"Ai ~ Ai Ai Ai Ai ~ ~ ~"
When Rob saw D 'Addarion, the latter was sitting in the corner of the tavern, sighing and groaning. He looked like he was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
The future Supreme Magister, Your Honor, frowned when he walked over. "Is this place safe?"
"No, it's not. The owner of this tavern is a friend of mine. I even saved his life a few years ago. However, as long as the price is right, this bastard will sell me out. That's why I asked you to wear a cloak when you come over. Hmm, wait a minute. After finishing this glass, we'll talk to him somewhere else."
D 'Addarion sighed and gulped down the wheat wine in his hand. Including this glass, there were eight empty glasses in front of him.
Rob looked at the half-elf named Gordon behind the bar counter. He was also the owner of this tavern. Like all elves, half-elves also had a handsome appearance and pointed ears that were different from humans. However, their appearance also contained more human characteristics. Gordon was currently wiping a glass. Noticing the gaze on him, he raised his head and smiled at the quasi-magus. "The most important thing I learned when I was traveling in the Dwarf Kingdom was not to quarrel with a drunkard, especially when this drunkard is still worried about women."
D 'Addarion said with a straight face. "Interesting. How f * cking interesting. I haven't seen Gordon for half a day and you've actually learned to read minds."
The half-elf shrugged and stacked the glass in his hand on top of the other glasses.
The man snorted coldly. "We still have a score to settle. Last time when you were arrested by the Police Guard as a smuggler, who rescued you? How did you repay me? You actually helped a group of strangers to trick the vice president of our association into a dangerous place."
Golden turned around, took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet behind him, opened the cork, and poured the wine into the empty glass in front of D 'Addarion. He then said with a bitter smile, "Boss, what can I do? This is what I do for a living. This tavern is opened here to help Gudilesi pass messages to various forces and find people. I can also earn some hard-earned money to support my family. Since the other party has paid me real money, I can't just sit back and do nothing. Otherwise, wouldn't I be ruining my own reputation? Besides, President Lilith's disguise was so good, just like this friend of yours. How could I have recognized her? "
D 'Addarion raised his head, and the glass of wine disappeared.
The half-elf sighed. "Boss D 'Addarion, there's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. When I realized that the honorable magician, Your Honor, was likely to be in danger, I contacted you immediately. To be honest, what I did actually violated the rules of our industry. If the brothers in the underworld knew about this, who would dare to come to Green Cat's Eye to look for me?"
"Hmph, if your little broken tavern closes down, wouldn't the security of Gudilesi be much better? In this way, you can be considered to have contributed to the city. Maybe you can even go to the garrison to apply for the title of honorary citizen or something." D 'Addarion tapped the glass with his index finger. After that, Gordon obediently filled the glass for him again.
D 'Addarion downed the glass in one gulp. After that, he slammed the glass on the bar counter and stood up shakily from his seat. "Our business is not over yet. I'm going to take care of business first. I'll come back to you later."
The half-elf's eyelids twitched when he heard D 'Addarion's words. "Don't. No one dares to come to me for business these few days. If this goes on, I will starve to death in two days. President D' Addarion, don't you want to drink for free? I'll send a barrel, oh no, three barrels of my precious red wine to your office. What do you think?"
The man shook his head like a rattle drum. "No, don't send me to my office. The office is too scary. I'm not going back. I'm never going back. Gordon, if you have a spare basement, let me sleep there for a while."
The half-elf took out another empty glass and poured a glass of wine for Robb, clicking his tongue as he said, "Men are really strange creatures. They don't want to go home when they don't have a woman, and they still don't want to go home when they have a woman. If I had a beautiful wife waiting for me at home, I would never sleep in someone else's basement no matter what."
Rob took the glass and thanked him. He then asked the guy in front of him, "What did I miss? How did you become a married man in just a few days?"
"This … it's a long story. Let's deal with the matter at hand first." D 'Addarion sighed. "Gordon, is the room I booked ready?"
"Of course." The half-elf took out a coin with an owl pattern engraved on it from his waist. "You know the rules. Walk along the right-hand side until you reach the end. Give this coin to the lady with maroon hair who is drinking alone by the wall. She will give you the address and the key. Feel free to let me know if you need anything."
"Welcome to the black world of Gudilesi." D 'Addarion handed the coin to Rob. "Owl coin, issued by the bosses of Green Cat's Eyes. Of course, it's illegal, but it has a lot of uses in the black world. The exchange rate has been fluctuating, which is linked to the amount of underground activities during this period. To put it simply, if smuggling is rampant in Gudilesi recently, gang fights are serious, burglaries are frequent, and killers are eager to make a move, the price of the Owl coin will rise because it means that there are more and more people in need of service. But if the world is peaceful and everyone is safe and sound, there will be no business in Green Cat's Eyes, and this thing will naturally become worthless. Generally speaking, the exchange rate of the Owl coin and the gold coin is about 10 to 16. During the craziest times, someone even offered 50 gold coins to buy the Owl coin on the black market."
"Well, did you just say the bosses?" Rob caught the key point in D 'Addarion's words. "Yes.
"Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, the green cat's eyes belong to Golden, but in fact, there is more than one boss behind this tavern. Golden is only one of them, and he's also the youngest boss. He's mainly responsible for finding connections and things like that. The reason I asked you to meet here today is to introduce you to each other. In the future, if you have any needs in this area, you can look for him directly. But remember, this guy is not reliable. You can ask him for help, but never treat him as your friend. Otherwise, he'll sell you off."
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