Mysteries: Arcana Wars

"..."

Leonard began to doubt his life because he spent twenty dollars to buy such crappy information, and asked subconsciously.

"How much did the eldest daughter pay?"

"A light Sivella."

It turns out that even mythical creatures, as long as they still have some humanity, can hardly resist the temptation of gossip. Leonard paid obediently.

"Fifty thousand Ruen gold pounds."

"..."

Leonard drank the watered-down beer in one gulp and punished himself with a glass for his recklessness.

It seems that this perverted killer not only has an excellent mental state, but also has excellent hand speed and internet speed to grab orders.

"So who is Arik Gaines? The boss of the underground city [Glass Factory]? And why did he die?"

"A light Sivella."

"..."

Looking at the price, Leonard could feel that this information might not be valuable. But judging from Klein's reaction, "Field Moretti" was an extremely important name. He didn't dare to miss a clue because of the absurd content, nor did he dare to believe a piece of information because of the true description. Every time he dealt with this strange information, Leonard felt like he was digging for gold in shit. In the end, Leonard took out the next twenty Rune pounds and decided not to miss any relevant information.

"Arik Gaines was a laborer at the underground city [Glass Factory], responsible for moving goods. After his wife discovered that her husband had prostituted little girls many times, she posted a murder request on the dark web website [Death List]."

"..."

Now Leonard completely understands what it means to "accept everyone" and "have no taboos".

As for this website called "Death List", Leonard had heard a little bit about it in Sivella Field before. At that time, he had a vague idea that it seemed like a killer organization organizing some major assassinations on the dark web. Now it seems that it should be a cyber bulletin board placed on the dark web.

But the strange content of the commission and the "down-to-earth" atmosphere of the website make this board look like something displayed in a vegetable market, with all kinds of vegetable leaves and fishy smells, and it has none of the high-end stereotyped influence. But if you look closely, you will find that it is filled with various assassination commissions.

This website... I always feel that it is not very reliable...

Leonard inexplicably recalled the online taxi-hailing platforms in Backlund City on the ground...

"What about the others? Has he been involved in any other murders? Or has he blown up any other dungeons?" Leonard continued to ask.

"A light Sivella."

Another glass of watered-down beer was pushed in front of Leonard.

"I do not know."

"..."

"Then do you know why [Leeds Street] was bombed? Apart from the people who discovered the ruins of [Leeds Street] afterwards, were there any witnesses to the incident?"

"Two questions, two glasses of mild Sivellas."

"Row."

"I don't know. I don't know either."

"..."

This situation really confused Leonard. It was difficult for him to find the really important information hidden in this nonsense intelligence. So he decided not to waste money on this nonsense for the time being and quickly moved on to the next topic.

"Then do you know how to get to the underground city [Glass Factory]?"

Of course Leonard didn't intend to go here, he just asked this question to cover up his whereabouts later.

"A glass of Constanton gin."

A glass of light gin was pushed in front of Leonard.

"You can take the rail car directly from Exit 5 of Yongye Port."

"How do I get to the underground city [Shoelace Street]?"

"A Constanton gin and a Sivellas craft beer."

One hundred Ruen gold pounds left Leonard.

"Take the rail car from Exit 2 of Evernight Harbor to Heidegger Caverns, where you can find a guide to lead you there."

"How do I get to the underground city [Distribution Room Street]?"

The Distribution Room Street is where the Tesla siblings are currently located. This is the information from the Church of Night.

This was the information Leonard really wanted to find out and verify. The names of the various dungeons before were all Leonard's cover to cover up the real destination.

The pale, sickly, numb bartender suddenly froze, then showed a painful expression on his face, and then he twitched while holding his chest and stomach. Then the bartender began to curl up and cough violently, and then retched. Blood gushed out of his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth, and something sticky was surging back and forth in his esophagus and respiratory tract, trying to spray out from his mouth and nose several times.

All this happened at the bar without the drinkers outside noticing.

The spiritual wall arranged in advance at the bar isolates all abnormal movements and provides absolute privacy for each customer.

Finally, the bartender climbed up from the ground covered in blood, but compared to his previous stiff and weak demeanor, his movements were suddenly more flexible. One could even see strange bulges and spasms under the skin as he moved. It was the rusty bones and weak muscles that were forced to work overload, denting into positions that were completely beyond their capabilities.

“This one doesn’t fit on the regular menu.”

The bartender wiped the blood off his face, trembling as he pushed aside the long drink list. Then he raised his bloody finger and pointed at the guests filling the bar.

"Help me kill them, and I'll send someone to take you to [Distribution Room Street]."

"!!"

This sudden murder commission caught Leonard off guard.

"Wait, why kill them?"

"This would have been the price of a glass of Sivella's Field craft beer, but since this isn't appropriate for the regular menu, all you have to do is answer a question for me."

As he spoke, the bartender, whose face was covered in blood, leaned forward slightly towards Leonard while leaning on the bar.

"Are you the [Cold-Faced Detective] Leonard Mitchell from Sivella Field?"

"……Yes."

"Got it, thank you."

The bartender said, pointing once again at the people in the bar.

"These people came down from the shallow underground city, [Banyan Street]. Have you heard of it? These are gang members there, one is called [Coal Gang], and the other is called [Coal Slag Gang]. Recently, the upper [Banyan Street] seems to be in turmoil, and they can't survive anymore, so they want to come down to see if there are other empty underground cities that can be developed. It seems that they have set their eyes on my [Eternal Night Harbor].

"They are called gang members, but in reality they are just some small thugs. They think they are invincible after killing a few unarmed illegal immigrants in the upper dungeon, so they dare to come to the middle dungeon to grab territory. Now the battle of Evernight Harbor has not even started, but the two gangs of ours have already started fighting. Since you are going to fight in my bar tomorrow, as a spectator, I must stop the fight.

"Since you are Leonard Mitchell, I can spare you because of what you did on the ground before. But the two leading gang leaders must die.

"Because they endangered the interests of Evernight Harbor."