After paying the entrance fee, Grimm easily snuck into Zora City.
After spending half a day walking around the city, Grimm was immediately disappointed.
There was indeed a Holy Light Chapel in the city, but it was much smaller than the one in Hakans City. Grimm only sensed a Grade-2 energy aura inside, and the rest were all Grade-1 or insignificant characters.
Grimm hesitated for a long time and finally gave up on the idea of encircling this Holy Light Chapel. Instead, he went to a tavern on the eastern side of the city.
Wine and Roses.
This was the name of the tavern. It sounded elegant, but when Grim pushed open the two old and dirty doors and stepped inside, he was immediately assaulted by the pungent and cheap fragrance of cosmetics, the stench of dead sweat, and the unique fragrance of oatmeal wine. Grim frowned.
The sky was not completely dark yet, but the tavern was already overcrowded.
Grimm was still dressed as a mercenary swordsman. His two-meter height made him look strong and mighty. Standing in front of the dimly lit tavern entrance, he seemed to have an intimidating aura without being angry.
A few strong men who had their arms around each other's shoulders and were about to leave bumped into him. Their eyes, which were so drunk that they could barely open their eyes, met the two cold gazes from the tall black shadow. They immediately shuddered and sobered up half of their drunkenness.
These strong men were members of the Willie Brotherhood in the lower city of Zola City. They were usually fierce and domineering, and they were famous thugs in the area. However, for some reason, when they saw this tall figure that they could not even see clearly, their hearts began to beat crazily. In the end, they obediently retreated to the side and gave way to the counter.
Wherever Grimm passed, whether it was the drunkards, the gorgeously dressed maids with plates in their hands, or the men in black who were hiding in the shadows, all of them changed their expressions and hurriedly hid to the side.
Many of the men who claimed to be brave only realized their cowardice after they instinctively dodged. However, when they were enraged and wanted to make trouble for him with the help of their drunkenness, the moment their gazes landed on the tall and majestic back, the 'restlessness' that they felt just now vanished in an instant.
The tavern owner who looked like a wine barrel wiped the sweat off his face with the greasy towel in his hand and forced a smile on his plump face.
"This … Sir, what do you want?"
Judging from Grim's attire, he looked like a wandering mercenary in dire straits. But when you really stood in front of him and looked him in the eyes, an indescribable spiritual pressure would press down on you, almost suffocating you.
The difference in their levels of life was too great. Even though Grimm had tried his best to restrain his overflowing energy and spiritual pressure, these ordinary people still could not remain calm in front of him.
"I need some information …"
Grim had no intention of hiding his intentions. As he spoke, he threw out a small pouch.
The pouch landed on the dark counter, and the crisp sound of gold coins colliding could be heard. The tavern owner's face instantly became excited and enthusiastic.
He used his plump right hand to swipe the counter with extreme agility that did not match his fat body, and the heavy pouch disappeared in an instant. His movements were so fast that Grimm began to wonder if he had a special profession like 'Godly Thief'.
The fat on the tavern owner's face jumped, and he immediately put on a flattering smile.
"Sir, do you see that skinny man in the corner over there? His name is Locke, the intelligence leader of Zola City. You can ask him if you have any questions … Let me tell you a secret, he's a high-ranking member of the Dagger Society! " Listening to the tavern owner's introduction, Grim slightly tilted his head and saw the so-called Locke in the dark corner.
He was a skinny man dressed in black. His face was ordinary, and there was nothing special about him. Only a pair of rolling eyes showed that he was smart and cunning.
As soon as Grim entered the tavern, the guy called Locke noticed him. He whispered to his companions while peeking at Grim from the corner of his eyes. When Grim directed his gaze over, Locke's face twitched involuntarily.
Before Locke could think of a way to sneak out, Grim's tall body was already standing in front of the wooden table. The huge shadow he cast caused the faces of the people at the table to change dramatically, and sweat appeared on their foreheads.
"Are you Locke? I need to buy some information from you! "Grim went straight to the point.
Hearing that he was looking for Locke, the other people who were dressed like Locke immediately left the table, leaving the hidden space for the two of them.
"So you're here to buy information … That's good, that's good …" Locke finally relaxed, and a flattering smile appeared on his skinny face. "May I know how to address you, sir? What kind of information do you want to buy? "
"I want to know what happened in Hakans City."
Hearing Grim's question, the smile on Locke's face instantly disappeared, and it was replaced by an unconcealable shock and horror. Soon after, he looked at Grim with a bewildered gaze and said in a low voice, "Sir, the information you want to know is top secret. The officials of the imperial intelligence department have already warned us not to pry …"
"You mean … You don't know anything?" Grim's tone turned cold.
"Hehehe … Sir, don't look down on the Dagger Society. We have the information you want, but we can't sell it outside due to the restrictions of the empire! "
Before he finished speaking, a white crystal the size of a fist rolled in front of him.
Even though they were in the darkest corner of the tavern, and most of the light from the kerosene lamps hanging on the wall was blocked by the pillars, it still could not hide the unique magical luster of the white crystal. When the dim light shone on the crystal, it instantly resonated with the magic power, making it dazzling and brightening up half of the tavern as if it was daytime.
White crystals were magical gems that could absorb, condense, and magnify light. They were also the best treasures for paladins to forge high-grade sacred weapons, so they were definitely worth a lot in Envik Plane.
Locke, who had been pretending to be calm, hurriedly kept the white crystal in his arms. Only after it was out of the light did the blinding white light slowly dissipate, returning the place to darkness.
The tavern fell silent in an instant. Everyone who was blinded by the white light rubbed their eyes as they peeked at the corner.
"That's enough … Sir, that's definitely worth enough! But … "Locke gritted his teeth and explained," The empire has also told us to pay attention to what kind of people would pay attention to this information. So, if I didn't know your identity, I … "
Locke's words came to an abrupt halt.
With his back facing the people in the tavern, the tall figure raised his right hand in front of his chest, and a small milky white halo slowly appeared. The white light was so pure and holy that Locke could not help but pray to the holy light, repenting for the sins he had committed.
"So you really are a sir! That makes things easier. Whatever you want to know, I won't hide it … "
In Envik Plane, paladins had a huge influence that transcended all worldly powers. There were many noble and virtuous paladins who were willing to travel the world to eradicate ferocious beasts, punish evildoers, and heal the wounded. This made this group of paladins the most accepted sacred profession in society.
Even a grey figure like Locke, who walked in the shadows and darkness, would admire and respect a paladin.
"Sir, I can't accept your things. How about this, you can ask whatever you want to know. I will do my best to help you … "
Grimm shook his head, but did not take back the white crystal that was covered by the black cloth. Instead, he quickly answered in a low voice.
A few minutes later, Grimm nodded in satisfaction. He bowed slightly to Locke and turned to leave the tavern.
Grimm had gotten the answer he wanted from Locke, so he did not stay in Zora City. He bought two tall and strong horses, some food and water, and left the southern gate, blending into the crowd and heading south.
The Dagger Society was indeed a famous intelligence organization in the Zambiz Empire. Although they did not know everything that had happened in Harkanth City, they had a rough understanding of it.
Zora City, where Locke was from, was nearly eight hundred kilometres away from Harkanth City. Only four days had passed since the battle in Harkanth City, yet they were able to gather so much information.
For an underground organization that roamed in the dark, this was commendable!
Therefore, Grimm used this method to verify the credibility of Locke's information. What he really wanted to know was not Harkanth City, but the whereabouts of the other two Deception Witches.
They had entered Envik Plane together two months ago, but due to 'unexpected factors', they had to split up. From Locke, Grimm found out that there seemed to be some trouble in the west of the empire a month ago. Someone reported that they had found traces of witches.
The Chapel of Light had also sent out a large number of paladins to join in the encirclement. They seemed to have trapped the witches in a place called the Dark Forest.
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