Age of Adepts

After paying the entry fee, Greem easily sneaked into Zola City.

After spending half a day walking around the city, Greem immediately became extremely disappointed.

There is indeed a Holy Light Chapel in the city, but it is countless times smaller than the one in Hakans City. And inside, Greem only sensed a second-level energy breath, and the rest were all first-level or low-level characters.

Greem hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up the plan to encircle and suppress the Holy Light Chapel, and went to a tavern on the edge of Dongcheng District instead.

Wine and roses.

This is the name of this tavern, it sounds a bit elegant, but when Greem pushed open the two old and dirty doors and stepped inside, he was immediately filled with the pungent and cheap smell of powder and the smell of sweat. His brows were frowned upon by the unique fragrance of oat wine.

It's not dark yet, and the place is already overcrowded.

Greem was still dressed as a swordsman and mercenary. With a height of 2 meters, he looked strong and mighty. Standing at the door of the dimly lit tavern, he had a faintly majestic and majestic aura.

A few burly men with their shoulders crossed, staggering and about to go out, bumped into him, and their eyes, which were so drunk that they could hardly keep their eyes open, immediately opened their eyes when they met the two cold gazes projected from the tall black shadow. There was a shock, and the wine was half sober.

These strong men are all members of the Willy Brotherhood in the lower part of Zola City. They are usually brutal and domineering, and they are well-known thugs nearby. But today, for some reason, their hearts began to throb crazily as soon as they met this tall figure whose face could not be seen clearly. In the end, he stepped aside obediently, giving way to the counter.

Wherever Greem passed by, whether it was those drunks who were enjoying their drinks, or those beautifully dressed maids with plates in their hands, or men in black hiding in the corners and whispering in the shadows, one by one Their faces changed slightly, and they hurriedly hid aside.

And many self-proclaimed brave guys suddenly realized their cowardice after they instinctively avoided it. However, when they were furious and wanted to come up to make trouble because of alcohol, as soon as their eyes fell on the tall and majestic figure, the 'restlessness' that had just swelled up disappeared in an instant.

The tavern owner, who looked like a wine barrel, wiped the sweat rolling down his face with a greasy towel in his hand, and forced a 'smile' on his plump face.

"This... my lord, I don't know what you want?"

Judging by Greem's attire, no matter how he looked at it, he was a down-and-out mercenary wandering around. But when you really stand in front of him and meet his eyes, an indescribable spiritual coercion will come to you, almost suffocating.

The life level difference between the two sides was too huge. Even though Greem had tried his best to contain all the overflowing energy and mental pressure, these ordinary people still couldn't calm down in front of him.

"I need some information..."

Greem didn't intend to hide his purpose, he threw out a small cloth bag while talking.

The cloth bag fell on the dark counter, and there was a crisp and moving sound of gold coins colliding inside, which also made the face of the tavern owner instantly become excited and enthusiastic.

With his fat right hand, he wiped across the counter with super fast agility not commensurate with his fat body, and the heavy cloth bag disappeared in an instant. The other party's actions were so fast that Greem secretly suspected that he was still a part-time special occupation such as 'Thief'.

The fat on the tavern owner's face was jumping, and he was immediately covered with a flattering smile.

"My lord, have you seen that skinny man in the corner over there? His name is Locke, and he is the intelligence leader of Zola City. You can ask him any questions you have... I will tell you secretly that he is a senior member of the Small Knife Club." Member!" Hearing the tavern owner's serious introduction, Greem turned his head slightly and saw the so-called Locke in a dark corner.

This is a tall and thin man dressed in black, with an ordinary appearance and no special features, except for a pair of rolling eyes, showing his flexible and cunning mind.

As soon as Greem entered the tavern, the guy named Locke had already noticed him. While whispering to his companions, he was peeping at him from the corner of his eye. When Greem cast his gaze over at the prompt of the tavern owner, Locke's face twitched involuntarily.

Before Locke could think of a way to sneak out from here, Greem's tall body was already standing in front of the wooden table. And the huge shadow he cast made the faces of the people at the table change drastically, and sweat appeared on their foreheads.

"You are Locke? I need to buy some information from you!" Greem said coldly.

Hearing that they were looking for Locke, the other guys who were dressed similarly to Locke immediately fled from the wooden table, leaving this hidden space to the two of them.

"So you're here to buy information... That's good, that's good..." Locke finally let go of his worries, and a flattering smile appeared on his thin face: "I don't know what to call this lord? Are you going to What kind of information should I buy?"

"I want to know what happened in Hakans City?"

Hearing Greem's question, the smile on Locke's face disappeared instantly, and changed into unconcealable surprise and horror. Immediately, his suspicious eyes swirled on Greem, and he said in a low voice: "My lord, what you want to know is top-secret information, and the officials of the Imperial Intelligence Department have already warned us that we are not allowed to listen to it at will. It's..."

"What do you mean...you don't know at all?" Greem's tone turned cold.

"Hey hey... my lord, don't underestimate our Small Sword Society. We still have the information you want, but it's restricted by the empire and cannot be sold outside!"

Before he finished speaking, a white crystal the size of a fist rolled down the table to his eyes.

Even though it is located in the darkest corner of the tavern, most of the light projected by the kerosene lamps hanging on the wall is blocked by the colonnade, but it still cannot cover the unique magical luster of the white crystal. The dim light projected on this crystal clear white crystal instantly aroused the resonance of magical power, making it dazzling in an instant, illuminating half of the tavern as bright as day.

White crystals are magic gems that are best at absorbing, condensing, and amplifying light. They are also the best treasures for paladins to create high-level holy artifacts, so they are definitely valuable in the plane of Envik.

Locke, who was pretending to be calm a moment ago, hastily put the white crystal into his arms and got out of the light. Then the dazzling white light slowly dissipated, returning the place to darkness.

The tavern was silent for a moment, and all the guys dazzled by the white light rubbed their eyes while secretly peeping into that corner.

"Enough is enough...My lord, this value is definitely enough! But..." Locke gritted his teeth and explained: "The empire has also taken care of us, let us pay attention to what kind of people will pay attention to this information. Therefore, If I don't know your identity, I..."

Locke's words stopped abruptly.

With his back facing everyone in the tavern, the tall figure raised his right hand to his chest, and a tiny milky white halo slowly emerged. The white light was so pure and holy that Locke couldn't help but secretly prayed a few words to the holy light, and repented of the crimes he had committed.

"So you are really a grown-up! That's easy, I will never hide anything you want to know..."

On the plane of Envik, paladins wield immense influence beyond all earthly powers. And there are many holy knights with noble character who are willing to travel all over the world to eradicate beasts, punish traitors, and save lives and heal the wounded, making this group the most acceptable sacred profession among all social classes.

Even a gray figure like Locke, who walks in darkness and shadows, meets a paladin with admiration and respect.

"My lord, I can't take your things. How about this, if you want to know anything, just ask, I will do my best to help you..."

Greem shook his head, instead of taking back the white crystal covered by the black cloth, he quickly asked and answered questions in a low voice.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Greem nodded in satisfaction, gave the other party a slight chin, turned around and left the tavern.

From Locke, Greem had already obtained the answer he wanted, so he stopped staying in Zola City, bought two tall and healthy horses, purchased some food and drinking water, and went out of the south gate to mix with the crowd. Go southward.

The Knife Society is indeed a well-known intelligence organization of the Zambes Empire. Although it is not very clear about everything that happened in the city of Harkans, it has a general understanding.

You know, the city of Zola where Locke is located is nearly 800 kilometers away from the city of Hakans. And now, only four days have passed since the battle of Hakans City, and they will be able to detect the intelligence there to such an extent.

For an underground organization that walks in the dark, this is already commendable!

Therefore, Greem verified the credibility of Locke's information through this method. And what he really wanted to know was not the city of Hakans, but the whereabouts of the other two deceitful witches.

They broke into the Envik plane together two months ago, and had to be separated due to 'accidental factors'. From Locke's mouth, Greem heard the news that there seemed to be some big troubles in the west of the empire a month ago, and someone reported that they found traces of witches.

And the Holy Light Chapel there also sent a large number of paladins to participate in the siege, and it seems that the opponent has been besieged in a place called the Dark Forest.

Regardless of whether the other party is that Lena or not, Greem feels that it is necessary for him to go there!