Chapter 70 Night Market
Is that coming? Which one?
Angel was completely confused and couldn't follow the other party's topic for a while.
Dai Li nodded in understanding. "If you're not feeling well, go to bed early. I'll find someone else to capture that 'craftsman'..."
Hearing the word "craftsman", Angel's heart tightened, and he subconsciously touched the revolver "Thirsty Blood" at his waist.
Could it be Kavi, the "craftsman" who had helped him identify the magical item that afternoon? Was she a wild Beyonder who had been reported by someone?
"I'm fine. I'm just a little tired this afternoon. Plus, I didn't have dinner, so I'm a little too hungry... Who is this 'craftsman' you're talking about?"
Angel asked, waving his hand as if nothing had happened.
"This is a wanted notice issued yesterday by the Mechanical Heart of Enmat Harbor, and it's only just reached us. Thomas, one of their team members, the team's 'artisan,' disappeared after killing two of his own teammates while on a mission yesterday."
"Is the name of his potion 'Artisan'?"
Angel subconsciously thought of Kavi who identified "Thirst Blood" for her today. She was also called "Craftsman". Maybe this was a potion of some kind mastered by the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, just like the "Sleepless" of the Church of the Goddess of Evernight?
Daly shook her head, took a wanted poster from the indifferent man she was talking to behind her, and handed it to Angel.
It depicts a man about 30 years old with short hair, a long face, and thick-framed glasses. He looks like a school teacher.
Due to the limited details of the sketch, some keywords are written below the wanted poster: short brown-black hair, wearing a black windbreaker when missing, loose gray trousers, thick leather shoes, and an accent with a northern accent of the kingdom.
"Tomats was a civilian employee of the Mechanical Heart, never having the opportunity to obtain the potion that would have allowed him to become a Beyonder. He had some knowledge of firearms maintenance and equipment installation, and usually helped repair weapons and maintain equipment. However, it seems likely that he had already taken the potion on his own and become a Beyonder. After his actions were exposed, he killed the witnesses and disappeared. According to the wanted poster, he has likely reached the level of Sequence 8."
"So 'Craftsman' is just a profession, not a Beyonder sequence?"
You can’t judge a person by his appearance…
Angel looked back at Tomas' elegant face on the wanted poster and sighed.
This kind of outfit can be seen everywhere on the street. If it weren't for being drawn on a wanted poster, it would probably not attract the attention of the police or extraordinary people just walking past.
But then again, what Beyonder would have "Come and catch me" written on their face?
"This is a huge scandal. If they hadn't lost two Beyonders and were severely short-staffed at Enmat Port, they might not have sent us the wanted warrant at all and would have dealt with the traitor internally."
Daly continued in a low voice.
"However, the Mechanical Heart has already located Tomas's location today through some means. It's within our jurisdiction, so we requested a joint operation today."
Daly took a step back to let the man behind her out of the way and continued:
"This is Hermann, a member of the 'Mechanical Heart' Enmat Harbor team. He's a Sequence 8 member of the Secret Peeper Path, a 'Combat Scholar.'"
Mystery Peeper, it's the same path as Old Neil, but "Combat Scholar"? What a strange potion name... But many potions have similar, nonsensical names, such as "Audience" and "Corpse Collector."
If the names of the potions from the 22 pathways, each with 9 sequences, were put together, it would definitely be a hodgepodge of various professions.
The black-haired man named Herman didn't greet Angel. Instead, he said to Daly anxiously, "Ms. Daly, we should leave as soon as possible. We located Tomas six hours ago. He may have already fled to another place."
"Well, I was thinking of getting another helper, but as you can see, the lady isn't feeling well, so I'll go with you alone."
Daly took back the wanted poster for the Mechanical Heart, folded it in half, and stuffed it back into her robe. She leaned close to Angel and whispered, "Just get some rest, or go have dinner nearby. There are a lot of good restaurants on First Avenue."
It looked like she still thought Angel was having his period.
It was not until then that Angel figured out what "that" was. She was at a loss for words and could not find an excuse to refute it. She could not explain the reason for her inexplicable blood loss.
But Daly's misunderstanding was exactly what she wanted. She had left a message to Miss Justice at the Carrion Bird Bar trading market, and the agreed time was between 8 and 10 o'clock tonight. If she was called to help the Mechanical Heart capture the fugitive, she would inevitably cancel the transaction on the other side.
Herman looked hesitantly at Rupert Norman, who was experimenting with making pipe tobacco with cigarettes, as if he wanted to call on this extra force, but Daly had already taken the lead and walked out of the "Silver Bullet" door, so he had to quickly follow.
Angel was a little confused about why Daly didn't call others, but when he saw the "Mechanical Heart" members suddenly appear at the door and get on the carriage with Hermann, he suddenly understood everything.
They were actually holding automatic weapons!
As expected of the Extraordinary Armed Forces of the "God of Steam and Machinery", these fire support teams composed of ordinary people are all armed with guns. Although they do not carry the powerful but more cumbersome high-pressure steam rifles, the firepower gap between the automatic rifles and the semi-automatic weapons used by ordinary people is even greater than the difference in combat power between Extraordinary people and ordinary people.
With the cooperation of Daly, the Sequence 7 "Psychic", it should be a sure win against a defected Sequence 8, even if it is a so-called "Combat Scholar".
Angel, no longer concerned about Daly's safety, turned around and looked at Rupert beside him. The latter had a tense face and seemed to be fiddling with his pipe and tobacco, but in fact his eyes were secretly glancing at the "Mechanical Heart" team members lined up outside the door. It was not until Hermann walked out of the room that he relaxed with his shoulders drooped.
It seems that this Nighthawk from Stoun has some grudge against the other party, or is he targeting the "Mechanical Heart" rather than a specific member?
As if sensing Angel's gaze, Rupert stopped what he was doing, looked up at her, smiled, and opened his mouth, ready to say something.
Afraid of being pestered by this chatterbox again, Angel pretended not to see him and walked straight out of the first floor lobby of "Silver Bullet".
She hurried to the Carrion Bird Bar to sell the star crystals that she had no use for at the moment.
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After passing the noisy bar area and entering the third floor of "Carrion Bird" again, Angel was stunned by the atmosphere which was much more lively than during the day.
When she first came here, the sparse crowds made her think that the underground trading market in Enmat Port was nothing special, but it turned out that the main event here was at night.
Convenient sea and land transportation provided this port city with a vast population and a vast exchange of goods, making underground trade far more prosperous than in Tingen. At this moment, the narrow third floor resembled a bustling market. The designated stalls were already fully occupied, leaving those seeking to sell goods to set up stalls in corners, or even to hawk their wares directly while holding them in their hands. Buyers shuttled between the stalls, stopping occasionally to inquire about prices and complete transactions.
Even the number of armed guards watching over the place was twice as many as in the afternoon, with two guarding the stairs and two in the corner by the window, observing every move of the crowd.
Amidst the crowd, Angel had no way of finding "Justice" whom he had never even seen, so he had to squeeze through the crowd and come to the message board on the wall.
The message board, which had one-third of its space left in the afternoon, was now filled with various transaction information, so that new messages could only find space between the words and be written in a smaller font on the message board.
Some people even erased the information left by others in conspicuous places and wrote their own. After several struggles, the blackboard was a mess and many of the newly written words were almost unrecognizable.
The information she wrote about selling star crystals was still there. Looking closely, there were a few lines of small words on the side.
"I want them all. The price is negotiable. I'll look for 'Justice' at the stall at the foot of the stairs tonight."
Sure enough, this deliberately released information attracted Miss Justice who was in urgent need of potion materials.
Angel didn't rush to find her, but continued to browse the message board, which had already been updated to a large extent, to see if there was any other useful information.
"Mummy powder for sale... This should be the information from the stall owner this afternoon. It seems she still has quite a bit of stock, but I'm not sure if it's actually effective. 5ml of Lava Octopus Blood (crossed out) sold... Maybe it went to Miss Justice. Buying a Beyonder weapon... Will I find a seller if I post it in a place like this? Urgently selling the Instigator's traits... No way, someone would dare to sell something like this? Aren't they afraid of being hunted down by the Gnosis Society or even the Witch Cult?"
Scanning the messages line by line and summarizing the content of the transactions, she had a general understanding of the trading level of this market.
It seems that while the customer flow is comparable to that of Tingen City's "Dragon Bar," and even worse due to poor management, the quality of the goods sold at Enmat Port is a notch higher than Tingen City's. Not only can one buy a variety of spiritual materials here, but there are also occasional offers for Beyonder weapons and Beyonder traits. This is likely due to Enmat Port's relatively relaxed "environment."
Unfortunately, I haven't found the main ingredients for making the "Instigator" potion... Maybe it would be better to write down the ingredients I want to buy myself?
Just as she moved her gaze to the end of the message board in disappointment, a special message written in the corner caught her eye. The message was written in extremely small fonts, like a stain left in the corner of the wall.
"The next stage of 'Assassin', price negotiable, Saturday afternoons from 3 to 5, table 13 at the first floor bar."
This message may seem confusing to most people, but in the eyes of "Assassin" Angel, it is the information about the next stage of potion that she has been looking forward to for a long time.
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