After the moon had risen to the top of his head, the hot air gradually cooled down. Sitting in the garden, Theo could see the distant pubs, brothels, and casinos with a little light coming from the windows. Under the curtain of the night, it was like the stars in the sky, showing the prosperity of the city.
Only in the Inner City of King's City could one see such a scene. Even after the demonic plague ended, nearly a third of the civilians in the Outer City had died, it still wouldn't affect the mood of the nobles in the Inner City to drink and have fun. If you listened carefully, you could even hear the faint sound of crying carried by the evening wind.
This house with a garden and a pond was bought by him for one hundred and fifty Golden Dragon coins. It was located on the hillside near the outer edge of the Inner City, so even during the day there weren't many people wandering around. In addition to meeting with informants and exchanging information, he usually didn't live here, instead he would choose to spend the night in an inn, or go to the Underground Trumpeter for a few days.
"My Lord, they are all here."
A man holding an oil lamp came out of the room, it was Hill Fawkes who was lurking in the skeleton's fingers.
"Light the candles," Theo nodded and walked into the house.
Under the dim candlelight, Hill and five other people were sitting around a round wooden table. When they saw the guard appear, they all got up and bowed their heads. Theo looked at them blankly, hoping to find out whether they were reliable or not from their expressions and small movements. Unfortunately, Miss Nightingale had already returned to Border Town with the fleet. If she was here, she would immediately be able to make the most accurate judgment.
They were Hill's companions, the members of the Pigeon and Top Hat Acrobatic Troupe, full of resentment towards the new King. A week ago, during the siege of the pier, it just so happened that one of the people lurking in the Dreamland Water had informed Theo about the Rats' night attack plan in advance. Now that the demonic plague incident had gradually subsided, he decided to meet this group of people in King's City. If what Hill said was true, then they would be good seedlings for intelligence.
"In addition to Mr. Fawkes, the rest of you should first introduce yourselves," Theo said.
"My name is Rocky Mountain, my Lord," the most robust man took the lead and spoke in a low, muffled voice. He was nearly six feet tall, and the bulging muscles on his arms showed that he was full of strength. "Acting as a strongman in the acrobatic group. Currently, he has joined the Blood Sail."
"I'm a clown." The short man sitting next to Rocky pointed at his nose. He looked to be the youngest among them, about eighteen or nineteen years old. "Of course I'm a clown in the group, but I don't mix with the rats. Instead, I perform some tricks in the taverns."
"Jom and Neil." The next two people were a pair of brothers. Be it in appearance or attire, they were no different from the typical commoners in the outer city. They had dedicated all their property to Priest Ferry, and were now "devout believers" in the church. Theo couldn't help but think, could it be that both of them had a favorable impression of Hill's wife? He suppressed his doubts and looked at the last person.
"They all call me the Magician, my lord." The other party bowed again. "I originally pretended to be a frustrated person and threw myself into the Dreamland Water. Unfortunately, most of them died or escaped. Even Fierce Tooth Tanis was killed by the Judgement Army of the Church. Everyone is busy looking for a new target."
"Died at the hands of the Judgement Army?" Theo raised his eyebrows. "Aren't they secretly supported by the Church?"
"I also heard it from others," he spread out his hands. "After the siege of the dock, Tanis was ambushed by the Skeleton Fingers when he returned to the Eastern District. In the end, he only had a few dozen people left. That night, he angrily took his men who had stayed in the nest to find the Church, but the next day, only two or three of them came back. According to them, he quarreled with Priest Ferry, and then was stabbed in the chest by the God's Punishment Army … In short, the Dreamland Water is finished. "
So that's how it is, Theo thought. It's probably because of the loss of the strength that they had accumulated with great difficulty, the leader of Fierce Tooth was in a precarious position. He wanted to seek help from the Church, but was refused, which led to the dispute. However, these were all unimportant details. He only needed to know that the Dreamland Water was now only in name. There was no doubt that this was good news, he might be able to take advantage of this opportunity to win over a group of rats who had nowhere to go, and expand his own sources of information.
"Presumably, you have already learned my name from Hill," Theo knocked on the table and said in a deep voice, "I am His Highness Roland Wimbledon's personal guard, responsible for collecting information from all over the kingdom. Since you are willing to come here, in a sense, you have already expressed your intentions. However, for the sake of seriousness, I still want to ask you one more time, are you willing to serve His Highness? "
"We are willing!" The five of them said one after another.
"As long as I can get justice from Timothy Wimbledon, I am willing to do anything," Hill added one word at a time.
"Very well, from now on, at the same time every week, we will meet here. If there is any urgent information, you can also report it to me in advance, as long as you place a pot of purple flowers at the entrance of the residence." Theo continued, "After I take note of it, I will wait for you in my room that night. When you knock on the door, remember to use three long and two short signals, do you understand?"
Seeing them agree in unison, Theo nodded with satisfaction, "A qualified intelligence agent will not easily expose himself. The first thing you have to do is to hide your identity. Whether it is to inquire about information on your own, or to send people to collect suspicious information, you must always keep this in mind. If you need money, you can apply to me … Remember, don't act rashly. Timothy will not sit on the throne forever, and His Highness Roland has personally promised this. "He paused for a moment and then asked," So, do you have anything else to say? "
"My Lord, Timothy has returned from the Eastern Region today," Hill said, "You should have also received the news."
In the afternoon, the new King's Knight team had entered the city through the Eastern Gate with the flag raised high. Many residents had witnessed this scene. Theo didn't answer, he knew that the other side must have something else to say.
"But in the evening, I heard from Black Hammer that Timothy seems to be planning to recruit a group of Rats to join the army, in exchange for the opportunity to become free people. Several leaders of the Skeleton Fingers have already gone to the palace, it doesn't sound like a fabrication."
Recruit Rats? Theo remained calm on the surface, but his heart fiercely sank. Obviously, these Rats could not fight as official soldiers, so it was very likely that they had used pills to strengthen them and use them as a surprise attack tactic, just like the attack on Longsong Stronghold last time. But this time, where was the other side's target?
"This is interesting news," he said in a low voice, "Remember to keep an eye on the Rats, and if there is any news, immediately report to me."
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