not bad. One of the passive abilities hasn't been tested yet, but the other two are not bad." Su Ge thought for a while, stretched out a finger, and tapped Cecia's arm lightly.
A faint light flashed away, and Cecia took her arm, looked at it carefully, and showed a puzzled expression to Su Ge.
"Starlight mark," Su Ge explained, "I tested it with Mr. Ondu. As long as both parties do not consciously eliminate this mark, it should be able to exist for a period of time. I can sense everyone with this thing."
With that said, Su Ge closed his eyes and stopped.
"Mr. Selling is now a little to the north of us, probably near the Leinu Church, and Mr. Gary and Mr. Betro are further west..."
"So, using the 'starlight mark', you can know the specific location of everyone?" Cecia was a little surprised.
Su Ge knew what Cecia was thinking and shook his head gently, "It's not what you think."
"Judging from the current stage, this ability is limited by distance. The range is about a radius of about 500 meters. Once this distance is exceeded, the sensing ability will become very fuzzy. Only the general direction and distance of the target can be known, and
The error is huge.”
"But within five hundred meters, it's very accurate, right?" Cecia asked.
"Yes, Mr. Ondu has also analyzed with me that this ability is more suitable for support, because I have the position of each member in my mind, and I can grasp the situation on the battlefield from an outsider's perspective."
"Coupled with the action ability of the 'thief', we should be able to provide very effective support." Su Ge said, slowly frowning, "But this is just analysis and speculation, after all, it has not been trained in actual combat."
"This is already pretty good," Cecia was very surprised, her eyes widened, "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. I didn't expect that the ninth level in the Star Realm would have such power. Is there another one?"
"Oh, after you have the starlight mark, you can activate it again to perform starlight shattering. The power is about as powerful as a straight punch." Su Ge made a fist gesture, "But this ability can only be used when the target can be seen.
It’s more useful when the target leaves the sensing range, and I can’t tell what the other party is doing.”
"The most important thing is that this thing is easy to be discovered and eliminated easily, because it has spirituality, and when it is maintained, it will also consume my own spirituality."
Su Ge touched his chin and thought for a moment, "With my current ability, I can maintain five at the same time for about three hours."
"So I think the effect when used on one's own people should be much better than when used on the enemy."
Cecia nodded, and while she was talking, the two of them arrived in front of the Black Cuttlefish Bar, passed the dirty sign, and entered the house.
"Oh, our 'Drunken Beauty' is here." Old Henry was still standing behind the bar, wiping the glass in his hand with his iconic smile, "If I read the time correctly, then you must have other purposes.
Already."
Cecia nodded, looked around, approached old Henry, and asked in a low voice: "Is it convenient to talk?"
"Of course, it's ten o'clock in the morning, and there are only a few of us in the room, so there's no need to worry."
Cecia breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's have a glass of ale first."
Old Henry poured a glass of wine skillfully and placed it in front of Cecia, then turned his head and looked at Sugar.
"I...have other things to do." Su Ge casually found an excuse and declined the other party.
When Su Ge went to see Cecia again, he found that Cecia had finished a large glass of beer, burped lightly, and showed a satisfied smile like a baby on her face.
Hey, what speed is this... Su Ge's face began to twitch, and he regretted going out with Cecia in the morning.
Old Henry was very polite. As long as the guests didn't speak, he would always keep working on the task at hand without interrupting or interrupting.
After Sugar's repeated reminders, Cecia turned her attention away from the ale and asked old Henry:
"I heard you're leaving York, right?"
"Yes, there was a bar in Faerûn that offered a higher price and I couldn't refuse."
"That is to say, here..." Cecia tapped the edge of the table with her fingers, "It won't be used anymore, right?"
"I'm sorry that I can't answer you about this matter. This is an agreement reached between me and my current employer, and I must abide by it."
Cecia's expression did not change, as if she had expected it. She reached out to pick up the wine glass, only to find that it was already empty.
"but……"
Old Henry rarely took the initiative to take the wine glass and refilled it for Cecia, "When there is no old Henry here, it will be different, right?"
Cecia looked into old Henry's eyes and nodded, "May the wheel of fortune bless you..."
"I believe in the goddess, but I still thank you for your blessing."
Cecia didn't say much and picked up the wine glass, but at this moment, an extremely subtle spiritual fluctuation came from nowhere and flashed through.
Just like a brief tinnitus, it appears without warning and leaves without any trace.
The next moment, Cecia and Su Ge looked at each other, and they both saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.
Spiritual intuition.
The abnormal situation just now is a detail that cannot be ignored for extraordinary people like them, just like the ants moving before the heavy rain, it has a unique significance.
Sugar quickly took out two pennies, put them on the bar, nodded to Old Henry, and turned to catch up with Cecia.
Outside the Black Cuttlefish Bar, Cecia stood blankly, facing the northwest, like a sculpture.
"Did you feel it?"
"Yes," Su Ge also looked to the northwest, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Isn't it my imagination?"
"You are now a ninth-level transcendent. This level of inspiration is certainly not an illusion."
"Let's go back first. Since we can feel it, I'm afraid Angdu and the others have also noticed something."
Su Ge nodded and followed Cecia's footsteps.
He didn't know why, but the spiritual fluctuation just now gave him a bad feeling.