Chapter 415 "Waiting for the Rabbit"
Following Danitz, who had repeatedly taken detours in an attempt to shake off his pursuer, Angel finally returned to the dock for the third time before the last rays of sunset disappeared from the sea. She found her target, the contact point of the "Golden Dream," among the row of warehouses.
It seems that no matter how good this guy's anti-tracking skills are, they can't beat his "invisibility" ability... Angel thought happily, sneaking to the window of the contact point and listening carefully to the conversation inside.
"Old man, has anyone else come to the contact point recently?"
The voice of "Flame" was no longer humble and cautious as it was on the White Agate. Instead, it carried an involuntary tone of provocation, which made Angel more certain of his way of making potions.
"Several people have finished their annual leave and are preparing to return to the ship. They're all waiting at Bayam. The captain will return to the vicinity of Blue Mountain Island in about ten days. Are you planning to board the ship then?"
Another old voice answered.
"Perhaps. Wait until the next scheduled contact time and tell the Golden Dream that two powerful adventurers have arrived in Bayam. They're crazy and brutal, unafraid of the rules of the sea, and have even provoke the Church of Storms..."
Danitz described Angel and Klein's appearances in detail, and then continued:
"Old Lynn, I'll come back around this time the day after tomorrow. Please tell me the results of the contact... Oh, and tell the other crew members not to go to Bansi Island recently. Something is very wrong there."
At this point, his voice became low, as if he was recalling the terrifying night.
"When did 'Flame' become so timid? If 'Flower Tie' finds out, he'll laugh at you for a whole month unless you buy me a drink."
The contact, Old Lynn, replied with a smile.
"Not today. I need to find a suitable place to get a good night's sleep first. Maybe next time."
Danitz said perfunctorily, and politely declined the accommodation recommended by Old Lin En. He pushed open the door, looked around, and left in another direction.
Angel did not intend to continue tracking the other party, but took a look inside the door of the contact point that had not yet been closed. The gray hair and wrinkled face of "Old Lynn" came into her sight, and behind him was a room decorated like a normal house.
It seems that he disguised himself as a local resident, met the crew of the "Golden Dream" at the dock, and contacted their captain on their behalf...but I don't know what communication method he used.
She really wanted to stay and continue to investigate, or to obtain information through interrogation or spiritual communication, but this trip was only to find this contact point, not to cause an enemy with the "Golden Dream" and "Vice Admiral Iceberg", so after thinking for a moment, she gave up.
Danitz would be coming over the day after tomorrow anyway, so if she staked out a spot ahead of time, she could get more information… She pondered in her mind, watching Old Linn withdraw his gaze from Danitz’s back and slowly close the door.
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After leaving the dock and removing her invisibility, she did not immediately return to the agreed meeting point with Klein. Instead, she used the road signs to determine the direction and walked towards Pelican Street.
She planned to contact the Dominican Federation, which had arrived in Bayam a few months ago. The other party was originally a member of "MI9" and had been in Bayam for such a long time, so they must be familiar with the local underground trading market and Beyonder gatherings.
As the fulcrum of the Loen Kingdom's colony in the Central Sonia Sea, Bayam, the "City of Generosity," was the largest city in the Rorsted Archipelago. It naturally gathered the most wealth and the most Beyonders. The vast majority of Beyonder materials and even magical items were traded here. Coupled with its distance from the Northern Continent and lack of supervision, this city's underground market was perhaps even more prosperous than Backlund's.
Because it was not far from the pier, she did not take a hired carriage, but walked to Pelican Street, about one kilometer away.
It was already nightfall, and the gas lamps in the streets were lit, giving the entire city a nightscape no less beautiful than that of the larger cities of the Northern Continent. As the Blue Mountain Island's gradually rising altitude rose towards the city center, one could see luxurious villas ablaze with lights, and carriages plying the illuminated streets, heralding the beginning of Bayam's "night life."
No wonder Danitz, even though he was oppressed on the White Agate, could not forget this "City of Generosity"... Angel chuckled secretly and walked through the clearly divided crowd of locals and Loen tourists towards the "Sea and Fire" bar.
As she walked through the door, Angel was instantly enveloped by the noisy atmosphere and the strange smell of sweat and alcohol. She carefully avoided two drunks who were using the open space in the middle of the hall as a ring and fighting with their fists, and approached the bar.
"What kind of fruit wine do you have?"
With the bartender's strange look and recommendation, she chose a cocktail made from a blend of local fruits, took a sip, and continued to ask:
"I'm looking for 'Lucky Nick', is he here?"
"There are three 'Lucky Nicks' around here. One died last week, and two are still alive. Which one are you looking for?"
Unexpectedly, the bartender did not answer that he didn't know, but gave multiple answers, which made Angel very disappointed in the Dominican Commonwealth's ability to name things.
"Short black hair, a bit thin..." She described the man's appearance, but suddenly remembered that disguises might be a common thing here, so she changed her words and said, "...the one who talks so much that makes you want to hit him."
"So that's him," the bartender suddenly realized. "That guy isn't here today. You should be able to see him here the day after tomorrow afternoon."
Did the Dominican Federation get a proper job and only have time to hang out at the bar on Sundays? Where was his Sonia?
Angel thought a little depressedly, paid 8 pence for the glass of juice wine, drank the sweet and sour wine in a few gulps, and left the bar.
On the short walk out of the bar, she noticed that many patrons were staring at her. Some of them shrank back when she looked back, while others looked her up and down without any courtesy, even revealing some indecent expressions. A middle-aged man with dark blue hair and rough features even stared at her blankly, obviously bewildered by her outstanding appearance.
She also compared the faces in the bar one by one with the pirate wanted posters worth more than a thousand pounds in her mind, but did not find any that matched.
She hadn't bothered to remember those little pirates worth a few hundred pounds.
Angel didn't care much about the fact that she had a 6,000-pound bounty on her head. There was no picture of her on the wanted poster found at the dock. Just based on her hair and eye color, in a port city like Bayam with a population of hundreds of thousands, there would probably be several people like her on every street. It would be impossible to use that to find her.
Moreover, she used the Beyonder characteristic of the "Faceless Man" to fine-tune her appearance, transforming her appearance, which had been enhanced by several potions, back to her "Assassin" self in Tingen. In addition to people like Klein who witnessed her step-by-step transformation, even Donna, Ellan and others who had seen her on the White Agate would wonder if they were Angel herself or one of her sisters when they met her again.
Seeing that there was no mobile safe in the bar, she pushed the door open in disappointment and walked out.
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After the tall blond woman left the bar, Alger Wilson drank the "Zarha" in front of him in one gulp, then moved closer to the bar and asked in a low voice:
"Who was that woman looking for just now?"
He threw out a five-pence coin, and the bartender took it with a wave of his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and replied with a chuckle:
"'Lucky Nick'."
"Which one? The Nick who died last week?"
Alger also fell into Nick's trap. He hated the way these Bayam pirates, sailors, and information dealers named themselves.
"No, it's the one who sold the information. Now there are only two 'Lucky Nicks' here. Guess which one is the luckiest?"
Without responding to the bartender's cold joke, Alger turned back to his table, thinking in his heart.
"Lucky Nick" was a Dominican Federation intelligence dealer who had arrived in Bayam from Loen three months prior and had quickly established a reputation within the city. It was said that he was originally a military officer, but after getting into trouble with someone he shouldn't have, he was forced into exile and set up shop in Bayam. The people here were all different kinds of people, from all over the place. No one cared about his background, only the value of the intelligence he possessed.
Alger himself had dealt with the other party several times, both when issuing commissions on behalf of the Church of Storms and when buying and selling things privately. Through communication, he vaguely understood that the other party had offended members of the "Witch Cult." Although the latter was a secretive sect, it had its own bases in almost every city in the Kingdom of Loen. They had nearly killed the Dominican Federation several times, forcing him to leave his homeland.
"If it was another woman who came to the Dominican Federation, I might think it was someone from the Witch Cult who came to visit. I might sell the information to her, or I might let the Mandated Punishers wait for her, but..."
He muttered to himself, recalling the face of the blonde woman he had just seen, matching her with the description in a report he had asked his informant to investigate.
The "Queen" Angel Granger, once a "Night Watcher" of Tingen City, sacrificed herself in the fight against the arrival of the "True Creator's" offspring, but was resurrected by Mr. Fool's power. She is a member of the "Tarot Club" and has unexpectedly come to Bayam!
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