Chapter 55: Still the Same Old Bar

Southern Cross Street in the Alchemy City, once the most lively place, has now become a little deserted.

The economic environment continues to deteriorate, more and more shops are closing down, and there are fewer and fewer bosses who can provide jobs for adventurers.

The number of customers at the Iron Slag Embers Bar has been visibly low recently, and the old owner would have been furious. Orcs are naturally irritable and it is difficult for them to calm down.

But the bar has been very quiet in recent days, mainly because the bar owner has changed.

The former female orc Ona Hellfire has packed her luggage and will move out of the city once she sells all the things she can't take away.

The iron slag embers changed hands twice within one day and now seemed to have been classified as the official property of the Alchemy City.

It is really rare for private property to become public property. Usually, public property is secretly turned into private property.

However, it doesn’t matter what complicated game is involved. The orc bartender is still standing behind the bar and wiping his wine glasses as usual.

However, the dwarf singer whose singing was terrible had already left, and there were not many customers in the bar, making it seem too deserted.

The orc bartender sighed and felt a little regretful. This dwarf singer was quite a nice person.

With a sense of vicissitudes of life that had witnessed the rise and fall of history, the orc bartender poured himself a glass of beer and tasted it bit by bit.

With a clang, the door of the bar was pushed open and a tall knight in heavy armor walked in.

There is no need for the other party to introduce himself. Just by looking at the rose and dragon patterns on the armor, you can tell that this is a holy knight from the Ryan Empire.

The orc bartender put down the wine glass and subconsciously placed the empty bottle in the most convenient place.

But when he saw the person clearly, he found that this time it was not the same person as last time. Although the two had similar temperaments, the paladin in front of him was much less handsome than the previous one.

Fanxing seemed not to notice the orc bartender's little action and sat at the bar very naturally.

"A glass of rum."

Fanxing came here to gather information. The ten Knights of Judgment have been scattered throughout the Alchemy City, collecting all possible clues.

The Iron Embers bar is of great importance in the intelligence. It was here that Alan Watson had a feud with the lich and was then captured by the lich in the war.

The orc bartender poured a glass of rum and handed it over, then asked, "Does the paladin drink alcohol? The one who came before only drank water."

Fanxing drank the rum in one gulp, and then said, "Alan Watson is an ascetic. I admire him very much, but I can't do that. But you don't have to pour me a second glass of this wine."

The orc bartender said indifferently: "Most adventurers can't afford to drink very good wine. Cheap and large quantities are their most common requests. But Mr. Paladin, you are not here to drink, right? If you want to get information, I wonder if you understand the rules here?"

Fanxing took out a gold coin and flicked it with his thumb, and it fell accurately into the orc bartender's shirt pocket.

"The Ryan Empire will never mistreat friends who help us."

The orc bartender kept up a polite smile, but in his heart he didn't believe a word of it.

The Ryan Empire is made up of humans from top to bottom, and only humans. When did they consider aliens as friends?

But after hearing Fanxing's lies, the orc bartender became more vigilant.

A paladin who can lie will most likely choose the oath of vengeance when taking an oath.

In order to eliminate all evil in the world, the paladin who practices the oath of vengeance can use deception and sneak attacks to deal with the enemy to a limited extent, and can even choose to temporarily cooperate with evil people to eliminate greater evil.

Aside from a zero tolerance for evil, the moral standards of a paladin who practices the oath of vengeance are much more flexible.

Therefore, outsiders sometimes contemptuously call this kind of paladin the Black Knight.

"Dear guest, what information do you want to know? If it is about the details of the gambling game, I can describe it to you."

Fanxing shook her head and said, "No need, I already know a lot about that scam."

The Alchemy City had already investigated the details of how Alan Watson was defrauded of thousands of gold coins, and Fanxing had also obtained the detailed information. This time he came to inquire about other information.

"How much do you know about that undead?" asked Fanxing.

The orc bartender recalled for a moment, then said, "He is not a regular customer of ours. I remember that he has only been here two or three times. Apart from knowing his name, I don't know much about him."

"I heard that after he cheated my companions of thousands of gold coins, he issued a commission to you?"

"Yes, it's a commission regarding the sewers. Please wait a moment."

The orc bartender took out the contract that Amber Xiu had left in the tavern, and then told Fanxing all the details that happened in the bar before and after the commission.

Fanxing listened carefully and occasionally asked questions.

"What's in the sewers, and why has it become so dangerous?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I don't know. I'm just a bartender. I don't know anything about alchemy."

"What does that lich want the slime to do?"

"I don't know. I'm just a bartender. I don't know anything about magic."

"What about the trapped druids? If you repeat what you said before, I will duel you!"

"That's not the case. I know those druids. They haven't left. I heard they are still in the Alchemy City. But I don't know where they live exactly."

…

After chatting for a long time, it cannot be said that there was no gain at all. Fanxing felt that she had some understanding of Amber Xiu.

This lich seems to be very short of money.

This is a bit strange, but considering the recent situation in Alchemy City, it seems reasonable.

Undead don't need to eat or drink, but the cost of any magic experiment is enough for an ordinary person to eat and drink for a lifetime. Liches don't need to sleep, so they spend much more time on magic experiments than humans, so the cost is naturally higher.

But this is not valuable information. You can't just use a string tied to gold coins to hang the lich out.

Fanxing took out another gold coin and said to the orc bartender, "Recommend a few wanderers or rangers. They must be capable."

The orc bartender collected the gold coins and continued to ask: "What do you want? Assassination? Infiltration? Theft?"

"No need for assassination. I need someone who is proficient in breaking magic traps. The mission is to sneak into a wizard's tower, detect traps, draw maps, and find the secret rooms and secret passages inside."

Upon hearing this, the orc bartender frowned and said, "I'm afraid it's hard to find. Most adventurers have left the Alchemy City recently, so it's not easy to find a suitable one."

"Don't worry, you won't be short of the reward." Fanxing said generously.

The orc bartender smiled and said to Fanxing, "What a coincidence, I happen to know the right people, and they are right here."

Then the orc bartender said loudly: "Hasting, Hares is alive."

(End of this chapter)