Of course, the appraisal couldn't be done in the inn.
Kieran and Blacksmith greeted Rachel before they boarded the train back to 99 Emma Street.
Both of them sat side by side. Blacksmith didn't say a word. Kieran wasn't a person who could liven up the atmosphere either. He leaned back on the soft chair and looked forward without blinking. His mind was thinking about all the information about Saikory, or more precisely, why was it Saikory and not someone else?
But just like what he said to the others before.
He didn't know.
Without any information, he couldn't make any deductions.
"Hopefully, Hanses and Coll will have more information."
Kieran thought.
Moreover, he was rather confident in himself.
Coll might not have anything worth mentioning in a direct battle, but his ability to search for information was very useful.
There were also electronic surveillance cameras in the big city.
Of course, all the surveillance cameras belonged to the cyber law enforcers. No other player could borrow them.
Coll was an exception though.
From a certain aspect, Coll was the bane of the cyber law enforcers.
There was also Garwen and Blair.
Although both of them were newbies, Kieran would never underestimate any of them. After all, he and most of the veterans were once newbies.
What reason did he have to look down on them?
Moreover, the two of them had displayed extraordinary potential.
Lawless praised Garwen's vigilance and Blair's courage more than once. He also praised how close the two of them were when they worked together.
There was strength in numbers.
It was the same for Garwen and Blair.
This time around, everyone's plan was the same.
If Kieran were to do it alone, no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to split himself into two. It was a fact and Kieran would never deny it.
Kieran would never deny that he was used to entering dungeon worlds alone.
Conflicted?
No, it wasn't.
Dungeon worlds with natives was a special thing in itself, and as the dungeon world's difficulty increased, the uniqueness of the natives would skyrocket.
A slight misstep and all previous efforts would go to waste. More serious, one would be consigned to eternal damnation and die a graveless death.
Kieran didn't like such accidents.
So, he chose to go alone.
But a huge city was different.
Here, he only needed to face the players.
Kieran was facing players, and so were the players around him.
Of course, there were accidents, but these accidents came from the players themselves, not from the outside world.
Therefore, Kieran did not mind joining a small group.
Of course, the most important thing was still Lawless.
Without Lawless as a link, Kieran would probably be all alone in this place.
"Emma Street!"
The conductor sounded the voice. Kieran and Blacksmith got off the train one after another. Kieran purposely paused for a moment to let Blacksmith walk in front.
Although he already knew the other party's address, he still had the necessary etiquette.
Blacksmith also paused when Kieran paused.
Then?
He strode towards his room.
Not only was his stride large, but his speed was also extremely fast.
People had completely different reactions when they were normal and when they were angry.
Sometimes, one didn't even need to look at a person's face, they could feel it through their voice and actions.
Kieran felt Blacksmith's anger.
But he didn't understand why.
Kieran frowned as he looked at the man's back, but he still followed him.
He didn't say anything.
Kieran was not good at asking questions.
He believed that if a friend wanted to tell you something, they would tell you first. If they didn't want to tell you, it was best not to ask too much.
Otherwise, they wouldn't even be friends anymore.
Kieran valued friendship a lot.
They walked all the way to 99th Emma Street without any problems.
"Wait here."
Blacksmith said coldly.
"Okay."
Kieran nodded.
The door opened and closed. When Blacksmith returned to her room and made sure Kieran wouldn't notice her, she took a deep breath.
Then …
"Bastard!"
A loud shout later, Blacksmith dashed towards the target at the side of the room.
The target was made out of solid wood, similar to a wooden dummy.
Blacksmith hurled a punch at the wooden dummy, breaking it in half. Then, she lashed out with a whip kick and the wooden dummy was uprooted.
That wasn't the end though.
The dummy that was flying in the air was grabbed back by Blacksmith and smashed on the ground.
Left and right.
When Blacksmith finally stopped, all that was left on the ground was wooden scraps.
Huu!
Blacksmith let out a long sigh and clapped her hands. Her expression returned to its cold and indifferent state.
She turned around to her workbench.
…
Outside 99th Emma Street, Kieran was leaning in the shadow, looking at the sunlight a meter away and waiting patiently.
When the shadow completely covered his body, Kieran felt a sense of security in his heart.
It wasn't an illusion.
It was the experience gained after a long period of battle.
Strike first.
It was better than waiting for someone to strike later.
Kieran was deep in thought as he observed his surroundings.
His vigilant personality coupled with his many battles had branded the habit of observation into the deepest part of Kieran's soul, almost turning it into an instinct.
There were advantages to doing this, but naturally, there were disadvantages as well.
The cons were that no one could surprise Kieran anymore.
But compared to the pros, Kieran didn't care about the cons.
His eyes were looking at a little black dot in the sky.
It wasn't the hawk that he remembered.
It was …
A pigeon.
A grayish-white pigeon with a secret letter.
The pigeon flapped its wings and landed in front of Kieran under the sunlight. The pigeon cooed and turned its head around, obviously searching for something.
However, even though it was only a meter away, the pigeon didn't notice Kieran.
Until Kieran reached out his hand from the shadow and grabbed it, the pigeon flapped its wings in panic.
However, the pigeon quickly calmed down.
It wasn't because Kieran calmed it down.
It was his trained instinct.
He took the sealed paper with the secret letter on it from the pigeon's leg. It was made from kraft paper coated with fire lacquer. After drying, it wasn't just waterproof, it was also tougher than normal paper.
Kieran let go of the letter after he got it. The pigeon spread its wings and flew up to the sky.
Soon, the pigeon turned into a black dot in the sky. Similarly, another black dot chased after the pigeon in a faster and stealthier way.
Kieran quietly retracted his gaze. After checking the letter, he removed the outer layer of fire lacquer and took out the letter inside.
There were two simple lines of words written on it.
Want to know why Saikory?
Come to Fringe Street.
…
Looking at the short message and the purposely disguised notes, Kieran couldn't hold back his smile.
With great interest.
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