Chapter 573 Gathering

Flame Tavern, a very famous tavern in the lower city of the Emerald City.

Of course, its fame does not come from the wine, but because of something else.

Doctor Mosang walked in here with a friend, the owner of a market shop in the lower city.

He looked at the fierce people around him, and he hesitated for a moment. However, when he saw the timidity on his friend's face, he quickly adjusted his mentality and comforted him.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Doctor Mosang said so.

That friend obviously trusted Mo Sang very much, and under such reassurance, he quickly returned to normal, but his face was still a little pale.

He definitely wouldn't want to be here if he could.

And, get involved with anyone here.

Because, although anyone here is not notorious, they are definitely difficult rogues.

Even though, these people have another name: mercenaries!

That's right, the Flame Tavern is where the mercenaries of the Emerald City gather.

People have long forgotten when it started, but as long as they can remember, this place has been occupied by a group of mercenaries all day long, and the boss here seems to be a retired mercenary.

Even the "clearance" of the Emerald City some time ago did not cause any loss to these mercenaries.

In other words, like seagulls before a storm, these guys with smart minds know what they can fight. Nothing can be done.

Hide early, wait until after the event, and then reappear.

For mercenaries. It's not something unbearable.

Fame and dignity are far less important to mercenaries than nicknames.

It is precisely because of this that they have become more and more 'notorious'.

"Doctor Mosan?"

The boss behind the counter looked at each other with a little surprise.

Obviously, the tavern owner is no stranger to this doctor with a good reputation.

"I need help...and I'll pay for it!"

Doctor Mosan said as Dean taught.

"Help? Let us help you snatch back that 'Salvation Society' from 'Bloodmark'?"

When it comes to the word 'The Salvation Society'. The tavern owner couldn't help laughing, and so did the mercenaries around him.

In the eyes of these mercenaries. This so-called "Salvation Society" is just a joke, a joke that makes people laugh so hard that their stomach hurts.

Kimpton, though, is down to earth.

so. The next moment, the tavern owner restrained his smile and asked directly: "It's not a small amount for us to help you take back the 'Salvation Society' from the hands of 'Bloodmark'!"

"I don't need to take back the 'Salvation Society', I just want to rescue the people under house arrest - I'll give you a hundred Kimptons!"

As the doctor Mosang said, he took out ten Kimpton coins from his pocket and placed them on the counter.

"This is the deposit!"

he said.

The tavern owner and the surrounding mercenaries looked greedily at Kimpton on the counter.

For a mercenary, there's nothing cuter than all this bling.

"Not enough, not enough... At least five hundred Kimptons are needed!"

The tavern owner didn't pick up those Kimptons. Instead, he said to the doctor Mosang word by word.

Apparently, this was a number with a big mouth, and the face of the friend standing behind Doctor Mosang turned paler. Not out of fear, though, but out of anger.

"It's too much...Five hundred Kimptons is more than I can afford—three hundred, no more!"

The same situation as Dean expected, made Dr. Mosang's reply more fluent.

"three hundred?"

The tavernkeeper mused.

"Yes, three hundred Kimptons. If it's more, I'll go find someone else. You know, I'm a doctor, and I've treated some officers of the City Guards for injuries!"

Doctor Mosang said firmly.

"Okay, okay, three hundred Kimptons, it's a deal!"

The tavern owner nodded.

Because he knew that what the other party said was not a lie.

Moreover, being able to have the current harvest is already a great harvest.

"Whenever you act, they will be held in a room in the civilian area!"

Doctor Mosang said hastily.

"When you pay off the remaining deposit! According to the ratio of one-tenth, you still need twenty Kimptons from me!"

While talking, the tavern owner put away the Kimpton on the counter, obviously, he didn't intend to give Dr. Mosang any room for regret.

"Before sunset, I will get it all together for you!"

Doctor Mosang said so.

Then, he pulled his friend and walked out quickly.

The owner of the tavern looked at the two leaving with a smile, until the figures of the two disappeared completely in the tavern, and then said to a waiter beside him: "Go, sell this news to 'Bloodmark'—I miss him You must be very interested!"

"Understood, boss!"

The waiter nodded and ran out.

"Compared to hard work, I prefer this easy money, although it may be a little less, but it is more secure-cheers!"

The tavernkeeper laughed and raised his glass.

"cheers!"

The mercenaries who were dawdling around raised their glasses in the same way.

Then, the tavern fell into a commotion once again.

...

"Will those mercenaries really go to tip off the news?"

Back in a specially arranged room, Dr. Mosang looked at Dean, who was sitting opposite, with a little suspicion still on his face.

"At any time, don't think of others as noble as yourself!"

Dean looked at each other and couldn't help but shook his head.

For this kind and simple doctor, Dean became more and more 'admired' as he got in touch with him more deeply.

Would you choose to trust the reputation of a mercenary?

Unless the opponent meets a guy like Oilo. Otherwise, it will only be yourself who suffers.

And in the entire mercenary world, how many guys like Oilo are there?

I am afraid it is less than the number of palms.

"So what should we do now?"

Doctor Mosang looked at Dean and asked.

"Of course I'm waiting for 'Bloodmark' to come to your door—the bait has been released, this guy who has been obsessed with the list in your mind. He will definitely come! You know, there are rich businessmen beyond his expectations gathered here, and the reason why you Keep biting your lips and not opening your mouth, just to keep the secret for the unexpected rich businessman!"

Dean said with a smile.

"I'm not like this..."

Almost instinctively, Dr. Mosang explained.

"It's just what the other person thinks, it doesn't mean what you do - people always think about other people with their own thinking, so we just show him what he wants to see!"

Dean reassured him.

"But. Your Excellency Zelgon, why don't we go directly to 'Bloodmark', you have your own knight order, so you won't be afraid of him!"

Doctor Mosang looked at Dean suspiciously.

"I'm going to find him. Coming to the door with him is two different concepts - at least for you, it is like this! After all, you can only see the essence of a person when you are in crisis. You may not want to face Dr. Mosang For these, but I hope you can see some... the true colors of the people you think you trust!"

Dean didn't explain the gap between 'personal strength' and 'knight order', he just said some words that made Dr. Mosang terrified.

"You, you mean... there are other traitors?"

Doctor Mosang stammered until he took a deep breath. Only then did he speak fluently.

"I don't want to, but...it needs to be proved by facts!"

Dean said so.

However, for that answer. Dean had already figured it out.

As for the 'blood mark' approach?

According to Doctor Mosang's description, Dean also had some guesses.

...

'Bloodstain' left the Flame Tavern with a sneer.

He's got all the news he wanted, and even some extra news.

"Sure enough, there are surprising people on that list! That's great!"

'Bloodstain' thought silently in his heart, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up. Outlined a cold, ferocious smile.

After two steps, 'Bloodstain' stopped. Straightforwardly ordered——

"Call the other bosses together, it's time for us to harvest!"

'Bloodstain' ordered so.

And in the bottom of his heart, he had already thought of his words.

Under his careful arrangements, the idiot Doctor Mosang was easily deceived and exposed all the people on the list who really deserved their attention.

And in fact, it is so!

He has already got news from some shop owners in the lower city that they are going to that house.

There were even two merchants from the upper city who also went there.

"This is just the beginning, everything is going as planned, starting from the lowest level of the civilian area, followed by the market in the lower city, and then, those who are inextricably linked to these merchants, and their relatives must have Some special, noteworthy people, soldiers, even officers . . . "

'Bloodmark' thought of his own plan, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help becoming more ferocious.

Then, he suddenly thought of something.

"Go, bring those guys along, and give our Doctor Mosang a big surprise!"

'Bloodstain' ordered.

"Yes, boss!"

The guard on the side immediately bowed, and then ran towards the civilian area.

But only ten minutes later, some people gathered in front of the 'blood mark'.

Some of them were deep in breath and capable in action, obviously after considerable training.

And some are timid, with flattering smiles on their faces from time to time.

"Let's go!"

'Bloodstain' looked at the people gathered in front of him, and said coldly.

Without stopping at all, these people walked towards Doctor Mosang.

ps second update~

It's so hot, so hot... The weather forecast says it's 33°, and the decadent feeling is at least 35°. Wearing cloth shoes on the road, it burns your feet!

Talk about herbal tea, burnt jelly, and tortoise jelly at night~

This chapter is timed~

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