When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

In the lively tavern, the seats are full, the people are buzzing, the smells are mixed, and the sound of clinking wine glasses is continuous.

At a wine table in the corner, Ezio, dressed simply, was playing with an empty wine glass out of boredom, with a faint hint of green in the veins on his face.

It's just that in the dim environment of the tavern, it's not very clear.

The hairy-chested Arahan sat at another wine table nearby with his back to him, burying his head in a plate of yellow paste.

This rough man was wearing a light blue sleeveless coat today, so he was not completely shirtless.

The two of them waited for a long time. An ordinary-looking man walked into the tavern. He glanced around and quickly found Ezio sitting in a remote location.

"How are things going?" The man came to the wine table and sat down unceremoniously.

"Beyond your imagination." Ezio smiled, took the initiative to pick up the wine bottle, and poured the man a glass.

"You found him in just one day?"

The man looked at Ezio suspiciously, picked up the cup of crude ale, looked at the remaining dregs inside, and frowned.

"No, not just finding someone."

With a mysterious smile on his face, Ezio leaned forward slightly, approached the man, and added in a low voice: "We caught him."

"This is impossible!"

The man put down his wine glass and his eyes became sharp.

"You're lying to me. You haven't found anyone at all, have you? Don't play such tricks with me!"

"Ha! Aren't you hiding something from us?"

Ezio smiled coldly and returned to his normal sitting posture.

"You didn't tell us that the target was a gold-level transcendent. We almost died at his hands!"

Hearing the other party speak directly about the target's strength, the man's eyes filled with concentration.

He looked at Ezio with suspicion and disbelief, "Have you really met him face to face?"

"Of course, I said, we caught him, and he is now tied up by us and hidden in a place no one knows." Ezio said in a determined tone.

"Just the two of you? Against the gold level?"

The man glanced at the rough guy at the wine table next to him, obviously not believing such a thing.

That's ridiculous, two junior extraordinary people tied up a gold level extraordinary person.

This kind of thing is no less than a sparrow pecking out the eyes of a giant dragon.

"Apart from your gold-level strength, you probably know nothing about the target, right?"

Ezio said sarcastically.

"He is an evil mage. Although he has mastered gold-level magic, his body is very weak, which is why we succeeded in sneak attack."

"However, he did show gold-level strength, and he had a poison spell that automatically counterattacked. So when we knocked him unconscious, we were also attacked by the poison spell, causing us to be poisoned."

Having said this, Ezio leaned forward again and pointed at his faintly green cheek.

"I don't know what kind of poison this is, and the antidote doesn't work. Now we have suffered great losses because of your commission, so if you want to see the evil mage, you must pay us more! Otherwise, we won't Take you to see him!"

The man studied Ezio's face, observing the inconspicuous signs of poisoning, and tapped his fingers on the table, lost in thought.

After thinking for a long time, the man finally relaxed.

"How many do you want?" he asked.

"At least 100 gold rosos." Ezio said without hesitation, "He is gold level."

The man refused decisively, "No, it's too expensive. I'll pay you 30 coins at most."

"If the deal is done, please pay me 15 coins first as a deposit."

Ezio directly reached out and asked for money.

Seeing that this young man who looked like a street gangster was so happy, the man suddenly wondered if he had priced it too high.

However, once the words have been spoken, it is impossible to go back on them casually.

Thirty gold ruso is still affordable for him.

"for you."

The man threw Ezio a bulging money bag.

Ezio opened the money bag, counted it, and then frowned slightly, "Why are there only 9 gold rosos and more than 50 silver rosos?"

"I don't take that much with me when I go out. This is all the money I have. You take me to meet people first, and then after the event is completed, I will settle the remaining money." The man said slowly, as if It was determined that Ezio would accept his proposal.

When Ezio heard this, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

There was a hint of regret in this answer, but the man didn't hear it.

After the two parties reached a consensus, Ezio asked Arahan, who was eating and drinking at the table next to him, to get up, and the two of them led the man to the Horsen Hotel in a hurry.

.....

"It's past noon."

Li Shanren stood in front of the window, staring at the alley below, estimating the time.

Previously, he and Ezio had agreed that if they could bring the person behind the scenes, they would pass through the alley in front of them so that he could see them.

He also stood in this place all morning, and still hasn't seen Ezio.

A few more minutes passed.

Suddenly, three people lined up appeared at the entrance of the alley.

It was Ezio who led the way at the front, followed by an ordinary man he didn't know in the middle, and Arahan was the last to follow.

"Is that that person?"

Li Shanren took a few glances, remembered the man's appearance, and then turned and left the window.

After a while, he put on a pair of strict clothes, with gray and yellow as the main color, a thick khaki apron, and a high hat on his head that could completely cover his face and only expose his eyes. The cloth hat made him look like a pharmacist conducting some kind of experiment.

The outfit is a "perfumer's travel suit."

Li Shanren has never worn it since he picked it up at the junction, and it came in handy today.

Then, he hurriedly left the room.

You have to get there before Ezio takes people to the target location.

......

"Where are you going to take me?"

Seeing the gangster-like young man leading him to more and more remote places, the man asked in a solemn voice.

"We're almost there, right in front." Ezio turned back to comfort him and explained, "That person is not simple, and I don't dare to hide him in a place where he can be easily discovered."

"You'd better let me see him right away! Instead of delaying here because you lied to me." The man said in a deep voice, with a hint of threat in his voice.

"Don't worry, it's almost here."

A smile appeared on Ezio's lips, and he turned a corner and led the man into a dead end.

It seemed that no one had set foot in this place for a long time, and there was a lot of dust accumulated on the ground, almost forming a thin layer of soil on the stone bricks.

It's a secluded and spacious place.

Good for fighting, good for...killing.

"Look, he's right there, I kid you not."

Ezio took two steps back, distanced himself from the man, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Arahan.

Deep in the alley, a strangely dressed figure was standing there.

He heard footsteps approaching from behind, and gently shook a silver bell on his waist.

"Ring ring ring..."

A tall and heroic knight in silver armor, holding a halberd in his hand, slowly emerged from the void into reality.

As soon as he appeared, he locked eyes with the man standing at the entrance of the alley with his eyes as cold as frost.