Shipwreck Bay.
This was a unique port city. The location of the port occupied a third of the city. A ten-meter-tall lighthouse divided the port into two. On the left were merchant ships that ran river transport, and on the right were large ships that ran sea transport. The city seemed to be a bit noisy. Men with swords and knives could be seen everywhere. Due to the special geographical environment, Shipwreck Bay was a bit chaotic. The forces of the gods were also intertwined. It was also the largest port near the south coast to sell stolen goods.
Søren glanced around and found that three or four groups of people had gathered. They were either local gangs or pirates who hunted on the sea.
The forces of the temples here were more mixed. There were priests who believed in the Lord of Storms, priests who believed in the Sea Goddess, and other gods who protected the evil and illegal trade in the shadows. This was a chaotic area, and it was best not to cause any trouble. Søren was wearing a dark red cloak, which made him slightly eye-catching. The others could not help but take a second look at him. A young man looked around sneakily and then stumbled over.
"Huh?"
Søren frowned and instantly grabbed the young man's wrist. He then twisted his hand and put the young man on the ground.
There was a scream.
There were obviously three or five men who wanted to come over, but Søren had already let go of his hand. He coldly looked at the young man kneeling on the ground and slowly said, "Keep your eyes open. Next time, be careful not to lose your life."
This was a thief.
There was a group of people like this in almost every city. They liked to rob foreigners, and under the protection of the local gangs, they would hand over most of the stolen goods to the local gangs. Søren used to do this kind of thing. He would steal from the docks and look for easy targets. Foreigners were the priority because they were unfamiliar with the place and were easier to deal with. However, this guy was a bit blind to steal from him. Maybe it was because Søren did not wear any weapons, and because he had changed his cloak, no wizard symbol could be seen.
Black silk gloves and a delicate dark red cloak.
Søren was a little eye-catching. Occasionally, some women would look at him, and when they saw his handsome face, they would blush or stare at him a few more times. Due to his half-elf bloodline, he was already quite charming. Now that he was equipped with a cold, arrogant, and luxurious cloak, it was obvious that he was even more handsome than before. No matter how you looked at it, the cloak made Søren look cold and gloomy, like a noble with a slightly arrogant air.
The external manifestation of this kind of charm was to leave a deep impression on people after seeing it, or to be inadvertently stunned. The former was for men, the latter was for women. Søren's Charm was originally 16 points, and now that it had increased to 18 points, he felt as if he had just met Gloria for the first time. He was shocked by her aura, and it left a deep impression on him, even though he had never seen her face before.
Søren seemed to be a little uncomfortable with this kind of attention. He couldn't help but frown slightly, then turned and walked toward the alley.
Having high Charm had its benefits, but it also had its corresponding troubles.
People with extraordinary Charm could easily become the main character in a crowd. At first glance, they would look like cranes in a flock of chickens. This was not necessarily a good thing for a Rogue. Someone sneakily followed him, and after a few glances, they walked away. Gangs liked to pay attention to some special people, and sometimes these guys would even sell information. However, Søren was looking for a different group of people. Gangs were mostly people who couldn't be seen in public. He was looking for an organization that specialized in selling information.
These people were the real well-informed local bullies!
People who had never entered the Gray Realm would not recognize the code signs on the streets and alleys. Even adventurers would need experienced Rogues to lead the way. Søren had come into contact with almost all the top Gray Realm organizations, so he quickly found an inconspicuous sign, and then turned to the location of an underground casino in the depths of the alley. There was a strong thug at the door. When he noticed that Søren was an unfamiliar face, he couldn't help but frown, but then he forced a smile because Søren showed a special emblem.
"I want to ask for some information. Take me to your boss, or I'll twist your head off!"
Soran's expression was indifferent, but the other party could not help but shudder. He quickly led Soran to the back. Inside was a group of gamblers, nearby residents, coolies who made a living at the docks, and occasionally ferocious-looking pirates. Søren followed him up the stairs. There was a circle of thugs standing around lazily. There must be a lot of people in a place like this. When Søren reached the second floor, he heard a woman yelling. He kicked the door open and walked in.
There were two seductive prostitutes in the room. Their faces were covered with heavy smoky makeup. Their eyelids were black, and their lips were bright red. These women even dared to apply arsenic on their faces. The two women were stacked together. The one in front was moving up and down, while the one behind was twisting and rubbing. Below them was the person Søren was looking for. He was a big man with a somewhat cold face. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the intruder. His face instantly turned ugly, as if he was about to get angry.
"Get them out of here!"
Soran sat directly opposite him, and then flashed an emblem in front of the other party's eyes. The next moment, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he hurriedly asked the two women to get out. It was a special mask symbol. At first glance, it was a little scary. He didn't dare to carefully observe the authenticity of the emblem, so he quickly tidied up and stood up.
The expression of the local bully was surprising. The two women looked at each other and walked out honestly. Before leaving, they looked at Søren a few more times. One of the women even shook her chest at him.
"Your Excellency."
The man in front of him stood up and looked a little restrained. "What do you need from me?"
Søren's expression was still very arrogant. He glanced at him as if he didn't care, and slowly said, "I want to know all the news about the Son of Fear."
Clang.
He directly threw out a money bag, and a few glittering Kindler coins jumped out. The man's eyes were immediately attracted. At this moment, Søren's pupils became a little evil. He looked directly at the man's eyes and said, "Tell me everything you know. Don't hide anything, or you should know the consequences."
— — "Fear Eyes!"
— — "Charm Humans!"
The man in front of him seemed to be shocked by the gaze, and then his expression was stunned for a moment. The next moment, he returned to his original appearance. He stood up respectfully and nodded. "Your Excellency, don't worry. I will never hide anything! "
Time passed quickly.
When Søren came out of the room, he frowned slightly.
Only after his men had left the underground casino did the gloomy man come back to his senses. He muttered, "What happened to me just now? Why did I tell him everything? "
He couldn't help but tremble, and his expression seemed to be a little scared. But when he saw the money bag in front of him, he quickly took it.
"Anyway, the other party paid for it."
The man shook his head and said, "This guy is too dangerous. There's no need to provoke him."
In the alley.
Søren walked towards the location of the hotel. Charm spells were still so useful in inquiring about information, but it used to be done by Warlocks. Now he could also cast spells himself. The effect of Charm Humans was not very strong. It could not forcibly change people's will. At most, it could achieve the effect of psychological suggestion. It was a bit like hypnotizing the target, but the target would remember the process. This was a will-determining type of spell, which had many evil uses.
Unfortunately, the probability of spell immunity was very high. It was far inferior to Berserk Charm and the higher-level 'Control Spell' in battle.
Mind Control was the real useful spell.
The information given by the other party was actually quite limited. Søren only knew that the Sons of Fear had caused riots all over the south. Seven or eight Sons of Fear had appeared one after another, causing considerable chaos in the killing of each other. Among these Sons of Fear, the one with the most information was a Vampire. It was unknown how the Dread Lord cultivated the Vampire Son, but this guy was the most dangerous one among them. He had killed three or five Sons of Fear one after another, and his strength was close to the realm of high-grade legends.
This guy's traces were all over many areas. It seemed that he was constantly hunting other Sons of Fear and was currently close to the coastal area.
The latest information was that he had appeared near the City of Wealth.
There was no Vivian's whereabouts.
The other party was just an organization that believed in the God of Rogues and did not have such amazing intelligence.
The only useful news Søren had was that the Vampire Son seemed to have angered some existence. Recently, a legendary Paladin was chasing him.
Søren was familiar with the Paladin because the other party was called the [Silver Hand].
This was a Paladin who believed in the God of Truth, and there was also the [Hand of Justice]. These two Paladins were very strong, and of course, their equipment was even stronger.
Because they both had a divine artifact in their hands!
Most of the Paladins were fanatics, and the lowest was a devout believer. This kind of profession could easily make the gods look favorably upon them. They were the gods' first-class fighters.
It just so happened that the Paladin was one of the professions that restrained dark creatures the best. No wonder the Vampire Son was being chased everywhere.
Søren was going to stay here for two days, and then continue south to look for Vivian.
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